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works/195753.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      A_Song_of_Ice_and_Fire_-_George_R._R._Martin
  Relationship:
      Renly_Baratheon/Loras_Tyrell
  Character:
      Renly_Baratheon, Loras_Tyrell
  Additional Tags:
      Master/Servant, Oral_Sex, First_Time, Canon_Gay_Relationship
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-05-07 Words: 375
****** A thousand reasons and none ******
by Nary
Summary
     Renly knew that he ought to be able to control himself around his
     squire. If only the gods hadn't made the boy so pretty.
Renly knew that he ought to be able to control himself around his squire. There
were a thousand reasons why he should let Loras Tyrell serve him faithfully and
adore him without reciprocation, the way squires had loved their lords since
the dawn of time.
If only the gods hadn't made the boy so pretty. His head of brown curls, his
slim body, his eyes that would meet Renly's with such ardor... Renly forced
himself to ignore the way the boy practically smoldered at him, until a moment
came when he could no longer pretend he felt nothing in return.
Loras was helping him undress for the night. Renly would later tell himself
that he had drunk too much at the table that evening, but in truth he had had
no more than his usual amount. But whatever the reason, he fumbled with the
laces of his breeches, and Loras, ever helpful, put aside the shirt he had been
folding and said, "Let me, my lord." The boy's fingers were skillful and
clever, and Renly felt his heart pounding in his throat as, despite all his
efforts to the contrary, he stiffened at Loras's touch.
"Enough," he told him half-heartedly, and tried to pull away, ending up seated
on the edge of his bed. Loras was blushing, but his eyes were bold, and he
refused to be deterred so easily. "You don't know what you're doing," Renly
tried to warn him, even as the boy knelt before him.
"But I do," Loras murmured. "I know you want this." He bowed his head over the
tip of Renly's engorged cock, and his tongue darted out, quick and eager, to
tease him. A moan broke free from Renly's throat even as he shook his head.
"No."
Loras drew back, confusion and hurt on his pretty face. "But... they say that
you... I thought you would understand."
Renly remembered how he had felt at that age, and the man who had finally made
that ache and hurt subside. "I do," he told Loras, taking his hand, already
sword-roughened despite his youth. "And I do want you. But not like this. Not
on your knees like a servant." And he drew his squire atop him and into his
bed.
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