theoldguardkinkmeme | Prompt Post #19

Prompt Post #19

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Galib was proud of his new promotion, to be a member of the Royal family’s private guard was an honour beyond the imagining of most common soldiers. Galib had secured the King’s regard when he had spotted an ambush intended for the King’s sister. Having ensured the princess’s safety, the King had requested to speak with him in person and had been impressed with how Galib had seen the signs of an ambush missed by the others in the Princess’s entourage.

Galib had not foreseen his current situation, discussing plans and protocols with the others in the guard, under the watchful gaze of the King and his concubine. The King yes, of course, but his bed warmer? Galib couldn’t understand why the man was privy to these meetings.

He tries not to let his eye wander over to where the man is reclining in an indolent sprawl on a pile of silks and cushions.

There had been much speculation when King Yusuf had brought the man into the palace. Rumour had it the man had been a priest, although Galib found this impossible to believe. The King could have his pick of men and women, why choose this tall, gangly limbed stranger from another land, with his peculiar pale eyes and unfathomable accent. However, King Yusuf made it clear that this man was his first and only choice, and Nicolo took his place in the palace, and the King’s bed.

When the King walks over to Nicolo and sits beside him, Galib has no choice but to direct his gaze there. The King’s dark eyes hold a warmth that makes them relatively easy to handle, but the kohl rimmed stare of his concubine is entirely another matter.

Galib tries not to fidget under the weight of that unfathomable gaze. The King whispers something into Nicolo’s ear and Galib feels his own neck prickle with heat when Nicolo’s lips curl up with a sly, knowing smile.

The pair continue to exchange whispers, too low to be decipherable even within the close confines of the room.

Galib is relieved he isn’t the only one affected when Asbat, another new recruit, falters when giving his report.

Yusuf frowns.

“Continue.”

Asbat does as he is ordered, but his gaze keeps flitting toward the man currently whispering into the King’s ear.

Galib cannot help but feel he is intruding on something a private, especially when the King’s fingers start to draw circles on Nicolo’s left thigh, and the man spreads his legs wider in response.

Finally, the briefing is over, and they are dismissed. Galib cannot help but sigh loudly as they step out into the relatively cool air of the corridor.

Majlad, their commanding officer, shoots him a surprisingly sympathetic look.

“You’d best get used to that, boy.”

“So, he is always there?”

It is Asbat who asks, unable to hide his horror.

There is no mistaking who ‘he’ is.

Majlad nods gravely.

“Every briefing. Once he was late and the King made us wait until he arrived.”

Asbat and Galib exchange baffled looks.

“But why?”

Majlad looks sternly at them both.

“It is not our place to question such things. If his Majesty wishes him to be present. Then he will be present. That’s all there is to it.”

The two young men nod quickly and vigorously, not wanting to incur their commander’s displeasure, even if it makes no sense to them.

Majlad dismisses them with a final warning.

“I hope I don’t need to remind you that whatever happens in these meeting it doesn’t travel beyond those of us who are in attendance.”

“Sir. Yes, sir!”

Satisfied, he send them on their way.

Yes, yes and YES.

Also: Yes please and Hell yeah!

Battle of wits, dominant Nicky, Joe being pretty in shackles...

Oh, I want this. I want it BADLY. 🔥

Sometimes Andy’s just in the mood to rail the whole team, one by one. Nobody is objecting.

After Booker is back with the team, everyone can see that he and Nile would be good for each other—but neither one seems to be willing to make the first move or even to have realised their feelings.

The rest of the team enacts elaborate plans to get them together—and of course bets on whose plan will work/how long it will take!

+100!

+1000000000

Trying for a canon/historical take on this prompt.

1 of 3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29618733

I can totally picture Andy making up some fake mission to force Nile & Booker to pretend to be an undercover couple, hoping it will spiral into the real thing 😆

+10000000

Nicky and Joe tried to have an open relationship at some point but decided pretty quickly that it wasn’t for them because they really didn’t want to sleep with anyone but each other. What they did enjoy though, and Nicky in particular, was cuddling with lots of different people and so now they’re back to monogamy but Nicky is the team‘s unofficial cuddle partner.

+100000

Set sometime well into some kind of future where group sex/parties of an explicitly sexual nature have come back into vogue, The older four have lived through this particular trend cycle before and are glad to see it return because its generally a good sign re: people being accepting of each other, But Booker and Nile while hardly prudish, are definitely experiencing some culture shock. The other couples help them acclimate.

"So, what do you think?"

"Of the new recruits?"

Yusuf nods and waits patiently for Nicolo's reply; he knows Nicolo likes to consider his words carefully before speaking.

"Ahmed is too easily distracted, he must be trained out of that trait if he is to remain with the guard. Galib has again proven himself to be observant, and unlike Ahmed, he is able to keep his focus."

