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"My sweet Alvina, you’re smart I’ll give you that. The fact that you hid that you were a gur all this time is quite impressive." With a silent command the wolf places a paw on her broken rib and Alvina lets out a cry. |
"Now... answer my questions or risk yours and your men’s death... Why have you done this and where is my lover?" |
She held her composure maintaining eye contact, you could tell she was on a mission and wouldn’t do anything less than complete it. She sat silently, nothing more than her raspy breaths from the pain. |
"Very well." A smirk grew on your face, one of mischievousness that many poor souls have witnessed. With a flick of your wrist the wolf on top of the drow ripped through the man with ease, killing him instantly. His blood sprayed along the walls and across Alvina’s face. The suddenness of the drow’s death seemed to hav... |
Her voice was so faint you could barely hear her. "...people..." Signalling the wolf to press harder as you spoke "I need more than that darling." |
With a spit of blood to your face she finally spoke. "You killed our people Astarion, even after the ritual you killed more, you took so much from us...we wanted to take everything from you." |
From the venom in her words you knew what she was talking about. Those children that Cazador captured that you killed to ascend and then the group of gur that rushed you and your group after the ascension. You killed them all. |
Alvina must have worked here to find out what mattered to you... and she learned the only thing that ever truly mattered to you... Tav. |
You felt your jaw clench in anger. Trying to hide your nervousness for Tav safety and keeping your composure you held your dagger to Alvina’s throat and asked one more time. |
Speaking through gritted teeth "You left out the important part, where is Tav?!" |
Alvina started to laugh, even through her pain you could hear the hate in it. "I will never te–"You cut her off with a slice to her throat. You were done with her and those damn gur. |
Leaving her to bleed to death you commanded the wolves to start a search around the palace. You and the wolves followed Tav’s scent as long as you could but it has been covered by powdered ironvine. Those damn monster hunters. |
With what little scent you could smell it started to bring you towards Cazadors old office, you never liked being in this part of the palace. The disgusting smell of ironvine was getting stronger as you approached the door, you knew one of the gur were just behind the door. |
You started to do the triple knock just in case, then the door swung open. You didn’t see Tav but a human man with a wooden stake in his hand that had blood on the end of it. |
Your vision became red only seeing pure rage. You swear you flew across the room at the speed you pushed the man across the library into one of the bookshelves. Books showering down around the two of you. He was weak under your grip, you took a hold of the hand that was holding the stake, rotating it to stab him in his... |
You take a moment to breathe, letting the rage leave your body. You realize you’re in the library Tav was making for you. Every aspect of it represented her, the rows and rows of books, the plants in every available spot and all the trinkets the two of you collected on your travels. |
Out of the corner of your eye you see Goostarion atop the fireplace, moving towards it you let out a soft chuckle and feel a tear fall down your cheek. "No she's not gone’ you thought to yourself. Right as you turn to continue to search you hear it... the knock. |
You’re full of adrenaline with what just happened, the man had dropped the stake when you both heard a scream from somewhere else in the palace and it had wounded your leg drawing some blood. He reached in and grabbed the stake and closed the room, you were trapped in the dark once again. Leaning against the wall you s... |
Until you heard a loud crash and an unknown number of books falling to the ground. Could this be Astarion? "Oh god please be Astarion’ you thought. You listened to the fight and noticed when it was only one set of footsteps making its way closer to wherever it was you were hidden. And then you heard it, your favourite ... |
Astarion’s laugh. |
You were struggling to breathe so shouting was out of the question, you resorted to slamming your head against the wall. You repeated the knock over and over, you weren’t going to stop until you passed out from hitting your head so many times. |
You lost count of how many times you had done the knock when the light started to shine, a silhouette you recognized above you. Astarion picked you up and brought you into the centre of the library, using his dagger he cut your binds and the collar around your neck. The two of you collapsed into each other in an embrac... |
Astarion held your face in his hands, your foreheads touching. His voice was shaky. "I thought I lost you, there was blood on that stake." |
"It hit my leg, i’m okay, i’m just relieved that you are okay." He kisses you, one that felt full of love and a need to be close. |
