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envisioning aodhán’s wardrobe

🫠must you stab me like this dearest :')

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so are our heartburn couple into cockwarming? Or is that just a bit to uncomfortable given the size situation?

Oh, they are. They even do it in chapter thirteen! It happens mostly after sex when Reader is all prepped so Dunk can soften inside her, but sometimes when they are too tired it's their small comfort place. He doesn't even need to get it all in, he just likes the feeling of having her arms and legs wrapped around him and her breath in the hollow of his throat. Yes, peak love and affection.

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And a wholesome one too <3

Based on the ask about Heartburn!Dunk and Reader starting to run together and your comment about how Dunk never got to go anywhere as a kid so he takes the family on trips regularly: First big trip as a family, where do they go? What would Dunk's favorite souvenir be?

Oh! They go to Connemara National Park. Get a cottage rented somewhere outside of Clifden for a couple of days and end up hiking through the green! Taking a lot of photos! Petting the sheep! They see some wild horses! Go to a castle, where Dunk tells her yer my princess, ye know that?

He's super diligent about making sandwiches and putting too many things into his backpack, while Reader is living her wildling era. She runs about the hills in her wellies with Aodhán on her shoulders and makes flower crowns for both of her boys.

They buy a tiny woolie jumper for Aodhán, but Dunk's most precious souvenir is a flat rock from the beach his son took a special interest in. Dunk carves it with the date and keeps it safe in his bedside drawer when they come back.

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Eeeeee now that I'm officially all caught up I can submit Heartburn asks without worrying about it being a spoiler for later, mwahahaha! >:D <3

Upcoming epic eye roll moment from the latest WIP aside, what's the craziest place you can imagine Heartburn!Reader rolling her eyes specifically AT Dunk, like in a teasing "you-know-I-know-what-this-does-to-you" way, where he has to reign it in because they are In Public? Is he successful (as much as he can be ofc, he's Just Reader's Guy after all), or is there a place where it gets to him so much that he's gotta drag her off immediately and kiss/anything else her into oblivion (bathroom, behind a tree, whathaveyou)?

Oh, I'm so glad you are caught up! I gotta say I'm stunned by your book keeping, I could see those likes incoming under surrounding asks after every chapter you read :D

How about it's just a date night? Aodhán is safe and sound with auntie Rowan and uncle Ray, and Reader expects something plain, maybe dinner and cinema, or some cosy pub. But oh, Dunk tells her it's just one wee thing first, and he's suspiciously giddy and pleased with himself. Imagine Reader's face when they pull up at... school. He leads her to the school hall, and she looks at him as if he has lost his mind. Some parents are already there, but Dunk ignores her questioning stares and tells her just trust me. Turns out it's a school-safe, comedy version of Macbeth because the kids refused to stage another kid-friendly play. Egg asked if they would come. They are both giggling all the way through and she is entirely melting inside at the sight of Dunk clapping and cheering Egg on while he delivers the funniest, most serious Hecate to ever exists.

Once the play ends, she is about a hundred percent more in love with him, so while he says goodbye to the parents and has a slightly gawky but warm exchange with Maekar she's all fidgety. She wants her man all to herself now. The conversation takes ages since both Dunk and Maekar seem to transform into the most awkward versions of themselves so when Dunk glances to her for help she seizes the moment. Does the meanest eyeroll she can muster. Dunk goes red. Gives Maekar a too-eager handshake, mumbles anyway grand, grand, I'm glad ye made it, pats Egg's bald head with a little good lad, and then your palm is in his and he's dragging you through the school hallways. You're laughing and choking out, Sweetheart, I think the car is the other way?

He says nothing, only smiles faintly. The whole school is dark and quiet. You both arrive at the gymnasium, through which Dunk just hauls you as well. He takes out his ridiculous ring of keys, opens the little door in the corner, pulls you inside and you get about a second to register he's brought you to the equipment room. Ye bloody well know what you did, ye menace, he says and then kisses you eagerly. He ends up grinding against you while you're propped on some old desk. It resolves where the rest of the date is going to happen, because poor Dunk has to change his pants to one of the spare pair of gym shorts, so the only destination that will accept him in such attire is your favourite pub. He's blushing pink and throws you a wounded, Ye can’t do that to me in front of parents. You go all innocent. Shrug, and say, You were taking too long. Dunk comes up to you, takes your face in both hands and mutters, so very seriously, I was speakin’ to a man.

You don't care. It's a miserable argument. Your hand plays with the collar of his T-shirt, when you tell him, You were being very handsome about it. Like, what is he expecting of you, that you will wait until courtesies get exchanged? As if.

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Duncan seeing reader coming home after her first girls night out with Rowan post birth. She’s all flushed and tipsy and he can’t help but think how her grabing into him clumsily reminds him of when they first got together. He’d eat her out against the wall just past the door for old times sake!!!

Oh, lord. Reader is absolutely insufferable. And she's so fucking sweet Dunk's grinning ear to ear. She comes back with a loud honey I'm home! despite Dunk being right there, because he has to open the door for her. She hangs herself off his neck and starts giggling and mumbling I missed you. Hmm you are so pretty, I love you so much, and kissing him off-centre since she can't really reach his mouth from there.

