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    “Henry! Do you doubt my bedroom prowess?”

    His page set him with a withered look, though his eyes dropped down Hans’ body quicker than the snap of a branch; skimming the outline of him through his attire, peeking at the bottom of his pourpoint as if to assess his claim. Hans let his legs open a little wider; confident, smug. Henry blinked and brought his gaze back up in an instant, cheeks a faint shade of pink.

    “I think you exaggerate.”

    or: hans learns henry is inexperienced. hans considers himself something of a sexpert. cue a very involved and highly heterosexual discussion of intimacy.
    intimacy with a girl.
    obviously.

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    08 May 2026

  2. Rec 8

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    But there were a few that Henry had figured out for himself. Rules so unspoken that he’d wager Hans wasn’t even aware of them. Rules about what sort of relationship they were allowed to have with each other.

    His ma and Radzig had loved each other, but the difference in their stations had prevented them from marrying. So too was friendship made complicated by class.

    Hans was Henry’s lord. He wasn’t his friend. Henry wasn’t allowed to consider him his friend.

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    30 Mar 2026

  3. Rec 29

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    “Hans.”

    Silence falls at last, sudden and complete. They stand facing one another, close enough now that Henry can see the pulse fluttering at Hans’ throat. Close enough to see the way his hands tremble, just slightly, at his sides. Henry steps forward and sets the book firmly on the bed between them. He straightens, meeting Hans’ eyes at last.

    “I know you wrote this,” he says.

    Hans’ carefully assembled mask falters, its edges cracking to reveal a sharp pain behind his eyes. Then he laughs, once, short and broken, and drags a hand through his hair. Behind it all, a small and delicate flicker of something remains, a trembling ounce of hope.
    “How,” Hans stops himself, taking a deep breath before continuing, “how much of it did you read?”

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    “All of it.”

    OR: What if that book and potion we find under Hans’ bed in the Devil’s Den were ACTUALLY his (and written about a certain someone), and Henry finds it…?

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    15 Feb 2026

  4. Rec 35

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    Hans sat up on his knees, staring down at Henry’s fallen form strewn between his thighs; arms above his head, hands open and empty, the boy’s sword now lost to the floor and forgotten entirely.

    Caged like a beast beneath his lord.

    Yield.”

    or: hans and henry have a friendly duel. nothing untoward or even remotely frotting-whilst-wearing-armour adjacent occurs.

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    28 Jan 2026

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    "See? I just knew it," Hans says, poking Henry's chest. "I knew you’d be too damn hairy. Look at all this. You're practically a barbarian."

    Henry's snort is fond when it leaves his lungs, more exhale than sound. "You're hairy too," he offers graciously, flicking his eyes down a pale chest. His memory conjures up images of blond tufts—darkened with water, clustered beneath a navel, peeking coyly from under an armpit—before he banishes them. "It's just hard to see on your arms and legs, cause your hair is so fine. It makes your skin look soft," he adds, crazily, airing a thought that should have been kept barred and bolted.

    "Do you think about my skin often, blacksmith's boy?"

    "No." Henry is distracted; Hans's finger is twisting around his chest hair, an entirely new sensation for Henry's body. His spine tingles. "Maybe. I dunno."

    Hans keeps insisting that Henry share his bed. A very normal and platonic thing to do.

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    12 Jan 2026