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PolyFem!Reader x Astarion x Halsin

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A/N - When I arrive at those pearly gates, an angel is going to show me this post and then swiftly show me the door to hell. And I am A OK with that

Word count - 5.9K

Warnings - NSFW, MDNI, Smut, threesome, ABO dynamics, heat, knotting, fingering, oral (fem receiving), vaginal sex, creampie

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“I’ll bet you taste like honey”

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You couldn’t wait to be back at camp, exhausted from the morning. More than exhausted, actually, you seemed to ache all over. You and your companions hadn’t actually done that much during the short time you were out, mostly just shopping around in the various buildings throughout Wyrms Crossing.

Yet, still, you felt like you had run an entire marathon. You couldn’t quite put your finger on what was making you this tired, it almost felt like the beginning of a cold. Your joints were sore, your skin jumping between clammy and feverish.

Could it be my heat coming along?

No, that would be impossible. You kept a hefty supply of suppressants with you along the journey. With the situation surrounding The Absolute, you couldn’t take the chance of being… out of commission like that for three or four days. Not when Baldur’s Gate needed you.

It was probably just a cold, your body protesting against having to keep up with the busy strain as of late. Just in case, you decided it couldn’t hurt to take a double dose of suppressant potion when you got back to the campground.

As you trudged along the path, Shadowheart walked a little quicker to catch up with you. She raised an eyebrow at your state, obviously catching on to your demeanor.

“Something the matter?” She prodded, looking over you quizzically.

“No.” You gave her the best smile you could manage, shaking your head. “Just tired, I suppose. Who knew saving the world was such an exhausting process.”

Shadowheart narrowed her eyes, looking at you as if she was waiting for a tell that would inform her that you were lying. After a moment, she sighed, turning forward to see the camp in the distance.

“It is rather tiring, isn’t it? You should get some rest while you can.” She replied grimly.

She didn’t have to tell you twice. All you could think about right now was your bed roll. What you wouldn’t give for a plush goose feather bed right about now.

The camp came further into view, beckoning you with the promise of comfort and sleep. You didn’t care that it was the middle of the day, all you cared about was seeing the back of your eyelids until the foreseeable future.

Halsin caught your gaze as you had just made it to your tent, the Druid giving you a small smile. You threw a weak grin back and turned away quickly. His smile had stirred something odd in your chest, a burning you couldn’t quite explain. You desperately hoped he hadn’t noticed your change in behavior.

You hated that feeling, the uncontrollable attraction to people you hardly knew. It happened quite often, due to your Omega status. Something about you, in particular, was extra sensitive to the presence of an Alpha.

You knew in your gut that Halsin was one of them.

You didn’t really mind the thought of Halsin, you might have even found him attractive without the raging hormones. But the thought of being with an Alpha made nervousness crawl up your throat. All you’d ever heard of Alphas culminated in one idea -

Avoid them.

You’d heard stories from your family and friends back home. Stories of an Alpha slinging someone over their shoulder and stealing them away, brutish and devoid of compassion. How their rut could come on in an instant, making every Omega in a five mile radius a target. Apparently, no matter who the Alpha was, good or bad, they couldn’t control those domineering and possessive tendencies when their lust was in charge.

You couldn’t imagine Halsin being that way. You could even see yourself falling head over heels for him if given the chance. He seemed so soft and sensitive, in control of his anger and his actions, but you didn’t know how much of the Alpha rumors you had heard were true. It seemed better to not take your chances. Keep your heat and your scent suppressed and most of all, not tell anyone your status.

Besides, Halsin wasn’t the only one who caught your eye.

You couldn’t help your longing for Astarion.

You assumed he had to be a Beta, his scent never affected you the way most Alpha’s pheromones did. That didn’t mean he didn’t affect you in other ways. He might’ve even been more alluring to you than most Alphas you came across. The way his white hair curled over his ears, the way his piercing red gaze turned you into a stuttering mess. Even the way his teeth felt against your skin in the evenings he’d visit your tent.

Especially the way his teeth felt against your skin.

It was hard to control the way you felt about him. After all, who has time to focus on romance when the world is ending? But somehow, you still found the time to daydream about the pale elf.

