You could find everything you want in the South’s brothels, even what you did not know you wanted, and sometimes everything you needed. (au: Robb is a North king a bit at lost in the South, and Theon a skilled courtesan/prostitute who, maybe, used to be a Greyjoy.) bonus: Theon is witty and mouthy way above his station (but that’s why his clients like him)
Indiscretions 1/4heartlesskidsMay 10 2012, 11:57:08 UTC
He’d been referred here by Baelish and though he didn’t like the man, Robb couldn’t deny the appeal of a warm body. The whorehouse was a large one, fancy at that. The South grew more ridiculous as the days went on; he couldn’t imagine how much money had been poured into the delicate silk screens and the cream-colored walls. As he admired the setting, scantily-dressed women giggled to one another, one openly admiring his guard who awkwardly smiled back. “Good evening, Your Grace,” a woman beamed. She had dark, curling hair and sultry green eyes. “My name is Lela.” “Hello,” Robb said awkwardly, and she laughed. “Nervous?” she smiled, pressing a hand to his chest. He noticed though her hands were delicate, she put quite a bit of pressure against him. “Don’t be. We’ll do anything for someone like you.” Someone like me. It wasn’t the most pleasant thing to think about it. “I’d like a…” He lowered his voice. “A man, if you can
( ... )
Indiscretions 2/4heartlesskidsMay 10 2012, 12:00:24 UTC
Robb found himself a frequent guest of Bale’s, much to his own annoyance. Bale didn’t share his frustration, happily ogling Robb as he pleased. Sometimes they didn’t have sex (much to Bale’s annoyance) and instead ate fruit and talked. “Where are you from?” Robb asked, and Bale tensed. “Just a little village,” he smiled. Something about the way his eyes flickered made Robb doubt it. “Far near the sea, you wouldn’t know it.” “Tell me about it,” Robb said. Bale looked down. “It was ugly and cold,” he said baldly. “And gulls screamed everywhere.” He looked at his hands. “We dug for clams in shallow water, and sometimes we bought lemons.” “Sounds nice,” Robb offered. Bale pursed his lips. “It was,” he said tonelessly, and he looked away. -- Robb knew something was wrong the moment Lela looked at him. “Where’s Bale?” was the first thing he thought to say. Lela pursed her lips. “He’s not seeing anyone today,” she bit out. It had to be serious - she didn’t simper Your Grace.“I want to see him,” he said. Lela looked angry
( ... )
Indiscretions 3/4heartlesskidsMay 10 2012, 12:05:16 UTC
The next time Robb saw Bale, many of his bruises were fading. The cuts were nearly gone and he was splayed out naked on Robb’s bed, smiling like he belonged there. “Hello,” he chirped. Robb gaped. “Did you miss me?” “What are you doing here?” Robb hissed. It was the royal palace. Bale sat up and shrugged
( ... )
Indiscretions 4/4heartlesskidsMay 10 2012, 12:11:02 UTC
It was two days before he left for Winterfell and Robb hadn’t seen any lords or ladies. Instead he was at the brothel, glaring at a woman who had once been so friendly. Lela glared right back. “He doesn’t want to see you,” Lela said firmly, her shapely arms crossed. Robb frowned. “I just -” “He doesn’t want to see you,” she repeated coldly. And then: “Even whores have their limits, Your Grace
( ... )
Re: Indiscretions 4/4brighterloveMay 11 2012, 00:05:45 UTC
This was all kinds of awesome, and totally needs a continuation. I loved Lela in this. that line “This is a whorehouse,” Lela said, the utter picture of politeness. “We have no need for truth here.” was lile welp! Oh and Jon as Robb's Hand was brillant.
RE: Indiscretions 4/4sammythankyouJanuary 21 2023, 10:19:33 UTC
Robb as King (I like it when Robb is alive and crowned)? Theon as a prostitute (because I love my recurring themes)? And they make it work while staying IC? I'm sold. Like, sold sold
IC and writing style are my conditio sine qua non when it comes to fics, and you juggled them both in an effortless way. Bonus Hand!Jon <3 everything about this is fantastic! Thank you for sharing.
You could find everything you want in the South’s brothels, even what you did not know you wanted, and sometimes everything you needed.
(au: Robb is a North king a bit at lost in the South, and Theon a skilled courtesan/prostitute who, maybe, used to be a Greyjoy.)
bonus: Theon is witty and mouthy way above his station (but that’s why his clients like him)
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“Good evening, Your Grace,” a woman beamed. She had dark, curling hair and sultry green eyes. “My name is Lela.”
“Hello,” Robb said awkwardly, and she laughed.
“Nervous?” she smiled, pressing a hand to his chest. He noticed though her hands were delicate, she put quite a bit of pressure against him. “Don’t be. We’ll do anything for someone like you.”
Someone like me. It wasn’t the most pleasant thing to think about it. “I’d like a…” He lowered his voice. “A man, if you can ( ... )
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“Where are you from?” Robb asked, and Bale tensed.
“Just a little village,” he smiled. Something about the way his eyes flickered made Robb doubt it. “Far near the sea, you wouldn’t know it.”
“Tell me about it,” Robb said. Bale looked down.
“It was ugly and cold,” he said baldly. “And gulls screamed everywhere.” He looked at his hands. “We dug for clams in shallow water, and sometimes we bought lemons.”
“Sounds nice,” Robb offered. Bale pursed his lips.
“It was,” he said tonelessly, and he looked away.
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Robb knew something was wrong the moment Lela looked at him.
“Where’s Bale?” was the first thing he thought to say. Lela pursed her lips.
“He’s not seeing anyone today,” she bit out. It had to be serious - she didn’t simper Your Grace.“I want to see him,” he said. Lela looked angry ( ... )
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“Hello,” he chirped. Robb gaped. “Did you miss me?”
“What are you doing here?” Robb hissed. It was the royal palace. Bale sat up and shrugged ( ... )
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“He doesn’t want to see you,” Lela said firmly, her shapely arms crossed. Robb frowned.
“I just -”
“He doesn’t want to see you,” she repeated coldly. And then: “Even whores have their limits, Your Grace ( ... )
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This is awesome.
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PERFECTION!
everything about this is made of win
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Robb as King (I like it when Robb is alive and crowned)? Theon as a prostitute (because I love my recurring themes)? And they make it work while staying IC? I'm sold. Like, sold sold
IC and writing style are my conditio sine qua non when it comes to fics, and you juggled them both in an effortless way. Bonus Hand!Jon <3 everything about this is fantastic! Thank you for sharing.
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