#pendragonheir

[certifries]

requested by @pendragonheir!! my OC Paeonie in C3

[powerofkings]

@pendragonheir​​ continued from here

That was a change. Most of the clients who asked for a private dance from Morgan were much older men that would look at him with the most disgusting expressions ever. He was used to it, used to be seen as a piece of meat. After all, his job was to dance and seduce the others, he shouldn’t be very offended or surprised that people looked at him they did. It only meant he was doing his goddamn job right.

“Come here, mister… Sit down and enjoy the show.” He winked maliciously at the shorter boy, gently guiding him to the only armchair in the small room. Besides the chair, there was a small stage with a pole post, and mirrors covering most of the walls, as to allow the client a complet view of his dancer of choice. Once he was sitted, Morgan moved to his stage, show starting right away as per usual.

There was also a bonus fact about the client being around his own age. The boy was pretty hot. Smoking hot. Most of times, Morgan would just dance and act, having in mind someone else than the person for who he was dancing, now, he felt like he could dance for him, thinking about the stranger in front of him like he really wanted to seduce him.

Because. To be fair honest. He really wanted to seduce that boy. His body would move much more fluidly with those beautiful blue eyes on him. The smile on his face was a honest one, not pure, far far from pure, but his desire was genuine, and as much as it was possible, he would avoid breaking the eye contact with his client, curious to know what would be his reactions to his moves, even though his body was still relatively over covered. He was wearing a black velvet choker, black jeans and nothing else. At least, for now.

Noctis smirked as the dancer lead him to the armchair in the small, private room. He let himself be guided down into it, leaning back and relaxing. “Oh I know I’ll be enjoying myself, with you dancing,” he agreed, flirtatiously trying not to blush at the way the other man winked at him.

He was pleasantly surprised at how the other seemed to genuinely be enjoying his presence. Noctis felt awkward far too much of the time, but the dancer was gorgeous. “And, and you can call me Noct,” he said, before the other began to dance in front of him.

The man’s movements were entrancing, and Noctis struggled  between meeting the other’s gaze, and letting his own trace over the other’s fluid movements; his desire quickly building in response. 

Swallowing thickly, he shifted in the seat, slowly growing more aroused and breathing out. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous~”

[nyx-ulric-of-galahd]

He had tried to be patient and wait like Morgan had asked him, he really had!  But a five year old could only wait for so long before getting antsy, and Nyx was no exception.  He’d started off sitting on the bed, bouncing his feet against the sideboards, looking around the room while waiting for Morgan to come back. 

But Morgan didn’t come back fast like he’d promised.  Maybe that customer needed a lot of help?  Maybe Morgan had gotten so busy that he’d forgotten about Nyx waiting here.  But he’d promised that he’d be right back!  Maybe he needed Nyx to go and remind him that he was still waiting.

The small boy hopped off the bed and left the bedroom to go looking for the wizard in his shop.  The house, which has been large before, was more huge now to his mind.  It took longer to walk through, and things he’d never really paid attention to before had become more facinating.

Somehow in his distracted state, Nyx ended up in front of the magic door that Morgan used to travel to other places.  Nyx could just reach the knob, with its colored dial, and in his childish delight, turned the knob and opened the door onto a paved street lines with tall buildings and shops.  It wasn’t  a place Nyx had seen before, and drawn on by childish curiosity, stepped out onto the streets of Kingsbury to take a look around.  Surely, as long as he kept the door in sight, he’d be fine, right?

But the small boy hadn’t counted on the crowd sweeping him up in its current - some sort of parade going on - anddrawing him away from the shopfront and further into the city.  He finally managed to break free of the sea of adults in a large, open square, each side framed by large brick and iron-wrought gates with guards posted at each side.

“Okay, calm down, Nyx.  You can handle this.” He said to himself, trying to keep from crying.  What had Morgan told him about Kingsbury?

Not much, to be honest.  It was the kingdom’s capitol, the palace was here...The Palace!  Morgan’s family was connected to the palace!  If he went there, they could help him get back to Morgan.  

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[pcndragcn]

from x

“     absolutely  not.    ”       for  once  ,    the  great  wizard  was  FIRM  -----  his  gaze  unwavering  from  the  boy’s  own  resembling  stare   ,    as  he  leans  against  the  wooden  table  behind  him.      he  had  been  fooled  once  ----  TWICE  even  ----  and  howl  pendragon  would  be  damned  if  he  allowed  his  wife  to  scold  him  again  for  falling  prey  to .....  the  puppy  dog  eyes.    “    your  mother  already  said  no.    what  makes  you  think  i’ll  say  anything  different ?    ”   // @pendragonheir

[laweroedd-blog]

✦ - The male was really minding his own business, now that he had finished off his job for the night. He had already gotten rid of his evidence and was now appearing to be a normal person. Little did people know, was that he was out killing about an hour or so ago. 

A few miles away from his crime scene, Dimitri was simply sitting down on a bench. He was getting some alone time for the job to sink in before heading back home for the rest of the night. It was something that he always did, and it was keeping him going by doing it this way. 

❝I done it again, huh?❞ He asked himself, a sigh escaping him as he now looked up at the star-filled night sky. ❝Wonder when I can finally stop?❞

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[nyx-ulric-of-galahd]

It had been a busy day, to say the least.  Suliman might have stolen Morgan away for an arranged date for Valentine’s Day, but that wasn’t going to stop Nyx or Morgan from finding their own ways to celebrate with each other.  The wizard had given his present this morning in the form of a wonderful fluffball of a pup that Nyx had named Bear before being whisked off to his prearranged date.  

Most of the day had been spent getting Bear introduced to his new home, the start of obedience training, and a lot of playing.  Poor Cleo had run off to hide the first time that Bear had tried to approach her, and Nyx hadn’t seen the cat since then.  He’d have to make sure to get her some nice fish as an apology, but he couldn’t deny he was thrilled to have Bear.

The puppy was now sound asleep in a bed that Nyx had made for him out of old cushions and patched blankets, leaving Nyx free to get his own preparations underway.  Morgan would be home in a few hours, and Nyx wanted his own little surprise dinner ready before the wizard got back.  Nyx wasn’t the cook that Libertus was, but he wasn’t bad at it, either.

Within a few hours there was a traditional Galahdian roast - spiced but not necessarily spicy - roasted vegetables, a salad and set off to the side, a spiced honey custard that he thought Morgan would appreciate.  Rose petals decorated the table set for two, with lit candles for effect.  A quiet Valentine’s Day dinner for the two of them.

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[nyx-ulric-of-galahd]

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Send 💤 for my muse to find yours napping

Nyx comes across the scene completely by accident.  He’d entered the room to return a book to one of the shelves in Morgan’s room, and what he’d found almost had him squealing with delight over just how cute the scene was.  

Sheer willpower was needed for Nyx to not pull out his phone and take a bunch of pictures right then and there.  Morgan was lying on the bed, limbs sprawled everywhere, with Cleo and a pile of kittens nestled around and sprawled across the man.  

“Oh Six, that is so cute,” Nyx laughed, losing the battle with himself as he pulled out his phone to snap a quick picture.  “Calcifer is gonna love this.”

[nyx-ulric-of-galahd]

@pendragonheir  continued from here

Nyx looked over his shoulder once more, unable to shake the feeling he had that there were eyes on him.  He got that feeling often out in the field, but rarely ever in the city.  But out in the field, that feeling kept him alive.  He couldn’t say why he was having it now.  The season, perhaps.

“And if I say yes?” Galahd had plenty of stories of jealous or vengeful spirits come to attack the living.