You could never quite figure out where he stood with you. He was starting to be more openly affectionate, his sweet whispers sounding more and more like the truth as the both of you began to trust each other more. However, you didn’t know how long that could possibly last. What would he say when he found out you were an Omega? You had heard of Betas joining an Alpha/Omega relationship, but would that be something Astarion wanted? What would happen when this journey inevitably came to an end? You had to defeat The Absolute at some point. Or die trying, at least.

You brushed off the inner conflict, finally settling down inside your tent. It was useless to worry about such trivial things right now. Shadowheart was right, you needed sleep so you could be prepared for the fight ahead. ‘Love me, love me not’ thoughts would have to wait.

You dug through your bag as you sat on your bedroll, looking for the little green bottles of suppressant. You pulled out two of the glass vials, turning them over in your hand.

These were your life’s blood lately. They kept both your Omega scent and heats dormant for as long as you took them. It had taken some experimentation to brew your own heat suppressant, most of your stock being lost in the Nautiloid invasion. You spent days finding all of the right herbs to mix your own concoction, not willing to rely on what your body had stored over the years. If times were normal, you might’ve been able to go without taking the medication. What with the stress and close proximity to a particular Alpha, you weren’t tripping over yourself to find out for sure.

You downed the two vials quickly, grimacing at the taste. Alchemists must have put some sort of sweetening agent in the vials you’d buy at home, because the mixture you had now was much more bitter.

With the liquid down your throat, you sighed in a bit of relief. It would be all too easy to fall asleep now that nervousness wouldn’t rattle around in your mind.

Your head rested comfortably against the furs, your eyes fluttering shut. Ever so gently, sleep pulled at the corners of your thoughts, urging you to succumb.

Succumb, you did.

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When you awoke a few hours later, you were completely drenched in sweat. Your mouth was dry, your throat felt rough. You felt a million times more feverish now than you had when you went to sleep.

As you felt a familiar cramp shoot through your lower stomach, your blood seemed to run cold.

You were going into heat.

Your mind raced as you tried to figure out how this could be happening, your hands clumsily rummaging through your pack. You heard footsteps approaching you, a wall of pine and clove flooding your senses.

You whined, not needing to look up to know Halsin was in front of your tent. A shiver of arousal ran through you, your skin erupting in goosebumps.

“Go away.” You whispered, praying silently Halsin’s mind was clear enough to respect a boundary.

When he said nothing, you peeked up at him. His jaw was clamped tight, his chest rising and falling slowly as if he was being deliberate with the rate of his breathing. His fists were clenched against his sides.

You prayed even harder.

You scooted to the back of your tent, the things you’d been told about Alpha’s reaction to a Omega in heat replaying in your mind. To your surprise, though, Halsin took in a deep breath and stayed exactly where he was.

With one more deep breath, his shoulders relaxed a little, and his face softened. Instead of being focused, his expression was simply full of pity now.

“You’re an Omega.” It wasn’t a question. It sounded more like Halsin was just coming to terms with a conversation he was having with himself.

“I took my suppressants.” You whimpered, holding up an empty vial.

“May I see those, my heart?” He asked gently.

You nodded slowly, your anxiety lessening at how in control he was. He wasn’t at all the lustful brute you had expected all Alphas to be. He was just regular Halsin. Gentle and compassionate.

You handed him one of the full vials as he sat in the opening of your tent. He held the small bottle up to his nose and his eyebrows furrowed.

“Where did you get this?” He questioned.

“I had to make it.” You replied, shifting in your seat slightly as you tried to ignore how good the Druid smelled. “If I went out to buy one, all of you would know I’m an Omega.”

“What’s wrong with being an Omega?” Halsin questioned, looking up at you.

“People think Omegas are weak.” You replied simply, honestly surprised Halsin didn’t have that opinion as well. It was one you’d heard repeated by many. Almost as if it were a general rule about Omegas.

Another cramp shot through you, making you whimper and clutch your stomach. If these were just the early effects of your heat, you were in for a rough few days. Halsin’s nostrils flared and you realized you were probably perfuming. Especially with how intense the sudden aches were.

“Just like people think Alphas only think with their knot?” Halsin murmured knowingly.

