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About 20 minutes later Raphael walked into the bedroom. Haarlep had a cool rag on the sleeping Tav’s forehead. "Eve is with Korilla. We need to get Tav better." |
Raphael nodded reading the instructions left by the elf woman. "Lets get an ice bath going. We need to break her fever." He had Haarlep go do that while he woke up his mate. "Tav darling." He stroked her face with a frost spell in his hand. She leaned into the touch moaning. |
She opened her eyes and looked into his brown ones. "Raphael." She smiled. "You’re home." Tav murmured softly. "So cool. It’s nice." She was paler than normal. "Where is Haarlep?" |
"Getting an ice bath ready. We need to break the fever." He lifted her into his strong arms. "Let us take care of you." She leaned into his cooler body. |
"Alright. I trust you." She murmured still feeling drowsy. |
Haarlep had just gotten the water chilled. Raphael made Tav’s clothes disappear as well as his own. He sank into the cold water with her. She shivered. Raphael smiled a bit. "It’s only for a little while." He began to clean the sweat from her hair. "Just relax." |
Tav did her absolute best to relax. Her skin was very cold to the touch as he finished washing her hair. He passed her to Haarlep who had a warm towel for her. She let the devil and the incubus pass her around. She was too tired to move of her own accord after all. She shivered hoping that that bath had broken her fever. She did feel cleaner and somewhat refreshed. |
Raphael got out of the bath and dried off before opening the door for Haarlep. They entered the bedroom and there were fresh sheets on the bed. She was placed in the middle and both her mate and his incubus cuddled up to her. She leaned into them falling back asleep feeling better than she had. |
When she woke up, her fever had broken. She still felt a bit ill but not so badly. She saw Haarlep was out of the room. Judging by the delighted giggles, he was playing with their daughter. Raphael was still curled up beside her. She smiled at the sleeping devil. He hadn’t lied when he said that devils take good care of their mates. It was a shame she hadn’t known that at first. She would have approached him sooner. |
Raphael seemed to sense her gaze and woke up. He smiled softly at her, a look in his eyes that was reserved only for her. "How do you feel, Tav?" He stroked her face. "You look better. Not so pale." |
"I am better than I was. The fever broke. I still feel the cough though and a pain in my head." |
The devil kissed her head. "Good. You rest. I will bring you some food and water." He left after putting on a robe. |
Tav leaned back in bed smiling. Her heat was due soon. Maybe she could convince her mate to put another baby in her. He was a wonderful mate and a loving father. Perhaps that was his human side but she loved him human side, devil side, and all. |
Tav knew her heat was coming up and she wanted Raphael and Raphael only. Haarlep was off tempting mortals with his body, collecting for shapes to use. She wandered through the House of Hope knowing Raphael was there today. She wanted her alpha only during this heat and she was going to make sure she got it. She followed her nose to the office where he was working on a contract. She was wearing his robe and nothing else, not that he knew that. She gently plucked the quill from his hand and sat in his lap. "Alpha." She purred stealing his attention. |
He rumbled a bit. "Yes my omega?" He ran his hand across her hips. His eyes darkened when he didn’t feel clothing under that robe. He had his suspicions that she was teasing him. |
She purred low in her throat. "Guess what is coming up within the week?" It had been about a year and 3 months since her last heat and she was well past due. She straddled his lap teasing him as she ran her delicate hands along his ruffled collar. "I can give you a hint alpha if you can’t smell it already." She leaned into his ear and moaned his name. |
He felt himself rising in his trousers as he put two and two together. His already blown eyes met hers. "You’re going into heat." He inhaled at her neck groaning with desire. "I can take the week for you." Raphael growled the words. "I know you are fond of Haarlep. Do you want him too?" He seemed unwilling but he would do anything for his omega. |
She shook her head no grinding on his stiff member. "I only want my alpha. I am yours." Tav pressed herself down more firmly punching a groan from him. "I want you to leave me absolutely destroyed, a puddle of pleasure in your bed. I need you to breed me again alpha. I want you to leave me pregnant with a child that is undeniably yours." She smoothed her hands down his chest. |
