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Deepest Desires - Astarion
Drabble based on dialogue from a nymph who gives companions a brief moment of their truest ecstasy—these will break your heart. [Link]
A/N: Astarion deserves the world D: // I should write a full scene of this
Astarion x Gn!Reader/You - non-explicit sex, fluff, feeeeelings
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The winds of fate blow you to the warmest of hearths in the most cordial of inns.
Astarion isn't ones for plans, but, somehow, you and he always save the day. And earn plenty of coin. Tonight you are guests at an inn. The room is bathed in a golden glow as you sit together, eyeing the trophies and momentos of grand adventures that line the warm walls. Having a warm drink to further chase out the chill of night.
He tells you once again with a smirk that he's never liked being the hero, but actually he's grown rather fond of it. Astarion insists it's the admiration, and the gold, of course, but there's no hiding the fondness in his gaze when he thinks you aren't looking.
Your seething passions lead only to pleasure.
Astarion leads the way to your room for the night. It's not quite fit for a king, but more than up to his standards. Besides, the only thing more appealing to him than being wrapped up in silk, is being wrapped up in you. The vampire's hands seek the warmth of your body with the ease and confidence born of familiarity. Your eagerness for each other has never faded it, and he never will.
Though he insists he does not require reassurance, you will give it, whenever you feel he needs to hear it. But Astarion knows his darling offers more than just carnal comfort. He murmurs sweet nothings and everythings against your ear as his hips rock into yours, pressing your wrists back into the soft bedding. He tenses, but you only encourage him to come undone.
As Astarion collapses into you, his head buried in the crook of your neck—you offer him your throat. Thinking nothing more than how he likes the taste of bliss in your blood.
The touch of the sun comforts your flesh, but never burns it.
The two of you stay intertwined throughout the night. The steady rhythm of your heart against Astarion's ear always eases him into peaceful sleep. He does not stir, even as the day breaks beyond the gossamer curtains, and you will not be the one to wake him.
Astarion stretches luxuriously as the sunlight falls over the skin of his back and lights his curls. When he lifts a hand to brush your cheek, the Ring of Daylight is noticeably warmer than his touch.
"Looking for a cuddle?" Astarion greets you with a lazy smile. As he finds your hand, your fingers intertwine, your own ring matching his.
You are safe.
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theatrevampire · 2 days
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i desperately need the iwtv season 2 soundtrack to drop like i am foaming at the mouth right now lol….daniel hart the composer that you are
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The Peni and Noir scene we deserve
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cosmicschmidt · 6 months
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I need this man biblically.
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luvsubbymen · 6 months
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Wanna sit on his bulge and watch his pants get soaked in precum
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pretty-boy4ngel · 3 months
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literally NOTHING turns me on more than the thought of someone touching my lower stomach… like holding it lovingly while cuddling or groping it roughly while fucking me from behind… it makes me feel so vulnerable LORD what it does to me
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theeroticlover · 9 months
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Mhmmm !! Can't control the urge...
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demigods-posts · 3 months
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do you ever dream of mom? of me? of us? of a world where gods could coexist within the mortal realm free of consequence? with the exception that once you commit, the essence of your soul becomes intertwined with ours? so much so that you can't tell where you end and where we begin? but you couldn't care less as long as you have us? do you ever dream of the three of us being the family we all desperately needed? and if you don't, please tell me you haven't forgotten what could've been. dad, i came all this way.
edit: i found the photo haha
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auroralotus · 1 year
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Can't stop thinking about getting fucked awake.
Just waking up to a thick cock/strap pounding into me slowly yet so rough and deep. I'm still in a daze, my mind unable to catch up at first and so I'm squirming and whining for you to stop cause it's too much. So please, stop just a moment so I can sort my thoughts and think.
But you won't let me. You pin me down and keep on using me, forcing me to take it as you coo into my ear how I just need to be a good girl and relax. "Shhh just like that. That's right, baby. You don't need to think, you just need to be good for me, hm?."
And so I melt, moaning and whimpering as I get overwhelmed by it, feeling you so deep as you make me cum again and again until I'm unable to think about anything else the entire day.
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lavenderrkissed · 6 months
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imagine falling asleep on his shoulder.... MEEOW!!!!
it's been a long day, a very long mission, and now that you we're being taken back to base you couldn't help but let your guard down.
you rode beside ghost, to his left, soap driving, gaz and price to your left. your eyelids felt heavy, opening and closing slowly, occasionally staying closed for a few moments too long. your muscles were limp, aching and sore, a slight burn inside your flesh.
your shoulder was touching ghosts, well- more like pressing on his, leaning on him each time your eyes shut longer than necessary. he didn't take notice at first, only thinking it was the bumpiness of the ride, but then he feels a particular shift in weight on his shoulder, and looks down, seeing you dozing off on him.
you were so tired and ghosts body was naturally a big firm pillow.. it wasn't your fault !!!
your lips are forming a small pout, cheek squished against the curve of his shoulder. you looked adorable, guard down, getting the rest you needed. he has the smallest, tiniest little smile under his balaclava, eyes crinkling the slightest bit. his heart jumped a second at the sight of you, and from that moment, he did not move at all. he stayed completely still, not wanting to disturb your needed sleep, trying to make you more comfortable.
his shoulder is comfy too, the warmth radiating off of him, his arm that you've subconsciously got hold of, limp in your grip.
remember soap, gaz, and price?? yeah well, they got a picture. soap was the one who pointed it out, smirking through the rearview mirror. "look at the lovebirds.." he murmurs, and gaz looks at you two, then price, and they're quick to snicker, quiet laughs escaping them.
"you won't mind if we frame this, right L.T.?" gaz asks as he's pulling out his phone. "i'll break your phone." he grumbles as a reply, but gaz just smiles at the sight of ghost glaring at them, knowing he couldn't do anything about it, for now.
he snaps the picture, and there's that memory, in his photo gallery, you knocked out on ghosts shoulder, ghost sending a nasty stare at the camera. how cute<3
anywayyyy sorry for not posting :(( i've been so so tired and this was a little rushed im sorry<333333
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katvara · 7 months
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Does anyone else have Emergency Markiplier Mode in their Peacock settings?
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flowing-between-space · 5 months
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there's just something about grabbing her tits and playing with her nipples while she sits on your cock
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luvsubbymen · 5 months
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Very much in the mood to make a guy cum so many times that he is unable to speak or process anything
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xxxxlovexxxx · 1 year
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theeroticlover · 6 months
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Fire inside and outside
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satanfemme · 4 months
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where's that tweet that's like "if you're trans you have to live"
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