Good Behavior
“Know what happens to good boys, Aethas? They’re forgiven.”
Or, the one where Halduron, on request, smacks Aethas silly but after many hugs and kisses Aethas feels better than he did before.[Halduron/Aethas, NSFW, AO3, Ko-fi]
Written for @syrosaur, for the love of all things holy please do check them out! Their art is absolutely stunning <3 Also yes hi hello I do comms lol. Anyway. Enjoy the good good boys!
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The rug beneath Aethas’ bare feet is plush and dirt-free, in spite of the boots that cross it daily. One of those very same boots rests on a knee, the other is firm on the ground: the knee not supporting a resting ankle instead supports an elbow, which leads up an arm to a fist, upon which Halduron Brightwing’s chin rests.
Aethas’ own hands grip his elbows behind him, forearms at the small of his back. No bonds except his word. The rug is enchanted, Aethas thinks, a common enough household spell used in any home that can afford to. Rejecting dirt, keeping cleaning simple and maintaining color and shape for longer.
“Something interesting down there?” Halduron drawls sarcastically.