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"Shadowheart draped the coat over a chair and moved quickly to warm herself in front of the fire. It was the only source of light in the room and the glow of it highlighted the delicate curves of her body, her tight clothing leaving so little to the imagination. It made Astarion’s mouth water. "
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Astarion gets dragged along to the Winter Solstice Festival, and Shadowheart keeps him company. When she gets too cold to be outside, he so generously offers to warm her up.Bookmarked by melon_head3
19 Feb 2024
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"No matter how desperate I get," Shadowheart says through gritted teeth, "I'm not that desperate."
But her body is betraying her. It's responding to Lae'zel's suggestion, rising like a well-stoked fire, and Lae'zel lowers herself to the ground near Shadowheart's feet. Shadowheart's legs shift to accommodate her in an instinct so bone-deep that she can't stop it before Lae'zel is filling the space.
"Give in to your desires, istik. Submit to me. In my experience," Lae'zel says, crawling slowly up Shadowheart's willing body, "the hatred will only make it sweeter."
And then Shadowheart is being kissed so thoroughly that she forgets her own name.
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Shadowheart doesn't know much about her past, or her future, or even who she is beyond what Shar asks of her. But she knows one thing. She hates Lae'zel. She hates her so much that the gith hardly leaves her mind, and there's nothing that could possibly change that.
A tale of misplaced hatred, building trust, and finding new purpose.
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