Raphael stiffened and began purring in his throat at her words. He wanted to do nothing more. Hearing her say such words made him ache. "I will send Haarlep away for the week. You are to be in my bed naked when your heat starts. I can hardly wait to see you spread out on my cock." He grinned sharply. |
Tav grinned teasingly lifting the robe up from under her hips and untying it. "Why wait Alpha?" She unlaced his pants and pulled him out. She slid onto him with a groan. "I want you now." She moaned in his ear. |
Raphael gripped her hips as she began riding him. He twitched inside her very turned on by her only wearing his robe. "You have me." He thrust up into Tav’s wet heat. "Do you have any idea what you wearing my robe does to me?" He growled. |
She smirked at him seductively. "Why do you think I did it, Raphael?" Tav increased the pace and squeezed him with her walls. "I live to tease you." She kissed him hard allowing him to delve into the depths of her mouth. He stood with her still impaled on him. He moved the contract and cleared the desk with magic. He pressed her back into it as he thrust into her. She moaned loudly. "And fuck do I love the consequences of it." She let her head rest on the desk as he moved. "Feeling you deep inside me makes me happy." |
Raphael groaned and moved harsher. "You’re words do things to me Tav. My mate." He bit her neck hard on her mating gland where he had bit her before. |
Tav moaned loudly loving the feeling. "Fuck do it. Mark me again. I’m yours alpha!" She felt his teeth elongate and sink into her. She cried out coming from the sensation. "Hells yes alpha!" |
Raphael groaned feeling his knot growing. He upped the pace to near inhuman speeds taking his pleasure from her body. She keened and came again as he locked them together. He painted her walls white. He pulled his teeth out of her mate gland and admired his work. She was panting with a glazed look of pleasure from being cock drunk. Her heat was already making it hard for her to focus. She relaxed on the desk and wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him. |
About 2 days later, Haarlep was sent away and Raphael walked into the bedroom to find Tav naked, playing with herself. She was dripping slick as she worked her fingers in her wet pussy. She moaned Raphael’s name. He could smell her heat had hit her full force. He let out a feral growl and stalked towards the unsuspecting woman in his bed. He pounced and pulled her hand away from her wet opening, licking the slick from her fingers and going directly for the source. |
She cried out eyes opening as he began to eat her alive. She met his glowing gaze. Hell fire was in his brown eyes. "Alpha- fuck! My heat hit me while you were talking to Haarlep and I couldn’t help myself." She gripped his hair needily. "I need you so badly." |
Raphael snarled noises of pleasure into her aching cunt as he devoured her. He gripped her hips and kept her from squirming away as she came in his mouth. He let his true form come forward since he knew she preferred it. True to form, she moaned his name with desire laced in her voice. He pulled away, mouth dripping with her slick. "You touched that which is mine." He ran his forked tongue over her clit. "Don’t let it happen again. When you get that horny find me." He bit her thigh hard. "I will always take care of my mate." |
She cried out. "Yes sir, oh hells! Please take me! I need you!" She tried to wiggle in his grip. He traced his tongue along the outer lips to her entrance. He began teasing her, working her up and not letting her come. She thrashed figuring he was punishing her for playing with herself. Tav cried out. "Please alpha. I won’t do it again. Let me come please! I wanna come for you!" |
Raphael pulled away again and smirked before kissing the bite mark on her leg. "I believe you." He dove back in making her come hard on his tongue. She screamed and begged for him. He pulled away and crawled up her body. He positioned himself and entered her hard knowing she could take it. "I’m gonna breed you Tav." He snarled and kissed the bite mark on her neck. "I can’t wait to see you round with my child again." He gripped her hips hard, with bruising force. "Mine." |
"Yes! Yours!" She felt his hands gather her wrists and he held her wrists together with one strong hand. "Yessss! Hold me down. Remind me who I belong to. Breed me!" Tav felt him move her between thrusts so that one leg was held under his legs and the other was held up to open her up completely to his mercy. She screamed his name as he ravaged her. She came hard around him as he locked them together with one more hard thrust. |
He let her leg fall and she moaned at how tight she became around him. He groaned filling her with cum and grinding into her wet heat. "Look at you. Speared on my cock and enjoying it. You are my favorite cockslut. My little omega." Raphael kissed her with love in his touch. He was reminding her that she held his heart. She moaned softly into the kiss. |