You felt a pang of pity, realizing how much of a hypocrite you had been. You hated the way people assumed Omegas were all the same. People thinking they couldn’t lift a finger to do anything other than spread their legs and care for children. You knew that sentiment wasn’t true. You knew how much you could accomplish.

And yet, here you were making an equal assumption about Halsin. He hadn’t been pushy or possessive at all. There he was, sat in front of your tent in full control. Hell, he could probably smell the slick dripping off of you and hadn’t done anything to make you uncomfortable.

Your heart ached at the way you had put such a sweet bear in such a terrifying box.

You almost keeled over in pain, another wave of cramps hitting you. Halsin’s hand landed on your shoulder and you could’ve moaned at the feeling of his skin on yours. He yanked his hand back, like he was afraid to scare you away.

“These aren’t strong enough to hold back a heat cycle.” Halsin muttered, looking down at the vials. “I’m honestly surprised you lasted this long without any effects.”

“What?” You looked down at his hands. You wanted to question the suppressants more, after all, you had followed the directions perfectly. But his hands looked so inviting. You could imagine how they would’ve felt against your skin, how his rough palms could probably hold you against him easily.

“You have to stop looking at me like that, my heart.” Halsin whispered, his voice sounding almost pained as he looked at you.

You met his gaze again, your mind clouding over with lust. It was so hard to think straight, your skin felt more and more heated. You knew you needed contact. Or at least some alone time to get a few orgasms out so you could think properly.

“What’s going on-” A voice cut through behind Halsin.

It stopped short and you looked up to see Astarion drawing a deep breath through his nose. He paused for a moment before his eyes pierced into your own, his pupils widening ever so slightly.

“You’re going into heat?” Astarion asked.

You couldn’t even find it in yourself to be embarrassed at how pathetic and needy you probably looked at the moment. Part of you was amused with how nonchalantly Astarion was taking the situation.

“It hurts.” You whined, your thoughts becoming less and less coherent. You could smell the arousal off Astarion even seated where you were. His scent was all things brandy and rosemary. You absentmindedly wondered if he tasted like brandy as well.

As if sensing your thoughts, Astarion smirked.

“Are you going to attempt this heat alone?” He wondered.

Halsin shot him a look before looking back at you. “We can help with the pain, but it’s your choice, my heart. Say the word and we’ll get everyone to an Inn so you can go it on your own.” Halsin assured.

You looked between the men for a moment, trying to hold on to the last sliver of sex-absent rationale to make a level-headed decision. The cramps were already so strong, you knew the heat would be a particularly potent one since it was your first one in years. But it wouldn’t be impossible to tackle on your own, even if it would be difficult.

Is that what you wanted though?

Both men stared at you silently, patiently waiting for your answer.

No, you wanted them.

“Stay with me. Both of you.” You whimpered, your voice soft and wet with emotion.

Halsin’s hands were on your sides in an instant, pulling you flush against him. Your thighs settled outside of his, your cramps now finally satiated now that you were straddling the Druid.

His scent overwhelmed you, his lips brushing over your neck as you breathed in the woodsy aroma.

“I’ll go tell the other’s to find somewhere else for the evening. Since it seems I’m the only one without heat-brain left around here.” Astarion muttered, his voice trailing off as the footsteps faded in the distance.

You whined as you sensed him leaving, your chest aching at the though of him not being here.

“Patience, my heart.” Halsin whispered, sensing your discomfort. “He’ll be back before you miss him too dearly.

Halsin’s hands wrapped their way around the small of your back, making heat and desire pool in your stomach. You wanted him more than you had wanted anything ever. It felt as if your body were possessed, the way it leaned in to his every touch.

Your hips shifted against him, feeling the delicious friction of his hardened member against your clothed core. Halsin groaned into your ear at the movement, earning a gush of slick from where you needed him most.

Halsin's grip tightened around you, his hands digging into your flesh as he anchored you against him. His breath was hot against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “You're so responsive, my heart,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “I can feel how much you want me. How wet you are, even through our clothes.”

You moaned softly, unable to form coherent words as your body burned with need. Halsin's fingers trailed down your back, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He expertly unfastened the clasps of your clothes, moving on to strip you of the undergarments that barely concealed your aching core. You breathed a sigh of relief, cold air washing over your bare skin.