Embracing you in a hug you looked over Astarion’s shoulder and you looked back towards the fireplace, it looked to be a similar illusion to the hag’s fireplace back in the swamp, that must have been where you were stowed away. |
He turned your face back to his. "Love I am never letting anyone that I cannot command into this palace again, even if that means turning our friends into spawn." You giggled, the sense of relief making its way through you now that you knew you were safe. "Also, the library is gorgeous sweetheart." You smiled looking i... |
Astarion’s eyes narrowed, anger filling his eyes, you didn’t know why until you heard a cough from behind you. The human man was still alive somehow. |
You gave each other a knowing look and both launched at the man, fangs barred and ready. You each took a side of his neck and drained him dry, I mean you were expecting a meal tonight anyways. |
Once the man was truly dead, Astarion threw his body aside and grabbed you by your waist. His eyes full of lust finally having you back in his hands and a meal. |
As he was twirling a piece of your hair between his fingers he looked down to what you were wearing. "Let’s get you out of that ridiculous yet delicious outfit darling." You smiled and nodded, your silent acknowledgement was enough for Astarion to pick you up bridal style and carry you towards your bedchambers. This ni... |
Astarion kicked open the door while still carrying you, the loud thud made you jump but he held onto you with his strong grip. He placed you onto your bed so gently as if you were to break if he was to drop you too hard. He laid down beside, now face to face you two sat in silence moving your arms around each other fee... |
Astarion held your cheek with his hand, slowly moving his thumb along your lower lip. Looking deeply into your eyes, you leaned into the warmth, happy to be in his arms again. |
"Darling...my love... you are my life...I want to spend the rest of eternity with you safe here in our room." |
You smile, feeling nothing but love from him. The fear you both felt over this experience was one that you knew would bring you closer. |
"Astarion, that is a little impractical, as much as I would love to do that–" He cuts you off with a kiss, it's deep and passionate, one full of love. You fall deeper into his embrace continuing the kiss as you feel him go to remove your clothing, you help him in removing his. |
Astarion moved slowly down along your body, leaving kisses and bites in a trail down to your core, you let out whimpers and moans with every touch. You could feel the ever growing wetness dampen between your thighs, the closer he got to your core you could feel your eagerness grow. |
He starts planting kisses along your inner thighs. You feel as he moves his fingers teasing your entrance. "Please Astarion" leaves your lips almost at a whisper. |
You could feel him grin against your thigh and at the same moment he pressed two fingers into you while sinking his fangs into thigh. Your back arched from the amazing sensation, once he got his fill he moved his mouth towards your clit making you moan his name. You felt your peak coming closer as he curled his fingers... |
"I'm going to come!" |
"Come for me my sweet." He added a third finger and it was enough to push you over the edge. Your vision blurred and your fingers laced into his silver locks. A slur of swear words and attempts to say his name left your lips as you rode out your orgasm till you were getting to be overstimulated. |
Astarion sat up looking over your naked body, breathing heavily. Making eye contact with you as he licked his fingers of your juices. |
"Mhmm delicious." He had a devilish smirk with lust filled eyes. |
You couldn’t wait any longer, you reached up around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips made you let out a moan. He moves to kiss along your neck "Astarion I need you inside of me...now!" |
"Anything for you darling" |
You felt him move the tip of his cock along your folds, making your hips buck up everytime it brushed past your clit. With a quick push Astarion entered you up to the hilt. Both of you let out a loud moan at the sudden impact. |
He started at a gentle pace to get a better sense of how both of you were feeling after the long day, but you knew you could take all he wanted to give you. You gave a wicked grin to Astarion before wrapping your hand around his neck bringing his forehead against yours. |
"Astarion i’m not going to break, now fuck me till I see stars!" Astarion let out a laugh as he folded your legs into your chest to hit you deep in your core. "That's my girl." |
With that he started a deep and hard pace, moans escaping with each thrust. He moved his hands, one to have a hold around your throat and one trailed down to your clit. All the sensations were bringing you closer to your second orgasm. |
His thrusts started to become harder and more erratic, you knew he was getting close. "As-astarion...ppl-please...fuck..." you don’t even know what you were asking for, just wanting everything from him. |
