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Astarion remained by the fire until the others went to bed as well. He put away the book he’d been perusing and retrieved the bottle of wine he’d discovered and hidden away. He found Tav reclined in one of the small dorms, a book propped up on one leg. She’d undressed to her underclothes and had taken her hair back dow... |
"This is written in Orcish, I have no idea what it says," she tossed the book behind the bed, clearly indicating she’d only been biding her time waiting for him. |
"I wanted to make sure the others had gone to bed before coming to you. I intend to put that lovely singing voice to use." |
"Is that so?" She slid out of bed. |
"I’d also been hiding this," he produced the bottle of wine from behind his back. He cracked open the aged seal and handed the bottle to her after taking a sip. She took a long swig, a bit of it dripping down her chin and neck. |
"You’re quite the mess, aren’t you," he smiled, taking her hand before she could wipe the wine away. |
"Allow me," he slid his tongue up her neck, tracing the trail of wine, the temptation to taste her nearly overwhelming. His tongue ended at her lips, slowly parting them. He took the bottle from her and took another drink before kissing her again. |
Astarion fell back on his usual routine of pleasure, that raw hunger of their first meeting gone. He gently pushed her back onto the bed, kneeling between her legs and pulling down her underpants. His tongue dove straight into her cunt, sending a shiver up her entire body. The moan she made echoed down the hallways. Sh... |
She remained breathless on the bed as he stood back up, looking her over. She sat up, keeping her eyes locked on his, her fingers going straight for the laces of his breeches. She eased his cock out, teasing her tongue up the shaft. She pushed back his foreskin and wrapped her lips around the head, taking him fully in... |
He was on the precipice of climax when she suddenly pulled away. He looked down at her with a wounded expression, wanting that release so badly. "I want you inside me again," she pleaded with him. |
"You’re a greedy little thing," he grasped her chin. He was irritated that she already wanted more from him instead of allowing him to finish. If she wanted to be selfish, he would make her beg. "Say please," he demanded, grabbing his cock and teasing it along her wet lips. |
"Please fuck me," she begged, flicking her tongue across his head hungrily. |
"You can do better than that bard," he gripped the hair at her nape, pulling himself deeper into her mouth. She made an impertinent noise, but her eyes told him she was enjoying this. She freed herself from him, spit dripping from her mouth. |
"I’ll swear a Devil’s pact to be on my back. When I’m confined to the hells, you’ll still hear my wails," she licked her lips. |
"Very clever," he smiled, truly amused by her quick thinking. "Stand up, you are on top this time." |
She happily obliged, springing to her feet as he pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his pants. He laid across the bed, his cock quivering with anticipation. She straddled him and took only a moment to guide him between her dripping thighs. They were out of sync, each so focused on their own pleasure that the... |
"Well, my dear, you’ve thoroughly worn me out," he casually put his arm behind his head to prop himself up. |
"I suppose I shouldn’t expect an Upper City type to have the stamina of those rough and tumble Lower City men. They can go all night," she pouted and climbed off him. |
"But none of them look half as good as me," he watched as she bent to pick up her underpants. "They don’t call it beauty sleep for nothing." She began gathering up her clothes and the scattered bits of her makeshift journal. "Going somewhere? This is your room after all." |
"Plenty of others to chose from, you look so comfortable," she turned back towards him with her arms full, but managed to kneel slightly to pick up the bottle of wine he’d set down. "Mind if I take the rest?" |
"Go ahead," he politely motioned. "Tasted plenty of red for the night." She smirked and said good night, padding away without another sound. |
He was pleased with how things went. He’d left her wanting more and shown that he wouldn’t just yield to her every desire. She’d be back and he’d continue his usual seduction. He knew rest would not come quickly, so he twisted around to grab the book she’d tossed aside. He glanced down at the spine, expecting to see Or... |
Rest did not come easy for our adventurers. The elves had the benefit of their four hour trances, but no one emerged from their dorms until well past first light. Tav was the last, despite heading to bed the earliest. She had tamed her thick hair into a large knot on the crown of her head and had managed to find clothe... |