Halsin’s hands moved to cup your breasts, thumbing over your hardened nipples. The pleasure mingled with the ache of your heat, creating a heady concoction of sensations that threatened to drive you wild. Halsin's lips descended upon yours in a fierce kiss, his tongue tangling with yours as he devoured your essence.

“More.” You whimpered helplessly, only pulling away from the kiss for a moment.

He chuckled, kissing a small trail across your jaw.

“More what, my heart?” He prodded teasingly.

Your hips rocked desperately, your cunt becoming more drenched by the moment. You needed his hands on you, needed to feel his bare skin against your own, needed his length to be buried deep inside of you.

“Just more!” You cried out.

Halsin grunted, his own arousal seeming to rise with the grinding of your hips.

“Oak Father, preserve me, you’ll get more my heart.” He pressed his nose into the crook of your neck, breathing in your perfume deeply. “Silvanus above, I’ll bet you taste like honey.” He whispered huskily.

You gasped at his words, the thought of his mouth on your most intimate parts sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine. You moved against him once more, moaning at the feeling of his rough pants dragging across your heated core.

“Not yet,” he murmured, his voice rough and strained with lust. “Let us savor this moment, let us take pleasure in each other's arm before we are lost to the depths of your heat.”

You moaned in protest, the heat in your body making it nearly impossible to catch your breath. But Halsin's hands were gentle as they caressed your back, soothing the tension in your muscles.

“I'll take your pain away, my heart,” he whispered, his voice almost like a prayer. “Let me love you, let me cherish you.”

Your hearted melted at his words as he pushed you back against the bed roll, kissing down your collarbone devilishly slow.

His lips met your breasts, your skin on fire from his contact. You could feel his breath on your nipples, pure heat radiating from his body to yours. And then, his lips met your skin, and it was like a match to gasoline. The ache in your body suddenly became a need, an insatiable hunger for his touch.

You arched your back, gasping for air as Halsin's lips left a trail of fire down your stomach. You could feel your slick flowing, coating your thighs with desire. His hands were on your hips, holding them as still as he could. Your breath caught in your throat the further his lips traveled downward, the anticipation of it all making your head spin.

Finally, finally, the Druid pressed a single kiss on the inside of your thigh.

Your hips bucked upwards, straining against his hold . Your own lips parting with a sinful moan even though he hadn’t even touched your desperately soaked core, yet.

“I need you,” you panted softly, your voice cracking with desperation. “It’s unbearable.”

With eyes glazed over with lust, Halsin pressed his nose to your core, inhaling deeply. You looked on, the scene might’ve even made you cum on the spot if you weren’t so focused on the Druid’s reaction. Halsin’s eyes darkened as he took in your scent, his breath ghosting over your sensitive skin and making you shiver uncontrollably.

“I want to take you, to fill you with my essence,” he whispered into your core, his voice a shade lower. “But you need relief from this pain first, my heart.”

He licked a long stripe against your slit, groaning at how you tasted. All you could do is squeak out a whine as you watched, meeting Halsin’s hungry gaze.

“Relax.” he whispered against your skin, his lips lingering on your most sensitive spot. “I'll make it all feel better.”

With that, he dove in, his tongue flicking against your aching clit before delving inside you. You cried out, your hands fisting the furs as he explored your slick cunt with his skilled tongue. The ache in your core slowly began to recede, replaced by building desire and anticipation.

One of his fingers entered you, thrusting in and out as his tongue continued its relentless assault on your most sensitive nerves. You bucked against him, your cries mingling with his devouring moans as pleasure raced through you. It was unlike anything you'd ever felt before - a combination of ache and pleasure that left you breathless and desperate.

As the last of the pain faded, a jolt of intense pleasure took its place, your body convulsing with ecstasy. You wondered if he could feel it through your quaking body, his sinful mouth still working between your legs.

“Enough,” You gasped, clutching at his hair tightly. Your skin felt as if it were molten lava, the air in the tent thick and suffocating. “I need more. I’m so hot.” You whined.

“There is the stream nearby.” A voice purred. You looked up to see Astarion leaning in the tent, his hand palming his erection as he watched Halsin worship your cunt.

You might’ve wondered how long he had been standing there if you weren't immediately overcome with need for the pale elf.

