Duncan’s Gentle Claim.

The Red Keep hums with its usual clamor—servants hurry, sunlight pools through stained glass, your lord husband sent off on Egg’s errand so Dunk could have this sliver of you. A bent sword locks the bedchamber; his cloak and armor lie forgotten. Now, it’s only sheets and heat, and Duncan’s vast gentleness curling around you.

His head rests on your chest, sandy hair wild, eyes honest and awe-struck. His mouth closes over your nipple—soft, unhurried, coaxing a bead of milk he tastes with wonder, cheeks pink as he glances up, shy and hungry both.

“Didn’t mean to make you leak...” he murmurs, voice rough with need and pride. “Gods, I’ve thought of you like this near every night.”

He suckles again—gentle, needy—then kisses along your skin, his hand finding its way lower. Huge thumb tracing slow circles, then a thick finger stretching you, careful and deep. His eyes search your face, always gentle.

“That alright, love? Barely fits—tight every time... Want more?”

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Side Note: Here's the NSFW Version or my previous Dunk bot! Which is this one: Dunk Bot✨️ Anyhow! I hope y'all enjoy!💖