The hand on your throat moved to grab your arm, bringing your wrist up to his mouth kissing it while looking to you for approval. You enthusiastically nodded, he sank his fangs into your wrist pushing you over the edge, coming undone from everything being done to you. Astarion followed shortly after coming inside of yo... |
Astarion finally removed himself from you with a hiss, he laid down next to you and you moved to rest your head on his chest. He started to move his hands making random patterns along your arm. Your eyelids felt heavy as you relaxed in Astarion’s arms. |
"My love, why don’t we get cleaned up before going to bed." You agreed with a nod slowly bringing yourself to sit on the edge of the bed facing the bath. Astarion commanded a skeleton staff to fill the bath for you both, it was ready to go within minutes. Astarion dismissed the staff and you started to walk to the bath... |
Astarion saw your legs wobble and promptly picked you up before placing you back down in the warm bath. You felt your body sting from your various cuts, bruises and sore muscles. Astarion followed soon after sitting beside you, you could tell from the look on his face that he was also feeling the aches of the recent ev... |
Leaning against each other in a comfortable silence you looked over to Astarion and could see tears going down his cheeks. Your heart ached at the sight, you moved to sit on his lap holding his face in your hands, you placed your forehead to his. "Love, I am here, everything is okay." You said while wiping some of his ... |
"I’m sorry darling...I just...I can never lose you and I thought I did tonight..." |
"I never want to lose you either and you never will. You are my forever." |
You placed little kisses all around his cheeks, nose and lips to get him to smile, you were successful once he let out a soft laugh and he hugged you. While hugging you, you were able to reach behind him to get a washcloth and soap. You both washed each other being careful around any wounds. Once you were clean and out... |
The two of you never left each other's side for the next couple weeks, finding it hard to trust even those you’ve known for a long time. Thinking to the future you didn’t think you two would play the game ever again but you were okay with that. |
Normally, separating out the spoils of a dungeon delve gone well yields nothing more than a few potions, perhaps a scroll, and occasionally a neat magical object that nobody is sure who should have. That's the worst part in Shadowheart's mind, all that needless bickering. She enjoys it for a while, but then it becomes ... |
But it's different after the cleansing of the Temple of Bhaal underneath Baldur's Gate. The usual trinkets line their table in the Elfsong, everyone picking over them. The usual, that is, save two that catch her eye immediately. |
"Ah yes, this is an elvish comforter," Gale explains, flicking a wand with a broad nub on one end in the air. The tip is rounded and looks smooth to the touch. "Excellent for soothing aches of the back, joint pains, and really any sort of physical malady that may contract the muscles." |
"You sure that's what that is?" Karlach asks with a laugh. |
"Yes, Gale, are you sure? But you are truly the brightest wizard of this or any age, so how could you be wrong?" Shadowheart laces her question with as much sarcasm as she can muster. |
Asheera barks a laugh and glances at Gale, her eyes drifting to the wand in Gondian curiosity over an intriguing new find. "I, um, wonder if it has any other purposes? You know, non-traditional ones. Preferably used in private." |
Eying the artifact again with a lilt of one brow, Gale speaks a word in his arcane language and the nub whirs to life with fast, automatic, circular strokes. All of the women stare at it until Gale utters another word of power, stopping the mesmerizing object from spinning any longer. When he turns back to everyone wit... |
"Yes, explain it to me clearly how this contraption of yours works. Explain it in detail," growls Lae'zel, her slitting eyes intent on the wand, "including the speeds it can handle, and the method one would need to use in order to take it from you." |
"Darling, you wear your interest so obviously I thought you'd leap across the table for it," Astarion says, smirking. He tilts his head to the side, curling his lips into a devilish smile. "Have your many conquests of the women of Baldur's Gate not satisfied you enough?" |
"Chk! Speak not of it—!" |
"Think you could, erm," interrupts Karlach with her pupils wide, "duplicate one of these, Gale? With your wizardy business? Twiddle your fingers and make another one appear. Or three. However many of us there are? I've lost count." |
"Would you like one?" Wyll's question is quiet, and he grins at Karlach. "I think we can arrange that, should we find use of one." |
Their shared smiles actually warm Shadowheart for a moment, but that wand... is far too enticing to look away from for long. She catches Asheera's gaze as she swings back to look to the whirring end, and there's a flicker of recognition across her features. A set to her jaw and squint in her eyes that tells Shadowheart... |
And Shadowheart has to cross her legs because of it. |