Astarion stepped further into the tent, his eyes locked on your flushed face and the way your hips twitched beneath Halsin's ministrations. His gaze was hungry and possessive, and you felt yourself grow even hotter at the sight of him.

Swallowing thickly, you managed to croak out, “Halsin...please...Astarion...I need you both. It’s so hot.”

Halsin's head popped up, a sly grin spreading across his face as he slowly pulled his hand away from you. “Overheated, my heart?” He growled. “What else can we do to help?”

You moaned, your core clenching at the loss of his fingers. “I need-.” You panted, your body trembling as Astarion moved closer. Try as you might, you couldn’t seem to say what you needed.

Astarion's hand was suddenly on your cheek, his thumb stroking gently as he leaned in to whisper, “We'll cool you off, pet.”

He floated forward, pressing his lips against yours. Halsin resumed his motions as you kissed Astarion back hungrily.

The pale elf’s hand snaked over you to cup your breast, leaving you no time to prepare as he pinched the hardened nipple.

You cried out in pleasure, Astarion’s hot breath against your lips as he laughed.

“I think she liked that.” The pale elf taunted.

Halsin murmured in agreement, sending vibrations through your clit.

You felt your stomach begin to tighten, thoughts becoming harder to hold onto. The heat in your skin rose a level higher, Astarion’s fingertips lowering to find your clit. He rubbed roughly, Halsin spearing his tongue through your dripping folds.

Everything was alight, too little and too much all at once. Your heat punishing you for disregarding it for so long.

Stars blinded you as your orgasm finally hit you, your hips twisting desperately against Halsin’s firm grasp. Astarion hummed appreciatively as he kissed your jaw, his hand rubbing soft circles through your high.

Halsin continued to lick at the gush of slick that had coated his tongue with your finish, cleaning you off slowly. When he lifted his head, he was a vision. Your arousal glistening over his chin and his eyes burning with desire.

To your surprise, a rush of lust hit you again. You whined, frustrated that your heat was rendering you hot and bothered so soon after an orgasm.

You needed something in you, your Omega screaming that it needed to be knotted and bred. You could’ve cried at how hard the need hit you, your hands grasping at Astarion’s clothes.

“Off.” You mumbled petulantly. “Both of you.”

The men exchanged a smirk, both standing back to shirk off their clothes. You watched on shamelessly, your eyes trailing over every piece of newly exposed skin.

They were both breathtaking.

Astarion’s flawless, pale skin seemed to radiate a blushed aura of desire against his creamy white completion. Meanwhile, the deep tan of Halsin’s skin was adorned with a smattering of freckles and scars, giving him an alluring ruggedness. They were two sides of a coin, both equally alluring and dangerously beautiful.

Your gaze flitted downward and hungrily darted between their hard cocks, your mouth instantly salivating. They were both impressive in size, Halsin’s member slightly thicker and shorter. Your body ached with desperate need, yearning for one of them to fill the emptiness inside of you.

Your eyes came back up to meet theirs and you suddenly felt the intensity of their gaze, their flushed cheeks and desire palpable in the air between you. Their hungry eyes seemed to devour you, sending chills down your spine as you became acutely aware of how it seemed that every inch of your body was under their scrutiny.

Halsin’s eyes gleamed with primal desire, his hungry gaze lingering on your flushed skin. “You need a knot.” He rasped, his voice thick with lust as he moved closer, his body tense and coiled like a spring. The strain in his jaw was evident, the tightness of it signaling that he was barely holding back.

Astarion smirked, the corner of his eyes crinkling with amusement. “Greedy little thing, aren't you? I don't know if she can handle such a thing.” he teased, his fingers brushing against your stomach.

You whimpered, your core clenching at the thought of being filled. A hopeful part of your brain wondered if you could possibly have both of them. “Please, I need it so badly,” you pleaded, your voice trembling with need.

Astarion's hand grazed your cheek, his thumb stroking your skin gently. “We'll do our best,” he promised, his eyes never leaving yours.

Halsin nodded, his eyes locked onto you, “Say the word, and we’ll stop, my heart.”

You couldn’t imagine a scenario in which you’d utter those words. But you nodded anyways, your chest warming at his sincerity.