Her eyes were bleary and she moved with the slowness of someone who’d either been awake most of the night or had too much to drink. Astarion approached her as she began to stuff her makeshift pack absentmindedly. He set down a comb he’d found while scavenging further in the chapel. "You look dreadful my dear," he said ... |
"No, I shared it with Gale," she lied, hoping to jab back at him a little for his dig at his appearance. She said it so dryly, he wasn’t sure if it was true or not. |
"I’m sure he enjoyed it as much as I did," he put some venom in his tone. She was free to sleep with whoever she wanted, as long as she could offer him protection from the others. There had been no mention of vampires at breakfast, so if she truly suspected anything, she was keeping it to herself. He decided to watch h... |
They took all they could carry, forced to leave behind the barrel of salted meat and far too many fine old books, according to Gale. It was a quiet walk this time. Everyone was too exhausted and stressed for banter and song. Barely a sound broke the air until early afternoon, when the clamor of arguing voices drew near... |
They approached the sound cautiously, finding two tieflings staring up at a large animal trap suspended in the air. No one was sure what they’d caught until Tav doubled over, another forced psychic connection ripping through her mind. "Get me out of here istik ," a voice called to her angrily. "Kill the devils." |
"Are you alright?" Gale held Tav as the connection ceased. Astarion was now almost certain they’d slept together. |
The tieflings noticed them and began heading their way. "It’s the gith that helped me escape from the ship. They must have trapped her," Tav held a hand over her eye, as if it lessened the pain at all. |
"Good," Shadowheart smirked at the trap. "One less thing to worry about." |
"More travelers?" The male tiefling called. "You’re lucky to have made it this far." |
"There’s been gith spotted along the road, goblins as well. It seems every nasty thing has somewhere to be," the female added. |
"There is worse coming," Tav regained her composure slightly. "Do you perhaps know of any shelter nearby? And a healer?" There was no indication either of them were infected, so they must be locals. |
"Aye, a large camp up the road, northwest of here. A healer and a few traders as well. You can journey with us if you like, the elements will take care of this one," the male looked back up at the trap for a moment. |
"We will make our way there," Tav thanked them. "We left behind some supplies at our last camp we could offer trade for." |
"Safe journey then," the female replied as the couple gathered up the few small animals they had caught and set off in the same direction they’d mentioned. |
Tav began to look for the rope that would let the trap down. "You really think it’s wise to release her?"Shadowheart wondered. "She’s dangerous." |
"She knows more about the mindflayers than any of us. Our problem may be more than a local healer can deal with," Tav replied, beginning to unwind the rope that sprung the trap. |
"If you insist," Shadowheart put a hand to her blade indicating that if the gith caused any issues, she would deal with it swiftly. |
They worked as a team, lowering the gith safely to the ground. She untangled herself from the net, swearing under her breath in githyanki. "It would have been quicker to kill them," she spat without a note of thanks. |
"You are welcome," Tav gathered the rope up for later use. "Glad to see you survived." |
"And I am glad the tadpole has left you with some sense left. The devils mentioned a man name Zorru, who has seen more of my people. He will lead us to them and we will soon be purified of our ghaik worms." |
"We already have a lead on a healer," Shadowheart dismissed her orders. |
"You really think this wood swamp healer can help? You are more ignorant than I thought." |
"Enough," Tav separated the women before things could get more tense. "We have options. Options are good. We can return to the chapel and pack up some more supplies to trade. If the healer is unable to help us, we will have the means for the journey to Lae’zel’s people." |
"Fine," Lae’zel narrowed her eyes. "Let us not waste a moment longer." |
They backtracked to the chapel, planning to remain for the night before heading for the camp at dawn. The healer’s services likely weren’t free and they only had the coin they carried on themselves at the time of their unexpected kidnapping. |
They were able to cobble together a cart from the discarded ones along the road and packed it full of as much as they could pull. They all retired to their dorms early, once finished with dinner. Astarion was surprised to find Tav waiting in his, instead of the one she’d moved to the night before. "I thought perhaps yo... |
"You still really think I have any interest in Gale?" She laughed. His jealousy was both endearing and annoying."You know people can just be nice without having ulterior motives." |
