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At the Szarr's palace, which not many have had the privilege of coming in, the life of official Lucian Despar will turn upside down when what seemed to be a simple inspection turns into a maelstrom of dark encounters with certain pale elf.
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10 Jun 2024
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“We should come up with a plan,” Wyll begins. “A regimen, if you will. I’ll create a schedule of when you should be hunting, roughly every two days to start—”
A laugh cuts through Wyll’s words. Dark and bitter, more like a growl.
Astarion hisses, “Are you out of your sweet, gods damned mind? You’d really do that? Keep me on a schedule? Like…that? Genuinely?”
Wyll looks him dead in the eye. “Yes. I would.”
Wyll notices that Astarion does not feed himself like a proper vampire should. As a monster hunter, and as a companion in their tadpole travels, Wyll simply cannot let it stand. He offers to take charge of Astarion’s feeding habits.
It’s an offer in good faith.
And it is the start of a much more intimate arrangement between the two of them.
(Fill for the bg3 kinkmeme)
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31 May 2024
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Fill for the following prompt on the kink meme:
Cazador turns Petras, then finds out he’s never been with a man. In order to teach him, he has Petras fuck Astarion for “education.”
+ Marathon sex sustained by the compulsion
+ Astarion heavily dissociates
+ Astarion is not physically aroused at any point
+ Petras finds himself enjoying it…a LOT.
+ Petras is encouraged/compelled to be very roughhttps://baldurskink.dreamwidth.org/695.html?thread=338359&posted=1#cmt398263
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- Part 1 of Astarion spawn stuff
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29 May 2024
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Astarion lets his eyes slip closed, the words soaking into him. “Poor little Chosen,” he teases, studying the faint lines of the orb as they trickle down from his under eye. “He doesn’t know how to do anything but worship.”
“Let me show you. Please.”
“I like it when you beg.”
“Astarion.” His name is like honey, like chocolate, like wine. Something decadent, every syllable indulged. “I’ve already availed you of one of my talents this evening—“
“Cocky.”
“—and I am eager to avail you of another.”
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Astarion is not very good at asking for things. So how does he get what he wants?
He pushes, and he pushes, until the other person snaps.
He may have pushed too hard this time.
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- Part 2 of Baelor Universe
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30 Apr 2024