Astarion moved and settled behind you, holding you against his bare chest. His hard length shifted against you, earning a whimper from your swollen lips. You ground your ass against him and he groaned in your ear.

“Easy, darling. Not so fast.” He warned.

You whined, trying to stay still. It was a difficult task, his cock situated so invitingly between the two of you.

Halsin watched Astarion’s hand as it trailed down to your core, his eyes shining irreverently. He focused on your mouth as you let out a breathy moan, Astarion’s fingers drifting teasingly slow through your folds, the other hand palming your chest. You spread your legs wider, arching your back slightly.

Halsin let out a growl as he watched the show the two of you were putting on, seeing how you quivered with Astarion’s skillful hands on your cunt and breast.

“See how much he wants you, pet?” Astarion murmured sinfully into your ear. You whimpered in response, noticing how Halsin had began stroking himself idly.

“How does she taste, Halsin?” Astarion questioned lowly, obviously asking more for your sake than Halsin’s.

Halsin grinned, tightening his grip on his cock. “Like the most mouthwatering thing nature has to offer.”

“Hmm.” Astarion wondered aloud. “I suppose I’ll have to see for myself.”

His finger dipped into your cunt, earning a soft, desperate moan. He removed the digit just as quick, popping it into his mouth.

His hot breath groaned against your ear, causing slick to gather on your thighs. Halsin’s eyes clouded over, watching the sordid display.

You let out a shaky breath, heat pooling in your core as you felt Astarion's finger brushing against your clit. “Please,” you begged, your voice high and needy. “I need something in me so badly.”

Halsin’s eyes flashed with desire, Astarion’s finger pressing into your entrance once more. You shivered at the sensation, your body begging for the knot that was starting to swell at the base of Halsin’s heavy cock, begging for the promise of being filled and claimed.

Halsin reached out, his fingers ghosting over your hip, tracing the curve of your ass. "I can't stand seeing her like this," he growled, his gaze fixating on the droplets of slick trickling down your thighs.

“Then do something about it,” Astarion taunted, his finger sliding slowly in and out of your drenched core.

Halsin stepped forward, his eyes dark with anticipation. “I will.” He challenged.

Astarion chuckled lowly, his grip sliding up to hold your hips tightly. His other hand continued massaging your breast.

“I'll watch,” the vampire promised as he whispered against your jaw. “Every second of it.”

Your heart felt like it was about to burst through your chest, as if it couldn’t contain the intensity of the anticipation coursing through your body. You could feel Astarion’s heartbeat through his chest, his warm breath on your neck as he waiting for Halsin to move forward. Every nerve in your body tingled with excitement and lust, sending electric shocks of pleasure down your spine.

Halsin's hand gripped your waist, his knuckles brushing against Astarion's fingers, resting against both you and the vampire. The room was filled with tense silence for a moment, all three of you perfectly still.

Finally, when you whined impatiently, Halsin's cock nudged against your entrance, its girth wider than any man you've ever been with before. You suddenly felt a rush of apprehension. All you felt was the head of Halsin’s length and it was so… big. Could you even fit all of him? Fit his knot?

“Relax, Omega.” Astarion cooed. Sensing your nervousness, he began to rub circles against your hip soothingly.

You took a deep breath, trying to stay calm as Halsin pressed against you. The heat was almost too much to bear, and you could feel the tension in Astarion’s grip on your hips. Your heart raced, and your cunt ached with need.

Halsin gave you a small, reassuring kiss on your lips, his free hand stroking your cheek. You could feel his erection pulsing against you, and you couldn't help but whimper at the intensity of desire between you.

“Just relax, my heart,” Halsin whispered, nuzzling his face against your neck. “Let me in, let me claim you.”

You let out a shaky breath, trying to remember to breathe as you felt him begin to push inside you. His cockhead breached your entrance, stretching you wider than you'd ever been before.

“Oak Father, preserve me.” He whispered, strained. “You’re so tight.”

You let out a long whine, squirming at the intensity of the pleasure running through you. It was if your heat was rewarding you for finally being filled.

Astarion couldn’t help but grind his hips against you as you shifted, causing you to clench even tighter around Halsin’s length.

The pale elf whined, helplessly falling into the same desire that coursed through your veins. Halsin growled, leaning forward to nip gently at Astarion’s jaw. You moaned, being trapped between the two in such a heated exchange making your mind spin with lust.