She has to keep her thighs close and her mouth shut. Deep breaths follow, even and patient ones practiced as a Sharran when stealth is required and breathing must be quiet. It's not terribly surprising how often her training comes in handy when trying to not look like a horny idiot. |
"I'm not sure why this is such an important artifact to you all?" Gale turns his gaze around the room, and Wyll only offers a shake of his head with lips tucked together so as not to smile. "Come now, please! I do not take kindly to being treated the village fool." |
A gaggle of joking comments erupt afterward. Gale realizes his mistake and yet nobody tells him directly why this is so funny to them. |
The only one silent is Asheera, standing next to Gale and at the far end of the table across from Shadowheart. But she isn't looking at the artifact anymore, instead glaring at Shadowheart with hard set eyes and a clenched jaw. Her tusks brush up against her lips with heavy breaths before she turns to Gale and rips the... |
"Will you all shut up? Gale, go ask someone at the Caress what this is for," she says to the room before leaving with the magic item tucked into a satchel. |
"Yes, Gale, do that," Shadowheart agrees, standing up and scanning the table for the other of the interesting accessories acquired in the temple. She winds a long coil of rope around her arm and makes to leave. Before she goes, she says to Wyll, "And be a dear for Karlach. Read page one-hundred and thirty-nine of that ... |
"Oh, of course I could. I guess," Wyll mumbles. Then it dawns on him as his eyes widen and he remembers the latest of their trades of smutty romance works. "Oh!" |
With that, and a wink to a thoroughly confused Karlach, Shadowheart leaves to join her lover with that eye-catching wand. |
Within the Room of Patience, the specialty room of the Caress they've used numerous times now, Asheera stretches out the length of rope against Shadowheart's already nude form. She tests its flex on her arms, on her hips, and again on her thighs and breasts. There she stays a while, hands drifting to nipples playfully.... |
Hand withdrawn, Shadowheart can focus on reality instead of collapsing into a world of pinching fingertips. |
"All done with sizing me up?" she asks, a roguish curl to her smile that Asheera quickly kisses. "Or did you plan on using our precious little treasure eventually?" |
"Mmm," Asheera grunts, pulling the rope flush with the curves under Shadowheart's breasts. She nods. "Yeah, OK. That should work. You're fine with this, right?" |
"If I knew what this was, I might be more amenable." |
"Ah, of course." Shadowheart nods, tapping her temple with a finger before crossing her arms. "Why didn't I think of that? Are you suddenly denser than a Tyrran? No. What are you going to do to me, specifically?" |
"Oh." Asheera laughs, pointing up at the ceiling where a hook hangs from a low cross-beam. "Tie the rope there, secure you by one leg and right on your chest. Right here—" She draws a cross-work image between and under Shadowheart's breasts. She smiles when Shadowheart shudders. "Then you can still balance on the floor... |
As Asheera begins looping the rope on the hook above, Shadowheart gulps. "The rest?" she asks. |
"You're smart. Think about the wand, think about how your legs will be spread for me while you swing, helpless," Asheera explains, focusing her gaze entirely on the rope so that she can't see Shadowheart's drooping lids and thighs moving together of their own accord. "Maybe more. Same as always?" |
"Gond." Shadowheart nods. The name of Asheera's god has worked for them before, so there's no reason to change the safety command. "When you say helpless... how helpless?" |
Asheera begins tying off the rope in a harness around Shadowheart's chest. She works impossibly fast, spurred on by her god, no doubt. She explains as she works knots with impeccable care, "I plan on tying your arms as well. As helpless as I want you to be. All spread for me." |
"As wide as you can make me," Shadowheart breathes, already feeling compressions along her chest. Nothing that steals her breaths, but enough to tell her she's being held. |
With the rest of the suspension complete, Asheera kissing her gently on the hips and chest and mouth as her insistent reassurance, Shadowheart twirls on her momentum in a circle in the center of the Room of Patience. As she spins, the world in the Room of Patience slows to a crawl. From where she dangles, her body tilt... |
"Of course a Gondian would get this right on her first try," Shadowheart says through quickened breaths. |
"I told you I was in the navy." Asheera chuckles. "You learn quite a few interesting knots in the service, Shadowheart." |
"Well, Asheera, did you string up women all the time on your precious little ships, or was I your first?" |
"The first," Asheera says confidently. "I've been practicing on wooden dummies for a couple days." |
Shrugging, Asheera says, "I figured it would be sooner rather than later." |
"Sooner has come beautifully quick." |
"Yeah. And one quick question. Is it all right if I try some... new words today?" Asheera asks, a tinge of worry clear in her eyes. |
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