"Mmm. I love you alpha." She shivered as a wave of pleasure hit her. "Fuck a baby into me." |
The week passed in a hot blur of Raphael fucking her senseless. She was sore by the time her heat ended and she loved it. They hoped that it was a successful heat. She was currently curled into Raphael’s side in bed. His hands were wandering her back. She sighed contentedly. "I think my heat is done love." She pressed into his warm body. "Hope we managed. If we didn’t I will bleed in a few days. Then we can try again next month." |
Raphael kissed her head. "Think positive Tav. I will always take care of you even if we didn’t conceive." |
Tav hummed happily. "I know alpha." She nuzzled into his neck. "Did you ever think we would be here when you met me?" |
"I wasn’t sure given how you responded to me." |
"To be fair it was vaguely threatening." Tav chuckled softly and kissed him. |
"I wanted you back then too." He pulled her hips against his own. "I always hoped." |
"Yea. To be fair I was fighting for my life." Tav caressed his face tenderly. "I won’t lie I thought you were very handsome when we met. I don’t know if you knew then but I was turned on seeing your true form. I guess I have a kink for inhuman people." She chuckled. "Something you use to your advantage regularly." |
Raphael chuckled and kissed her hard. "I could tell behind the shock. It was honestly rather cute." |
Unfortunately, she did start bleeding a few days later. She frowned disappointed. They weren’t successful. She went to go find Raphael. He was in the library and she knew he could smell the blood. She settled into his lap. "We didn’t succeed." She felt a small tear rising to her eyes. |
Raphael smiled softly wiping her face. "We can always try again next heat my love." |
She nodded. "Alright." Tav curled into her warm mate. "This period hurts. Can you put your warm hand here?" She pulled his hand there as he shifted into his cambion form that was incredibly warm. He cuddled his unhappy mate and hummed softly trying to distract her. |
Lyra laid on the tavern's wooden floor, too lazy and exhausted to move to the bed in her and Astarion's shared room. How glorious it was to have an actual room to sleep in (she might have been a druid, but she was no Halsin), especially after the long day it had been. A few weeks ago, they had made it to Baldur's Gate, after dealing with the most annoying security in the world, apparently. A conversation with Lord Gortash mended that, but it had been tiresome to keep Karlach calm enough to ensure they could do what they needed to do in the city first. The tiefling's revenge would come soon enough, but Cazador was a more pressing matter. He would keep sending people to try and take Astarion from them until he was dealt with. |
And it was the first thing they took care of. It didn't take long to get to the enormous manor in the middle of the city. The fight had been tough, but they pulled through, miraculously. Then, the time came, and Astarion had heeded her words. The rite of ascension would remain uncomplete, forever. |
She was so proud of him. |
The bathroom door connected to their room opened, and out came Astarion with a delicate robe Lyra had bought him when they first arrived outside the city gates. They did some shopping while they waited for permission to cross into the city. This entailed looking through shelves of clothes that were much nicer than what they were used to on their travels. The robe was a royal purple with pink and black detailing across the satin texture; all she could think of was Astarion when she saw it in the shop, and she had to buy it for him. |
He seemed surprised at her gift. Then, she had realized regrettably, that she hadn't had the chance to actually buy anything like this for him, until now. It had all been weapons, armor, health potions, and the like. Now, they were in the expansive city, and she had plans to spoil him with all the gifts she could. Especially now that she had been able to run to her apartment to get the stash of gold she had put in a safe before this whole adventure began. |
In time, she hoped he would stop receiving her gifts with the hesitation that he currently did. He was grateful, but he asked questions afterwards that made Lyra's heart twist. |
"It's beautiful, darling, but...I don't know if I can give you what you are wanting in return." |
She had looked at him, confused, as he tried to give the robe back to her. "What do you mean?" she asked. |
His eyes darted around the store nervously, "I mean, I can try, if you really want me to. I just can't promise that my mind won't drift away during it." |
Realization hit her, and she inhaled sharply. Quickly, she grabbed the pale elf by the shoulders, and said, a little too firmly, "No," she attempted to soften her tone, "No. You never need to use your body as payment, never." She pushed the robe in his hands back towards his body. |