Halsin continued to nuzzle against Astarion's jaw, his hips slowly starting to pump into your all too willing body, stretching you even more than before. Astarion's fingers dug into your hips, holding you steady as you took Halsin in deeper than you ever thought possible.

“You feel so good,” Halsin breathed, his voice graveled with need. Astarion chuckled lowly, stroking your shoulder possessively.

“That’s a good girl, darling. Take all of him” Astarion murmured, his voice smoldering with husky desire. You whimpered, feeling both of their arousal, the throbbing of their cocks inside and against you.

Your breaths panted out more and more ragged, you could feel the knot swelling at the base of Halsin's cock, signaling his readiness to claim you fully.

“I need it,” you gasped, your body trembling with desperation.

Astarion's eyes locked onto Halsin, his gaze burning with desire as he communicated silently with the Druid. Halsin continued to thrust into you, his hips pounding against your slick cunt, the knot growing bigger and more insistent.

“Do it, darling,” Astarion urged softly, his fingers still tracing patterns on your skin. ‘Claim her. Let him knot you, pet.” He whispered lower, only to you.

Your moans became higher in pitch, a melody line of whines and begs. Your body began trembling with heat as Halsin's knot began to press further against you. You clenched around him, the feeling of being filled to the brim overwhelming you.

“I'm going to-… Silvanus above.” Halsin stuttered, his voice thick with lust. You moaned, feeling the swollen knot push harder against your tender walls. “She’s too tight.”

“Relax, Darling.” Astarion cooed, stroking your hair away from your face.

You put all of your focus into relaxing, trying your best to open up for the swollen base, Halsin's hips pumped harder, his desperate need for release evident as he thrust into you, the knot slowly sinking deeper into your slick cunt. You arched your back, crying out in both pain and pleasure as you felt the knot fully lodge inside you.

Halsin let out a strangled cry, his hips shuddering as he released his seed inside of you. Warmth bloomed just under your stomach, his knot keeping you helplessly full. Your core tightened, your muscles clenching harshly as white exploded across your vision. Your orgasm raged on, the feeling of Halsin’s swollen knot inside of you tearing a primal scream from your throat.

You felt Astarion tense behind you before something hot and wet spilled out across your back. He let out a moan, tiredly sinking against you after a moment. His fingers tightened on your hips, and he leaned in to kiss your shoulder, his gaze never leaving the sight of Halsin’s knot lodged in your clenching walls.

“You’re absolutely radient, darling.” He whispered as you rode down your high, his voice full of affection.

The feeling of being fully claimed was overwhelming, and you whimpered, your body shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. The ache between your legs ebbed, your heat finally contented now that you had a knot buried between your folds.

Halsin leaned forward, pulling Astarion into an embrace, practically crushing you between the two men.

You giggled as you melted into their touch, feeling wholly complete with the Druid and the pale elf surrounding you in affection.

Astarion's fingers lingered on your hip, his expression tender as he looked at Halsin. “She’s ours now.” he murmured happily, his voice soft and full of admiration.

Your heart fluttered, the words sinking in. You felt so tender, so fragile, that you were afraid you’d shatter into a million shards of glass tears.

“Ours?” You whispered.

“If you’ll have us.” Halsin offered tenderly.

Your chest swelled with emotion, your mind not quite believing you deserved such an offer of love.

“I think I’d like to be yours.” You smiled.

“Well I’d sure hope so.” Astarion responded sarcastically. “Especially after what we just did, darling.”

You didn’t have to turn to see Astarion’s face to know he had on a smile just as wide as your own. The way he pulled the two of you closer told you all you needed to know.

It was quiet for a tender moment, soft breaths being the only sound as you all held each other close.

Your already too spoiled body had other ideas, so it seemed, heat beginning to pool in your chest.

You shifted, a whine escaping your lips as Halsin’s knot pulled against your walls.

“Already?” Astarion teased.

“It will be a potent heat.” Halsin sighed. “Those weak potions didn’t do a thing to repress a heat cycle.”

Astarion wrapped his arms tightly around you from behind, his breath whispering against your neck.

“Then I suppose it’s good she has the two of us.”

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