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"I love you. I love this. And I want it all."
His words still echoed in the back of your mind even as you slept. How wonderful it felt, to have watched Astarion slowly figure out who he was. To watch him learn what it meant to be his own person, who made his own choices. To watch him learn about love and companionship, and about how it was in his every right to be with who he wanted to be with.
And he wanted to be with you.
Part of you still struggled to believe it. You were the one he wanted. You were the one he loved. The one he wished to dote on and cherish for the rest of his days.
And there was no-one else in the world you could possibly want. Even for all his flaws, Astarion was no less than perfect in your eyes.
Whenever you looked at him, all you saw was the man with whom you'd fallen so deeply in love. And the night you spent with him at the graveyard in the Lower City was so mesmeric to look back on, it almost felt like a dream.
Before you closed your eyes that night, the last thing you remembered was how passionately his lips moved against yours as he kissed you. The way you leaned back against the grass and moaned softly in pleasure as you felt him teasingly spread your thighs apart with his knee. The sense of pure euphoria that had possessed you as he made love to you beneath the light of the moon.
It had been so long. So long since you had his body pressed against your own in such a way. But every moment you spent waiting was more than worth it for the way he made you feel. To see him so contented to finally be free, after two centuries of torment just made you so...happy.
And after you both returned to the campsite, you slept like a log for the entirety of the night; dreaming of your lover who'd taken you in his arms and lovingly watched you drift into your slumber.
It was amazing to think that a single person was even capable of bringing this much joy into your life. By the hells...love had never before felt so wonderful.
It was the soft chirping of the forest birds that awoke you the following morning. Your eyes reluctantly opened to slits as they started slowly adjusting to the rays of the dawning sun warming your sleeping form.
Slightly disoriented, your eyes finally opened all the way to be met with the deep red lining of Astarion's tent. There was a warmth around your bare body, which you soon recognized as his arms still tightly wrapped around you from behind. And as your body began to stir, a pair of soft lips pressing themselves to the side of your forehead immediately soothed you.
"Mmh..." you closed your eyes again, and your lips slowly curved into a blissful smile as you felt him kiss you, "good morning, handsome."
"Hello, darling," his voice was low but tender, with a warmth to his tone that sounded like music to your ears, "I hope you slept well."
"After last night? How could I not?" Your smile grew as you turned your head towards him, "In fact, I'm hoping that I'll still be able to walk when I get out of bed today, Astarion."
He laughed and smiled back at you, and you had to take a moment to look at him. His skin was warmed by the sunlight that was filling his tent. His silver hair was adorably messy and tousled, with one or two loose strands of curls falling in front of his crimson eyes.
Those eyes, which at times used to look so dejected and spiritless...were now almost shining brighter than the sun itself. Endless love and affection lingered behind his gaze. And to know you were the reason for it made your heart flutter with joy.
"Perhaps I'd been craving you much more than I inititally realized," he admitted with a chuckle, "when I told you that not sleeping with you was going to be a challenge, I wasn't exaggerating, love."
You giggled and slowly turned around in your bedroll to properly face him with a grin.
"Am I that irresistible?" You asked him cheekily.
"I know you think you're being clever," Astarion replied with a smirk, "but that's exactly what you are."
Your smile grew, and warmth flushed through your cheeks as his words brought a soft blush to your face. And your heart instantly skipped a beat when you felt his hand in your hair; sweetly brushing some of your own dishevelled locks away from your face. And as his eyes met yours, he smiled again - reaching around to tuck yet another wayward strand behind your ear.
"You didn't have to wait for me, you know," you could feel him starting to gently swipe his thumb across your cheek, "but I'm grateful that you did."
A contented sigh fell from your lips - your skin excitably fluttering beneath his every touch. You couldn't resist nuzzling your face against his hand and softly kissing his palm.
"It was never about the sex, Astarion," you told him earnestly, "all I wanted was to be with you."
"Well, that can be arranged..." He brought one of your hands to his lips and kissed the back of it tenderly, "I'm all yours, my love. If you'll have me."
You giggled and gave his hand a soft squeeze. "There is nothing I'd like more."
You spoke in a jokingly pompous voice resembling his own just to tease him - and he immediately raised an eyebrow at you before starting to smirk.
"Cheeky little pup..." You felt his free hand taking hold of your waist as he began to pull you closer to him, "come here."
You giggled again - wrapping one of your arms around his body and smiling as you felt his lips meeting yours. You closed your eyes and moaned softly as he kissed you - his grip on your waist tightening as if he'd rather die than ever let you go.
As your kiss deepened, you felt his hand slowly moving past your waist, down your hips...sliding around to take hold of your ass. You whimpered quietly against his lips when you felt him give your ass a playful squeeze.
Flutters of arousal were already starting to spread beneath your skin as he touched you. Your whole body was flushed with the familiar warmth of desire...and you were already hankering for more.
You grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him on top of you - and you immediately felt his lips curving into a smirk as he began to move them more hungrily against your own. Your arms slid around his neck, and your fingers began to trail up his nape before slowly disappearing into his soft white curls.
Your fingers closed, and they gave his hair the slightest tug - causing a soft, titillated hum to escape from the back of Astarion's throat. His hips began to teasingly roll against yours, and your breath hitched when you suddenly felt that familiar poking sensation against your body that you'd come to know so well.
"Astarion..." you mumbled his name with a giggle as you began to pull away, "getting excited, are we?"
At first, he only responded with a soft chuckle - gently taking your chin in his hand so that your eyes could meet once more.
"After not having you for so long..." he began to smirk at you again, "I don't think I can get enough."
Before you could respond, he drew your face towards him and kissed you again - his free hand now starting to traverse up your body until he reached the swells of your breasts. And as his tongue cheekily slipped into your mouth, he took one of your breasts in his hand and squeezed it - causing you to gasp and softly moan.
He then pulled away from you only to start kissing down your neck - his lips teasingly brushing against your skin until they finally reached your chest. And as he began to open his mouth, you could feel the tips of his fangs grazing the skin of your breast - sending a titillating shiver down your spine and making your body shudder in anticipation underneath him.
For a moment, you remembered how thrilling it always felt whenever those fangs were digging into your throat.
As he fondled your chest, he took one of your nipples into his mouth and sucked on it - making you flinch and curse under your breath as the erogenous nerves immediately erupted and rippled through your body. You rolled your head back against the pillows and let out a moan - causing Astarion to look up at you and smile before playfully shushing you.
"Best not be too loud, darling..." you watched his smile slowly shift into another smirk, "you might end up waking the others."
Your eyes widened a little as you suddenly remembered that your other companions were still asleep in the other tents outside, and you swore again - but it only made Astarion smugly chuckle as he swiftly took your nipple between his lips once more. You inhaled sharply and began to dig your nails into your palms - trying your hardest to relieve the tension in your body without shamelessly crying your lover's name in delight.
You gasped as you felt his tongue flicking and circling the nub - sucking and licking eagerly as he gripped your other breast in his free hand. You whimpered softly and started nibbling at your bottom lip when you began to feel the wetness of your arousal spreading between your inner thighs.
And as you fought to suppress your noise, Astarion could only relish the way your body was excitedly trembling beneath his. There was no denying how much he'd missed this.
All of this.
The way your skin felt so soft and supple against his. The way you'd react to his touch. To his kiss. The way he could feel the desire emanating from your body...and the way his body would respond with desire in return.
It was you who'd taught him that your pleasure could also become his own, and he loved it. He loved you.
You, who gave him the courage to face his past, instead of spending the rest of his life running in fear from it. You, who cared for him when nobody else did. You, who showed him just how beautiful it can be to fall in love.
He would do anything he could to make you as happy as you made him. And if giving you pleasure would do that, he would readily oblige.
After all...he already knew exactly what to do to drive anyone carnally mad. And he would happily use his talents to please the one he loved.
As your nipple popped out of his mouth, Astarion grabbed you and flipped your bodies over without much warning - and your breath hitched as you suddenly found yourself rolling on top of him rather gracelessly.
But Astarion only laughed at the way you landed on him so clumsily - flashing you a loving smile before he gently pushed you up and away from him until you were straddling his lower stomach. And as soon as he started to feel your wetness against his skin, he smirked.
"Oh, dear. What a mess you've made of yourself, love..." he teased you with a chuckle, "we'd best get you cleaned up."
He grabbed you by the hips and began to pull you closer to him - and your eyes widened when you realized that his face was now coming dangerously close to your centre.
Is he about to..?
"Astarion..." you whispered to him shakily, "w-wait..."
"What?" He lifted his eyes to look up at you with a playful grin, "Something the matter?"
You anxiously swallowed and shyly turned away from his gaze.
"It's just...w-what if I end up...suffocating you or something..?" You mumbled sheepishly - your cheeks flushing red as you barely managed to nervously meet his eyes.
"Hmm..." You noticed Astarion's smile starting to grow, "Not a bad way to go, if you ask me."
All of a sudden, you felt two of his fingers pressing against you; pushing themselves between your soaked folds and instantly making you flinch and moan out loud.
"In fact," You felt him lean forward to sweetly kiss your mound, "I couldn't ask for a better death if I tried."
As he kissed your skin, you could feel his fingers teasingly tracing circles around your clit - collecting your arousal on his fingertips and making you softly whimper as your body began to quiver at his touch. But before you could even begin to bask in the sensation, Astarion suddenly moved his hand away - causing you to whine and groan quietly in mild protest.
"And besides..." You saw him smirking as he took hold of your hips again, "you know how much I love to taste you, darling."