"But...I don’t know if I have anything else worthwhile to give, at the moment." |
"That’s the thing: you don’t need to do anything. I like getting you things. It makes me so...happy, content," she confessed. "And you better get used to it. Now, I have all this gold we've saved up and an endless number of stores to shop at." |
"Ah yes, "saved', definitely not stolen." |
"You seemed very happy to steal it for me when I asked." |
Astarion feigned a shocked gasp, dramatically putting his hand over his chest, "What? Me? A thief? How preposterous." |
Lyra laughed, happy that he was feeling back to his normal self. "Now come on," she said, holding his hand to pull him along, "I'll never get to see you in that robe if we don't find a private place to stay in this goddamn city." |
It had reminded her of when they first met, how he was distrustful of her intentions whenever she offered to help. They had made improvement over the past couple of months, but they still had a long way to go. |
Her beautiful moon elf stood in the doorway, looking down at her curiously as he pat his drying curls with a towel. "Is there a reason why you're laying down on the floor half naked?" he asked. |
Lyra sighed, "Well, I sat down to take off my shoes, then I took off my shirt because it was hot, and then the coolness of the floor was too comfortable to resist. So, here I am." |
"If the cold is what you're looking for, I think you'll be much more comfortable lying in bed with me." |
He had a point, so Lyra hopped up to he feet and jumped on the bed playfully, giggling as she bounced. |
Astarion grimaced at the creaking the wooden supports made in response, "Ugh, the people below us are going to hate us. Not that I would usually care, but I don’t exactly want us to get kicked out of the first real rooms we’ve gotten to sleep in." |
"Um, correction, the people below us are too drunk off their asses to notice our creaking bed. In fact, I’m sure we could get away with a lot more than just one bounce on the bed," Lyra teased back. |
The innuendo wasn't lost on him, so he smiled with a seductive glint in his eyes and laid on the bed next to her to capture her lips with his. His wet hair tickled her forehead, and she couldn't help it as a tiny laugh escaped her. He laughed with her as he continued to lay kisses all over her face. They had begun to slowly and cautiously take steps in trying new things—all initiated by Astarion—ever since the defeat of Cazador. Wrapping him up in that red rope was quite the experience; she drank every noise of pleasure he made that night, happily getting drunk on it. |
A knock on the door interrupted their little make out session. "...Hey, soldier? Can I talk to you?" Karlach's voice drifted through the door into the room. |
Astarion sighed and rolled off of Lyra, "You should probably get that." |
Lyra quickly made her way to the door, wrapping herself in Astarion's wet towel he had discarded earlier to cover her bare chest. Opening it revealed Karlach and an excited look on her face. "So, soldier," the tiefling started, pretending to not notice how Lyra was half naked under the towel, "You know how you said we would go to the circus when there was time, well, I can't think of a better time than now! No pressing quests or errands to run. No one’s trying to kidnap us. Pretty please?" |
No pressing quests that she knew of; Lyra hadn't exactly gone into the details about her past with Orin with the rest of the companions yet. So far, it was only Astarion and Halsin in the know. "...I don't know, Karlach." |
The tiefling gave her a pout with puppy eyes, and Astarion interjected from their bed, "Oh, come on, Lyra. Let's go to the circus." |
She turned around to glare at him, "Don't you hate the circus?" |
"Well, yes, but even my cold heart can't say no to Karlach, darling." |
"Ha!" Karlach said excitedly, "If your lover boy says we should go, how can you say no?" |
"...I guess you're right," Lyra muttered, "Fine. Go tell Shadowheart and any others that might want to join us tomorrow; it looks like we're making a stop at the circus." |
As the tiefling excitedly ran down the hall exclaiming the news, Lyra shut their bedroom door. She turned around and gave Astarion another glare. He looked at her innocently in return. "What's that face for?" he asked. |
She crossed her arms, "You know I had plans tomorrow." She had found another lead on Orin, but this time it had actually gotten her somewhere. All the murders they had investigated led them to a Bhaal shrine where she deceivingly got a magical necklace. She hoped it would bring her closer to her goal. Sure, she had to kill the investigator to get it, but it was a necessary sacrifice. Only Astarion had witnessed, as she had conveniently convinced the others to stay behind. But even he seemed somewhat concerned at her actions. Well, less of the action itself and more of the fact that it was unusual behavior for Lyra. |