Yusuf huffs out a laugh.

"I don't know, I thought he was going to swallow his tongue when you spread your legs for me."

Nicolo looks away, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yes, well," he mutters. "We can allow for that, I think.”

Yusuf is instantly contrite.

“I am sorry, my friend. I did not mean to cause you any discomfort.”

He steps closer, placing a hand on Nicolo’s forearm.

“Forgive me?”

Nicolo’s lips twitch in a smile.

“There is nothing to forgive. This façade was my idea, remember?”

Yes, Yusuf thinks, but it is I who seems to be getting the better side of this bargain.

For almost a year they have kept up the pretence that Nicolo merely serves as a distraction from the rigours of Kingship. More than a year since Yusuf had come to realise that his half-brother, Jafar, is plotting to take his throne.

The head of his mother's personal guard, Andromache, was the one to tell him about Nicolo, a former priest turned hermit, who had come to her aid several years ago when she was set upon by bandits. He had helped fight off her attackers and had then seen to her wounds and provided shelter until she was well enough to travel. Grateful for his timely assistance and intrigued by the soft spoken, but deadly stranger, she had come to form a close friendship with him.

Who better than a stranger, Andromache put forward, if you don’t know who to trust within your own walls?

Between them they had hatched a plan to have Nicolo act as Yusuf’s eyes and ears. With his barely clothed body anointed with fragrant oils, Nicolo certainly turned heads, but it was an effective way of hiding in plain sight. People assumed that he was no more than a vapid bed warmer. Certainly, the normally suspicious Jafar had dismissed him on sight.

But, as Yusuf soon discovers, Nicolo has an incredibly perceptive mind and a near uncanny ability to read people. Initially just engaged to listen and observe, when Nicolo starts to offer some of his insights and suggestions, Yusuf realises the man has a gift for military strategy.

He insists on making Nicolo his chief military advisor, albeit in secret. He certainly doesn’t trust the current head of the military, since tradition dictates that his half-brother has that role.

Of course, he has the authority to veto his brother’s commands, but he prefers not to do so directly. He doesn’t want it to look like he is disregarding his brother’s advice and acting as a dictator. Instead, Yusuf out manoeuvres him, leaving Jafar no choice but to back down or make a direct challenge for the throne. Since Jafar doesn’t, he clearly isn’t yet ready to play his hand.

“Yusuf?”

It takes Yusuf a moment to realise that Nicolo has been speaking.

“Sorry, I missed what you said. Tell me again?”

Nicolo’s forehead furrows in concern.

“You’re tired.”

“No-” Yusuf starts to deny it, but one look at Nicolo’s expression tells him he isn’t going to get away with that. “Well, yes, perhaps a little.”

“Jafar?”

“He wants to take our forces into the Western hills.”

Nicolo makes a noise of angry disgust.

“What? He wants to throw out our treaty with the tribes? When they would be our allies against those who would invade from the Western shores.”

“That is what I told him, but he insists that the mines in the hills were ours in the time of our grandfather and they should be ours again, and there are those who will agree with him.”

“And do you agree with him?”

Yusuf gives him a weary smile and Nicolo deflates.

“No, of course you don’t. I’m sorry, my friend. I shouldn’t doubt you. When did Jafar tell you this?”

Yusuf feels warmed by Nicolo’s protective tone. He knows the other man dislikes hearing that he has been alone with his brother. It is virtually impossible for Nicolo to be with him twenty-four hours a day, but that doesn’t stop Nicolo from trying.

“Last night, when I was bathing.”

“He dared to speak with you when you were in your bath!” Nicolo exclaims, indignant on Yusuf’s behalf.

“He is my brother.”

“Half-brother,” Nicolo corrects. “And I am yet to see any sign that he is related to you.”

Yusuf has to grin at that. For while it is certainly true that he and Jafar could not be more different in character, Jafar looks enough like him that they could be mistaken for twins.

Nicolo snorts at the ridiculousness of his own statement, and both men descend into very unstatesmanlike giggling.

“Perhaps he engaged the services of a Djinn,” says Yusuf, between laughter. “To conjure himself a face to match my own.”

“If such creatures existed, I wouldn’t put it past him,” says Nicolo.

Their amusement recedes as they return to the problem in hand. Namely, Jafar’s desire to take back the territory currently held by the tribesmen who inhabit the hills to the West.

“My grandfather gave them that land to secure a peace, and to ensure that those who travel through the hills to reach the ports on the Western shores can do so without fear of attack.”

“I know,” says Nicolo, gravely.

“They are few in number, but they know that land, to engage them in a fight is pure folly.”

Yusuf knows the reasons why his grandfather had been willing to give up the mines. He had grown weary of losing men to the constant skirmishes, and the tribesmen had become adept at ambushing the caravans when they tried to transport goods to the ports. The tribes had a former claim to the territory, and they argued that the mining activity was spoiling their water supplies.