Without another word, he lowered you onto his face and opened his mouth. Moments after that, you felt the first avid swipe of his tongue between your folds, and your whole body nearly collapsed on top of him right then and there.
"Gods..!" You just barely managed to suppress your voice in a feeble attempt at quietness, "Astarion..."
You half-expected him to amusedly criticize your volume. But all you heard from him in response was a low, pleasured moan that sent the vibrations of his voice spiraling into your heat. He was already blissfully lost in your taste.
And at the end of the day...nothing turned him on more than hearing his name being moaned from your lips.
His large hands were lovingly caressing your hips - his fingers teasingly stroking your skin as he longingly dragged his tongue through your folds. But they didn't stay there for long, since you could already feel his hands sliding down to grope your ass once more as he zealously weaved his way towards your aching, throbbing clit.
Your back arched, and your head was already starting to tilt backwards in pleasure as your hands reached behind you to start eagerly roaming his body. His skin was soft to the touch, and you could feel the toned muscles of his abdomen tensing beneath your fingers.
Gods, he was fucking impeccable. And how it made your heart race to know he trusted you enough with his body, to allow you to touch him like this.
You heard him softly groan against you when he felt your nails starting to lightly dig into the skin of his thighs - and you felt your lips curling into a smile as soon as it reached your ears. There was nothing you found more gratifying than seeing your love in such a state of pleasure.
And you only wanted to please him more.
With a playful bite of your lip, one of your hands slowly traversed up his thighs until you found his cock. And as your fingers began to close around his length, you couldn't help letting out a satisfied moan.
His erection felt firm and smooth in your hand - and as soon as Astarion felt your fingers wrapping around him, you heard his breath catch in his throat as his body flinched excitably at your touch. With a smile, you began to slowly move your hand up and down his length - teasingly stroking him as he continued to fervently lap at your heat.
Another moan escaped Astarion's lips, and his grip on your ass rapidly tightened in response. Since meeting you, his lust had been flooding straight back to him for the first time in two-hundred years...and he was finding it extremely hard to control.
By the hells, it was driving him wild.
He revelled in the way your pleasured mewling filled his ears - smirking against your sex when he felt you starting to grind your hips against his face; desperately begging him for more. And of course, he happily obliged - readily flicking his tongue against your clit before taking the swollen bud between his lips and sucking it.
His fingertips were turning white from the way they were digging into the flesh of your ass. And he couldn't resist pushing his face even deeper into your folds - opening his mouth wide and greedily drinking in every last drop of your arousal.
"Astarion-!" You clapped your free hand over your mouth to force yourself into silence.
But of course, you still couldn't help yourself from stroking his cock a little faster - and you could already feel his length growing harder in your hand.
"Oh, you delicious thing..." he murmured against you with a quiet groan, "by the hells...what are you doing to me..?"
Before you could speak, his mouth suddenly broke away from you - and you heard him swear to himself as he abruptly pushed himself upwards; forcing you to release his cock as he appeared determined to sit up in his bedroll.
As your eyes met, and his skin pressed against yours, you could feel his hardened length resting against your stomach. Your arms began to loop around his neck, and your body trembled impatiently against his own when you felt him carefully lifting your hips once more.
As your forehead fell against his, you let out a gasp when you felt him lowering on you onto his cock. Your mouth fell open, and a long moan escaped your lips when you felt him starting to stretch out your walls as he entered you.
A low groan forced itself from the back of Astarion's throat as he slid himself inside you. Your body had accepted him eagerly - and your slick, silky walls had already started ardently squeezing around his length. And Gods above...it felt fucking incredible.
"Hells, Astarion..." you whispered to him, "please let me move..."
"You can move whenever you want to, my love," he told you with a smile, "I'm all yours, remember?"
A deep sigh fell from your lips as you smiled back at him. And as your grip on his neck tightened a little, your hips slowly began to roll against his. And as soon as he felt you move, Astarion couldn't stop himself from cursing under his breath before you heard your name leave his lips in a soft, pleasured moan.
"Gods, I love you..." his eyes were starting to close as his face began to draw closer to yours, "so fucking much, my darling..."
Before you could respond, his lips met with yours as he began to kiss you passionately. You could feel your heart pounding like a drum inside your chest as his tender words circled your mind in an infinite loop.
"And I love you, Astarion..." you murmured against his lips, "more than anything else."
After you spoke, you felt his hands starting to roam your body - lovingly tracing the curves of your hips, the swells of your breasts...taking hold of your thighs and squeezing them as you continued to ride his cock. But as soon as your body had adjusted to his entry, you lifted your hips and lowered them again - biting your lip and letting out a moan as you began to move them up and down.
As the two of you pulled away, Astarion dipped his head towards your chest - peppering your breasts with soft, tender kisses before he took your nipple in his mouth once more. You whimpered softly and tucked your face against the crook of his neck - hoping that doing so would somehow muffle the loud moans and cries of ecstasy that were just dying to escape from your throat.
