#🎭 to the victor goes the glory: request only muse interactions: satin flowers

[neithergodsnormen]

@worthyheir gets Satin

Annoyance filled Satin, he had not meant to end up in the castle, let alone on Dragonstone. His plan was to make his way to King's Landing, having picked something up in Pentos for the madam of the Gilded Doe. Instead, he had been re-routed to Dragonstone, a blockade apparently having gone up after his departure four months prior. He was brought into the keep, mentions of him going before the Prince of Dragonstone causing him to groan.

He did not expect to see a dark haired young man walk in, having expected the infamous rogue prince when the title was brought up. The king must have passed... but why is there a blockade? he thought, looking at the younger man. It seemed that the tides had shifted greatly while he was in Pentos. Satin shifted on his feet, holding his hands behind his back and standing to his full height.

This caused him to realize that the Prince was shorter than himself, something that was a reminder of the youth of the Targaryen before him. "I have done nothing wrong, my prince. I return to Westeros after months away. I am afraid that I do not know the state of affairs that have led to me being taken from my ship before making the proper port. Might I inquire what had occurred?"

[neithergodsnormen]

Laughter rings out from Satin as she starts to count on his fingers as well, Heighdan was certainly a customer that he enjoyed the company of the most. "Greenlander laws are the only ones that I know, beyond the few iron laws that you have told me about." He nuzzled closer when she brushed their noses.

"Is it considered kidnapping if he leaves with you willingly?" Long fingers trail through her blonde hair, a coy smile on his lips.

❝ How many rules have you broken since you met me? How many laws? ❞ - Satin for Heighden asked by @neithergodsnormen

Heighdan paused and started to count on her fingers, eventually reaching over to count on his fingers as well before pausing "Wait, greenlander laws or iron laws? Because it's a much lower number for iron laws." Her tone was teasing as she leaned into him, brushing their noses together.

"I mean I still haven't taken a salt husband, which I think for you greenlanders is kidnapping."

[neithergodsnormen]

@zoklaanogar gets Satin

He was going to hit Jon for this. The heartache, the fear, the grief. So many emotions had went through Satin in the last day and he wanted nothing more than to just curl against the younger man and cry until he had no more tears to give. He was never going to let Jon out of his sight again, and would always have a dagger ready for any who dared to raise a blade against Jon. Once the others had left the room, once he was alone with him...

"Don't ever do that to me again." Fists balled up and though he wanted nothing more than to slap Jon, Satin instead threw his arms around him instead. His voice shook as he spoke the next words, burying his face into the other man's shoulder. "I thought I was going to have to burn you, that I was going to be alone."

[neithergodsnormen]

@lvscinvs gets some Satin

Satin weaved his way through the street of steel, his plan was to get some customers to come to the brothel that his madam had sent him to. King's Landing was far different than Old Town, and he had to be careful of whom it was that he chose to entice to the brothel. He was one of the best at finding men who were lonely and in need of comfort, men who would likely relax after a good long pleasurable night was had.

As such, it was his task to bring the customers to the door. Brown eyes gazed around, landing on a slim figure with silver hair. Silver hair was not wholly uncommon in King's Landing, as it was not uncommon in Old Town. In both cities the noble house that ruled the city was not careful about where they spilled their seed, or how often. He knew of a silver haired Hightower who had fathered at least three bastards in his home brothel alone.

Due to this knowledge he did not think twice about approaching the man. The slim sex worker slid right beside the taller man and practically purred as he spoke. "What is someone handsome like yourself doing out and about all on their own?" He rocked on his toes, looking up, stilling when he saw the patch over the man's eye. Soft dark curls fell as he tilted his head to side to assess if he truly had stumbled upon a Targaryen prince.

[neithergodsnormen]

@adreamofsilk sent: ❝ do you never long for home? ❞ (Herra to Satin) 

house of the dragon starters    

Satin looked at the wildling woman at her question and a smile graced his lips. Did he miss Old Town? He certainly missed the warmer weather, but even now he knew that Old Town itself was becoming cold with the coming of winter. He did not miss what he did. While some lovers were enjoyable, many were not. Many of the men were rough on him, their shame at their own desire being translated into violence exacted on him. While they could not strike him, they would oft pull to hard on his hair or take him without a care in if it would hurt him. When his clients were female, there was always the threat of what they would claim if their copulation had been discovered. “No, I don’t think I ever will.”

[neithergodsnormen]

@astormofsilk sent: ❛ You’re telling me you saw… one of them.  ❜ Val to Satin 

° ✧ GAME OF THRONES PROMPTS. PART I.  

Satin rubbed the back of his neck, and shook his head to get black curls out of his eyes as he looked at the woman. When she had come to question him about the exotic things he had seen in Oldtown he had not expected her to take an interest in the white ravens of the Citadel. He rolled his shoulders slightly, trying to warm himself slightly. “Yeah, one of my customers was an acolyte in the Citadel and was tasked with their care.”

He pulled his long legs up to his chest, resting his boots on the edge of his seat as he thought back to that customer. He’d been quite young then, had just started to work the floor. “I think he was trying to entice me, or impress me. Thought that if I liked them that I would join the order and he could have me when he wished without needing to pay.” He remembered how much trouble that customer had gotten into when he’d been caught as having broken his vows after the ravens had mimicked moaning in pleasure. “They were beautiful, though, truly white and not just lacking color. Their eyes were still as black as any raven’s.”