“We need to find out who supports Jafar in this. Unless you already know?”

Yusuf shakes his head.

“I cannot be certain, not without proof. But he is too confident this time. I fear he is close to making his play, and I do not know who to trust.”

Nicolo takes Yusuf’s hand and places it on his own chest, over his heart.

“Trust me. For I am loyal to you even unto death. I will discover the names of all those who would choose to stand by him in this foolhardy venture. He will not succeed.”

Yusuf’s mouth is dry, he can feel the warmth of Nicolo’s skin through the flimsy garment.

“Thank you. I... I do not know what I would do without you,” he admits.

“Entertain Jafar while you bathe, apparently,” says Nicolo. His dry comment is punctuated by a determined scowl. “He will not do that again.”

Yusuf wants to ask how Nicolo plans to stop him, but is rather afraid of what the answer will be.

INTERETING.

Inspired by this prompt in the fourth post (https://theoldguardkinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/2487.html?thread=399287#cmt399287):
"Nicolo is either one of the princes who came to court princesse Jasmine or a member of a royal family who’s accompanying the prince. Jafar sees him and decides that this princeling will be his and starts his own courtship."
Anyway, I'm now obsessed with the idea of Jafar offering Nicolo jewels shaped like snakes (armband, bracelet, ring, whatever you prefer!) and poor Nicolo not knowing how to deal with this without offending his hosts, while fully realizing that this gift has a very possessive aspect (the guy walks arounf with a snake staff! it's not hard to make the connection)
If you want to add Yusuf, by all means, the more the merrier!

Once upon a time they ended up in a cave with some cursed artifacts or alien technology and suddenly Booker had a boner that wouldn’t go away and Joe and Nicky got tired of hearing him jerk himself raw in misery and decided to help a bro out.

Whatever that means to you. Maybe they both helped or maybe one helped and the other kept guard? Or maybe they took turns? Free rein.

+Bonus - And then maybe the aftermath. Is it something they joke about? Or is it something that’s is never mentioned again out of guilt and shame? Or is it something that sparks a tradition of inviting Booker into their bed?

Lay it on me.

Okay but imagine if this took place when Sam takes the mantle of Captain America?????unless op specifically wants Steve Rogers. Either way. Galaxy prompt.

+100000

Merrick's lab
Kozak is really excited about Andy's fertility
Keane is really excited about Andy in his hands

Please someone make this happens!

Nile is innocently channel surfing one day, gets three seconds into an episode of Say Yes to the Dress, and then Nicky comes diving out of nowhere to rip the remote out of her hands and change it to some random sports game before Joe hears the theme music. TLC is banned in all safe houses lest Joe get WAY too into planning his and Nicky's 74th wedding. Joe has OPINIONS about bridesmaids dresses, and none of the guard wants to hear them ever again. Ever.

Please do, I'm basically salivating about it but I can't find it

OP would be delighted if Nile could tell the rest of the team that Captain America is her uncle!! :D

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Prompt Post #19

1/? Re: Joe/Nicky royalty AU. My concubine? You mean my top advisor.

Re: Booker/Joe

Re: Nicky/Joe, General Nicky takes Joe as spoils of war (noncon/dubcon)

Andy/everyone, pegging

Re: Nile & Sam Wilson - Sam Wilson is the brother of Nile's mom - Crossover with Avengers

Book of Nile, mutual pining, matchmaking team

Re: Book of Nile, mutual pining, matchmaking team

Re: Book of Nile, mutual pining, matchmaking team

FILL: Joe/Nicky, Nicky learning to eat out trans!Joe

Re: Book of Nile, mutual pining, matchmaking team

Re: Joe/Nicky/Booker, Youtube-ish AU, DP

Nicky/Joe, Nicky & others, cuddling

Re: Andy/everyone, pegging

Team&Booker/Nile+J/N-A/Q: Future Orgies

2/? Re: Joe/Nicky royalty AU. My concubine? You mean my top advisor.

Re: Team&Booker/Nile+J/N-A/Q: Future Orgies

Jafar/Nicky, Snake jewellery courtship

Joe/Booker/Nicky - Magic/Aliens made them do it

Re: Nile & Sam Wilson - Sam Wilson is the brother of Nile's mom - Crossover with Avengers

Andy/Keane , forced pregnancy

Re: Andy/Keane , forced pregnancy

Joe/Nicky, Joe has an unhealthy obsession with wedding shows

Re: Forcible sperm extraction (non con medical procedure) Nicky and Kozak.

Re: Joe/Nicky, Joe has an unhealthy obsession with wedding shows

Re: Nile & Sam Wilson - Sam Wilson is the brother of Nile's mom - Crossover with Avengers