"Quiet as a mouse, darling..." He reminded you as he smirked into your skin, "unless you want our friends to hear you crying for me."
You whined again and squeezed your eyes shut as you leaned against him; your breathing turning shallow as you felt him grasp your hips - holding you close to him as you grinded against his length. Ecstasy surged through your body from the pit of your stomach as you fucked him - relishing the way his cock moved in and out of you so flawlessly with every plunge of your hips.
As he sucked on your nipple, you could feel his teeth poking against your skin. And in that moment, you wanted nothing more than to feel those fangs sinking into your neck whilst his dick was buried deep inside you.
He never really managed to get a good feed last night, after all...
"Bite me, Astarion..." you begged him before you could stop yourself, "please..."
Astarion released your nipple from his mouth and lifted his head to meet your eyes - his eyebrows slightly raised before he started to knowingly smirk at you.
"My love..." He spoke to you softly as he took your chin in his hand, "I thought you'd never ask."
He then used his grip on your chin to gently turn your head to the side. And within moments, his mouth opened - his head diving into the crook of your neck as his fangs eagerly pierced into your throat; causing you to gasp before a loud cry suddenly forced itself out of you. The initial pain of the bite faded into the pleasure almost instantly.
A long moan drawled from your lips as you felt your blood slowly draining from your body. And you heard a soft hum of satisfaction emitting from Astarion as he gripped your body tightly and graciously drank from you.
Pure ecstasy was igniting within your body. The thrill almost seemed to put you in a trance. Intoxicated by the euphoria, your body almost seemed to move on its own - hips rolling, ass quivering as you fervidly bounced on his cock.
Your head started spinning, and your vision even almost seemed to fade a little. It was the height of your delirium, but Astarion knew he could only allow you a taste of it before he had to pull away.
But that one moment of rapture was all you needed to feel on top of the world.
You could already feel the pressure building up in the pit of your stomach as his fangs broke away from your skin. And as you felt the warmth of your blood trickling down your neck, you suddenly came undone against him - his name leaving your lips in a choked, raptured cry before you could even attempt to hush yourself. Your breathing turned ragged, and your legs were shaking as your orgasm nearly staggered your body.
Astarion silenced you by letting his lips collapse into your own - kissing you fiercely and letting out a moan as he felt your walls pulsing against his shaft. You felt the head of his cock twitching inside you - and when he suddenly flinched and groaned against your lips, you knew he'd reached his own climax straight after you.
Your forehead collapsed against his chest as you both panted to catch your breath - and you could feel his arms wrapping around your body once more; clearly wanting you close to him as he came down from his high.
"Well..." Astarion was the first to speak up with a weak chuckle, "I don't think we quite succeeded in being quiet, somehow."
You giggled tiredly and slowly raised your head from his chest.
"Gods...you don't think Lae'zel heard us, did you?" You asked him anxiously.
Astarion shook his head. "If she had, I'm almost certain we would have had about thirty blades thrown into our tent by now."
You laughed and smiled at him before reaching out to gently brush a few curls out of his eyes. You even found yourself gazing up at him a little - silently admiring his perfect face.
"You're so beautiful," you whispered to him, "you know that, right?"
"Of course I know that, darling," He replied with a smirk, "but if you still feel the need to say it, I'm not going to stop you."
You laughed again and ran your fingers through his hair one last time before you finally decided to move - allowing his cock to slide out of your body as you turned back towards your bedroll.
But barely five minutes after you rolled away, Astarion had started pulling you towards him again - his arms enveloping your body and drawing you in until you were pressed against him once more - and you immediately broke out a smile.
"Aren't you sick of me yet?" You asked him jokingly.
Astarion chuckled and shook his head again. "Never."
Your smile quickly grew, and you giggled quietly when you felt him touch his forehead to yours.
"Astarion..." you softly mumbled his name, "can I kiss you?"
"What?" He began to laugh, "Love, we just kissed each other about a hundred times over just then, and now you're asking me if we can do it again?"
"I know it sounds a little silly," you agreed with a chuckle, "but, I just...I still want to ask you, when I can..."
At your words, his eyebrows rose a little - seemingly rather surprised. But his face soon began to soften, and a soft chuckle escaped his own lips as he appeared to shake his head fondly at you.
"What?" You asked him, "Is it really that silly?"
Astarion smiled at you and shook his head again.
"When you say things like that," he began, "it only reminds me of why I'm so in love with you."
Your face lit up at his words, and your heart instantly began to race. It even almost felt like it was dancing inside your chest. And you could feel a hot blush rapidly spreading across your face when you noticed him smirking as he started leaning in towards you.
"So, come closer, darling..." he murmured to you, "and I'll let you kiss me as much as you want."