"Bards are notorious liars," he replied coldly, wondering if he should mention the book and get it all out in the air. |
"You haven’t exactly been forthcoming yourself," she challenged back. "Even Shadowheart has shared more with me." |
"You need only ask," he finally stepped inside. He was prepared to answer anything, yet her question still managed to catch him off guard. |
"Did you grow up in Baldur’s Gate? Any family there worried about you?" |
He swallowed hard, wondering why she was she asking about a life he could barely remember. He answered with the first half truth he could think of. |
"I grew up there, but my family left long ago." |
He thought his parents had left the city shortly after his burial, his sudden and brutal death too much to bear. But it had been difficult to get information then, as Cazador worked quickly to break down any will that remained in his newest spawn. Astarion had left that life buried long ago, but he continued on, descri... |
"And what of you, you seem, well traveled," he hadn’t meant it to sound like an implication of her lifestyle, but the bad memories she’d made him recall had added cruelness to his tone. |
"I am," she ignored his tone. "I’ve traveled quite a bit, but always maintained a little cottage in the Lower City." |
"No one waiting for you?" He asked even though he already knew the answer. The loneliness he’d felt in her mind still lingered in his. It was a secret kinship he felt with her. |
"Just a stray white cat who came and went as he pleased." |
She described the strange assortment of professions she’d had over the years, always a bard but occasionally also a potion seller, a chef, a portrait artist. She had published a total of 26 books, bound leaflets, and serial magazines under various pseudonyms. This all amused him greatly, but he felt a slight discomfort... |
"Why are you here?" he finally asked, spiteful of the feelings she was causing inside him, as he also felt himself drawing closer to her. "Did the wizard still leave you unsatisfied last night?" |
"No," she cocked her head to the side playfully, extending the beauty of her neck even further. "I have plenty of ways to self satisfy myself, as I did last night. Perhaps I just enjoy your company." She put to rest any notion that she’d slept with Gale. |
"Is that so?" He edged closer to her, pleased to hear she’d slept alone. |
"I was a devotee of Sune for quite some time," she played with the vibrant red hair she’d dyed for a recent festival for the goddess of love and beauty. "I even wrote a book about self pleasure." |
"Really?" He grinned. "Is there anything you haven’t done?" |
"Plenty of things come to mind, especially here with you." |
He tried to resist her magnetic pull, but the soft hand she placed on his own broke him. He needed to know every part of her. He kissed her with a gentleness he’d long forgotten. |
They enveloped each other, eventually making their way to the bed. They explored each other bodies with their hands, lips, and tongues, their clothes slowly coming away as they did. The urgency of their first encounter was absent. They spent as much time as needed, in every little place that was ignored by other lovers... |
They’d ended seated, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him as he’d erupted inside her. He still felt longing for her, pulling his face from the bosom his final moans had been quieted in. "Would you show me?" He asked quietly. She looked at him blissfully, but was unsure what he was asking and replied only with a... |
"Will you show me how you pleasure yourself? If you aren’t tired of me of course." She let out a purring laugh that vibrated her entire body. "You’re still thinking about that, hm?" |
"An entire book?" He teased. She kissed his chin gently and pushed him flat against the bed after untangling her legs from around him. "Make yourself comfortable," she arched her back and stretched a little, as if preparing for a performance, which in a way, she was. |
He settled himself, watching as her fingers began tracing curving lines up the sides of her body, causing her skin to prickle. The rosy pink of her nipples darkened, sprouting anew after his mouth had left them. Soon one hand drifted down between her thighs, still slick from their shared climaxes. Her fingers began to ... |
Astarion watched her, enraptured at her ecstatic form. He dared not touch her, for fear of interrupting. |
When she finally reached the culmination of her performance, her final moan felt like a vibration of magical energy that rippled across him as well. |
She collapsed down onto Astarion in a heap of trembling muscles and heavy breaths. He knew nothing else to do but hold her, wrapping his arms tightly around her. What she had shared with him was indescribable. She surrendered instantly to the comfort of his arms, trying to catch her breath, the warmth tickling his ear.... |