Duncan is absolutely smitten. You keep touching him, mussing his hair, pulling on his shirt so he'd take it off, and he's just smiling like an idiot and letting you grope him. He makes a very, very weak attempt and asks you if you'd like some water and tells you that maybe you should go to sleep, but you outright snort into his face. Don't fucking test me and take your pants off right now. But of course, Dunk has another idea. He lifts you and eats you out against the wall until you go limbless. Regrets his decision only a little when you start being so loud he worries about the evening getting disturbed by the little human he has very thoroughly tucked to sleep.

Thankfully it's green light for handling his tipsy wife, because the head solves nothing. You are still on him, dragging him to the bedroom, then change your mind half-way there and tell him to fuck you on the kitchen counter. And who the hell Dunk is to tell you no? He only takes a small advantage of the situation. Teases you some, and hums, So, ye like me so much, lassie? Tell me how much. And oh, you tell him so much that night. Dirty things and sweet things, too. That he's the most beautiful man that ever walked this planet. That he's got he best cock. That he's sweet and sexy and you think about him all the time. That you are glad all of his exes were dumb enough to let him go so you can have him now. That you are sorry it took you so long because you could both have two babies by now. You tell him you want another, and Dunk has to count to five in his head not to come.

When he tucks you to sleep you keep mumbling how much you love him and whining for him to not go, and Dunk's all I'll be right back, I'll be right back, woman, goddamnit, I ain't goin' nowhere. He's only trying to fetch you some water for the morning, but you wrap yourself around his arm so tightly he actually has to give that one up. He listens to you snoring for good thirty minutes before falling asleep himself.

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Here’s a thought: heartburn!Dunk (or even regular AKOTSK Dunk) and being marked by lipstick/lip stain

If it happens for the first time and someone points it out you actually can't tell that there is a red mouthprint on his cheek, because Dunk matches its shade in seconds. Let's make it particularly cruel and say it's Egg.

“You’ve got something,” Egg says, pointing to his own cheek.

“What?”

And because Egg takes no prisoners, he says, “A big fat kiss on your cheek.”

Dunk goes hot under the collar. Then hotter everywhere else. He fishes his phone out of his pocket and inspects his reflection in the black screen. It is your lips, of course. Red and clear on the side of his face. The sight of it makes him feel stupidly warm again. He likes it, even though it is absolutely inappropriate to like being so openly owned at work. His fingers brush the mark.

“Well,” Egg says. “Are you going to wash it off?”

Dunk puts the phone away. “In a minute.”

Egg gives him a look.

“You’ll understand when a girl bakes lipstick into your cheek,” Dunk tells him.

Egg considers him. “That sounds unlikely.”

And well, of course they are that teacher-pupil pair that survives years upon years and meet occasionally when Egg grows up, so when he shows up with a similar smudge on his face Dunk only points a finger at him and goes, ha!

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lol heartburn question. Dunks still paying rent for his place right? Does he ever stay there (my guess is no??) and at what point does the reader have to intervene and tell him that after months of living together it’s not presumptuous of him to suggest he just officially offically move in with her and the baby.

Hi Sam! ♡ Yes, at this point Dunk is totally still paying his rent, because he wouldn't want to impose, like come on, what guarantee does he have that she actually wants to live with him that's such a big step (bashing him with anything that comes under my hand WAKE UP WAKE UP BIG BOY COME ON)?

And also yes (I resolve this very quickly in the last chapter but I can tell you, not a big spoiler given how the previous one ended)—Reader has to ask him. See, Dunk not so much doesn't like changes, but kind of lives in denial of them. Things happen, and Dunk accepts them. Deciding to crash at Reader's for those last weeks was a very big step for him, and once he secured that he doesn't push his luck. So Reader is like *meep* sweetie, how about you give your place up? I think it's safe to say we live together now.

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Horny heartburn Dunk ask. Does he watch porn? If so watch is reader catching him watching or seeing in his search history lol. I’m sure the instant answer is like Romaric and sensual missionary between a couple that’s been married for 30 years. BUT what’s the kinky guilty pleasure thing he watches (or used to watch before he had his own personal sexual adventure-er at his side?)

Ohh, he does! Who doesn't? Though I have to admit, having access to someone's phone/laptop like that is a completely alien concept to me. Like, even if your partner has no issue with you using their phone you have to be snoopin' to find that and the thought makes me icky, I live in a very freedom-coded relationship and I'd like to believe Reader and Dunk don't' have any reasons like that to mistrust each other.

Anyway... you know he's smashing that 'real amateur couple' suggestion in the search bar over and over again. He's guilty of looking for 'handholding during sex' too.

As for kinky fetish things I like to think he'd be into bj videos with deepthroating and some sloppy work. He knows very well he's way above average in size and someone worshiping that makes Dunk's brain go brr (I also think he'd be uncomfortable seeing a lot of man in those vids, he goes straight for the 1st person POV ones). Another thing is gentle femdom. It takes him some time to work out terminology so at first he cringes at a bunch of videos that are completely not to his liking. But then oh. He finds a real couple with a guy cradled against his partner. He's got his head pet and her jerking him off slowly and saying sweet things to him all the time. Oh yes, Dunk likes that a lot. He's very shy around asking you for it the first time so he goes something like could ye— *gulp* could ye tell me nice things? And Reader is like *.* yes baby, of course, come here, let me take care of you.