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Title: we were never the boys we were
Pairing: Jon/Robb
Rating: R
Words: ~1,200
Summary: Jon thinks of the way Robb looks when he sleeps, his eyes closed and pillow creases on his cheek..
Notes: Written for asoiafkinkmeme and the prompt The moment when they realize that they have deeper feelings for each other than normal brothers and that everything they've been doing is more than just sexual experimentation.



( we were never the boys we were )

Title: hidden underneath
Pairing: Jon/Robb
Rating: NC-17
Words: ~1,100
Summary: Robb knows he shouldn't kiss Jon right now, not this close to supper, not when so many men are still milling around in the yard, but they are all alone in the armory, nothing but dust and shadows and Theon's voice outside the window, and Jon smiles when Robb's hand slides over his hip, his head tilting as his beautiful mouth curves at the corners, his eyes narrowing as if he is daring Robb to do it.
Notes: Written for asoiafkinkmeme, and the prompt Jon/Robb, blowjobs under the table at supper. This one is honey_wheeler's fault, ever last word of it.


( hidden underneath )

Title: the movement of a hand
Pairing: Jon/Robb
Rating: NC17
Words: ~1,400
summary: Jon snorted quietly and leaned across the table again, catching Robb's arm as he tried to steal back his wine cup, his thumb brushing the inside of Robb's wrist. Robb's breath caught, the heat in his belly flaring up into his chest, itching at something under his skin; he slid his hand up Jon's thigh, smiling at the soft, startled sound Jon made in the back of his throat.
Notes: Written for asoiafkinkmeme, for the prompt Jon/Robb, secret handjobs under the table at supper. Like I could say no to something like that. Originally posted here.


( the movement of a hand )

Title: dew in the grass (the garden that you planted)
Pairing: Jon/Robb
Rating: NC17
Words: ~1,400
Summary: The godswood is silent, ancient trees stretching up above them; they shouldn't be doing this here, where the face is watching, where anyone could find them.
Notes: Written for the You Win or You Die Kink Meme, for the prompt Jon/Robb, in the godswood, in front of the heart tree. Originally posted here.


( dew in the grass (the garden that you planted) )