"You help bring it out in me," she teased. Her heart was so full at that moment, she felt almost dizzy. She began affectionally nuzzling his neck, her lips unknowingly kissing the brutal scar his master had left. He tensed immediately, seizing her by the shoulders and rolling her off him. She looked at him wide-eyed, f... |
He managed to reach one of the darkened dorms before he collapsed to the floor. She couldn’t have known such a small gesture would instantly fill him with panic and fear, but he still seethed at the thought of her. She had made him feel this way after all. She had wanted to know him and now she truly did. He pulled the... |
Tav sat on the bed stunned and speechless. His demeanor had changed in an instant and she wasn’t sure what she had done wrong. She replayed the last few moments in her head. The wave of pleasure she was coming out of, the gentle kisses she had planted on his neck. Why would that simple gesture bother him so abruptly? |
Her eyes passed over the room and then stopped on the book sitting on the nearby table. It was the one she’d hidden behind the bed when he’d come to her last night. |
The Curse of the Vampyr |
It had only confirmed what she already knew about vampires and how he was a contradiction of most of it. He walked in the sun and water freely. He could go anywhere uninvited. Yet his skin was still cold, his eyes still beautifully eerie. She’d never thought to look for a bite mark despite that being the way new vampir... |
She felt foolish, even if wasn’t the first time she’d fallen for the wrong person. Love was one of the few things she’d tried repeatedly and utterly failed at, even as a child. |
Her parents were both sorcerers, the pursuit of magic was the most important thing in their lives. She was well cared for, provided with everything she needed, except the acknowledgement that she was loved and needed. They would tell her they loved her, but it was never shown in any of their actions. |
She began to retreat as she came of age, lost herself in her books and songs. She was almost always alone, there was no point in having people around if they couldn’t even see her. |
She learned later she could get a false sense of love if she let her body do the thinking. It felt good and she was able to hone her skills quickly. She could feel wanted for a little while. If she managed to hold on to someone for longer than a few evenings, she inevitably made a mess of things somehow. She was either... |
Her stomach was in knots, so she wrapped her arms around her knees and lie curled on the bed, as she had so many nights before. She cried silently, her tears drying as she finally fell into an exhausted meditation. |
She awoke quite early, finding everyone else still asleep and the fire banked. She added fresh wood to the smoldering coals, building up the fire, and began heating up water. The empty pit in her stomach that she’d fallen with still lingered and she hoped some mugwort tea would help some. If she hadn’t completely run o... |
As she was wrapped up in her own thoughts and busy grinding leaves, she did not notice him slip back inside from his pre-dawn hunt. He’d awoken feeling a compulsion to feast only on rats, but in defiance of his old master, he set out to drink the largest animal he could find. He found an enormous boar rooting around in... |
He watched her for quite some time, quietly humming a song to herself as she prepared some sort of tea, the sharp whispered cursing when she waited too soon to drink it, the deep sighs and furrows of her brows as she was clearly deep in thought. If things continued as they were, he knew she would hurt him many more tim... |
He finally made noise as if he was just returning from outside. He saw a flash of fear in her eyes when she saw him. It would be useful for keeping her at a distance. "Hello," her voice caught in her throat. She got up from the fire, clutching the stone mug she drank from to her chest. "I’m sorry about last night," she... |
She was now shy and afraid. All the confidence that had attracted him was gone at the moment. This would make things so much easier for him. "It was nothing," he waved her off. "I’m sorry if I frightened you." |
"It wasn’t nothing," she insisted. "I hurt you." |
"It wasn’t you," he sighed. "It happened a very long time ago." |
"I, I need to ask you something." She finally asked. He nodded his head for her to continue. He knew this was coming. "Are you a vampire?" she asked lowly. |
"I guess you have me all figured out," he answered. |
"Do I?" she found a little more confidence to her voice. |
"What do you think? I can see the wheels of that precious mind turning." |
"How can you stand in the sun? In rushing water?" Her mind brought her back to that transcendent time they’d spent under the waterfall. |
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