It was a necessary sacrifice. She would make sure of it. |
"The plans you had for tomorrow are the same plans you walk out of here with every day. Do the necessary errands of the day, and then leave everyone, so you can chase down a murderous changeling. Then, you return here so exhausted that you think the floor is an adequate place to lay your body." He had gotten out of the bed and walked over to her to rub her arms up and down comfortingly. "You deserve a break, Lyra," he whispered softly. |
She sighed and let herself lean into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. |
"Although, I'm not too terribly excited to have to see a clown tomorrow," he said with a grimace, and Lyra lightly shook in his arms as she chuckled. |
"Oh. My. GODS!" Karlach shouted, jumping up and down with excitement, "We're here!" |
The group of companions finally made it to the circus outside of the city, and as soon as she spoke Karlach had grabbed a hesitant Shadowheart by the hand and dragged her inside. The cleric had a small smile on her face as her lover's joy was infectious. |
"I wonder if they'll have any strange artifacts in here," Gale wondered, who came along out of pure curiosity. Apparently, the circus wasn't common on Mystra's day-to-day agenda. |
"This is a circus we're talking about here, not your fridge," Astarion replied mockingly. |
Gale ignored his comment and held up his pointer finger to the elf, "You never know, Astarion. The wonders of the world are not always where you expect them to be." With that Astarion rolled his eyes and the wizard made his way inside, following the two women. |
"Oh, I'm Gale—look at me. I'm so wise and all-knowing; everyone should bow before my pretentious wizard knowledge" the vampire gave his best impression of the wizard while throwing his hand around as he mocked him. Normally, Lyra would have laughed, sharing his humor. |
Maybe, she would even have responded with, "Oh please, like you also don't have moments of being a pretentious bastard." |
He would make an offended noise, pretending to take her words seriously. Then, he would give her a light shove which Lyra would return. One of them would end up pushed to the ground with the other on top, kissing each other in front of everyone. |
But Lyra barely lifted the corners of her mouth to acknowledge him, too deep in thought. His shoulder met hers as he nudged her, and she met his worried face when she looked at him. "Hey, cheer up, maybe there's a secret monster here that we'll get to kill in amazing glory. Doesn't that sound exciting?" |
His words were more successful this time, and a small smile graced Lyra's lips. Satisfied, Astarion took his love's hand into his and led her into the circus. |
The noise of a bustling crowd and children's high-pitched shouts of joy took over Lyra's senses. The colors around her were bright, and her eyes focused on the different booths of activities. Then, she saw Karlach and Shadowheart attempting to communicate with...a mime? And Gale was off talking to someone in a long dark purple dress with black feathers around the collar. Lyra closed her eyes and focused her thoughts towards their aura. She took a breath and the familiar smell of death wafted into her nose, the same smell that Astarion would have when his perfume would wear off. |
"A necromancer. How quaint," she thought. She would have to talk to her some time that day. Despite being a druid dedicated to the land of the living, messing with the dead always fascinated her, in more ways than one, and she could use having some more spells, just in case. |
Karlach spotted the two and waved her hand frantically at then to get their attention. As they approached the other two, Karlach spoke, "There you are!" she put her hands together in a pleading motion, "I need some gold, please. The mime has face paints! And Shadowheart and I were going to paint each other's faces." Shadowheart stood behind her with her excitement much more hidden, but Lyra could still see it behind her eyes. There wasn't a world where she would say no. |
So, she laughed a little and gave them a handful of gold, probably more than they needed. |
Shadowheart talked next, "You know, maybe you and Astarion could use some face paint; you look like two sulking parents otherwise." |
"I do not sulk; I brood," Astarion responded. |
Lyra hesitated. She would love the distraction of painting small, intricate details onto Astarion's face, but her normal confidence to ask such things had disappeared with the looming anxiety over her head that had been there all day. But of course, he could read her easily in moments like these and made the decision for her. |
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