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Astarion manages to keep his true nature a secret until they reach the Shadow Cursed Lands. Or so he thought. It turns out he's wrong in more ways than one.
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23 Mar 2025
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Astarion still leans over you, his posture lithe, lazy, relaxed. But there’s a slight rigidness to him that indicates impatience. It’s strange, you think to yourself, that even after 200 years of practice he still can’t hide his thirst. Underneath that easy smile and perfect poise, there it lies, an aching cavity in the pit of his stomach that can never be truly filled.
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You spend the night after freeing your lovely, but extremely vulnerable tiefling compatriots, perched over the Last Light Inn bar. But while you may be able to satiate your hunger with a mug of mead and bowl of stew, your companion, Astarion, can not. So you offer your neck as a favor to your favorite porcelain skinned elf. That's just what friends do, right?Bookmarked by Kikiarty
21 Mar 2025
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Astarion was perhaps addicted.
His tongue prodded around his mouth, sliding across his teeth, licking at his lips, swiping up every possible drop he may have missed. His fingers shook as he brought them to his chin, searching for any leftover morsel. His hunger was a writhing thing in his belly, spurred on by this luscious, delicious new meal.
Just a taste, that’s all it should have been. A one time thing to make him stronger. Yet he found himself desperate for this not to be the case.
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Or exclusively drinking one person's blood has consequences. Namely, the vampire is a predator after all, as charming as he may be.
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- Part 4 of Of Blood and Poison
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20 Mar 2025
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“I must thank you for your company. I fear you have been the highlight of my night.” Astarion gives your hand an affectionate squeeze before he’s dropped it and disappeared into the night.
You stand there for a moment, dazed and coming back to your senses. Your skin is still flushed and hot as you imagine again what Astarion’s lips might have felt like against the back of your hand. Or perhaps pressed against your own? You think of Astarion and his sweet words and beautiful face. Perhaps it was possible to marry for love, after all. Perhaps Astarion would be your saving grace. For who couldn't resist ending the night in love with that man?
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Or, you think the handsome stranger you dance with at a ball is the solution to all your problems. That is, until you discover him drinking another woman's blood in the gardens. He forces you to marry him to ensure you keep his secret and you're determined to hate him forever.
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19 Mar 2025
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"As his scarlet eyes slowly drifted down towards your neck, he felt his mouth starting to water. But even under his ravenous gaze, you didn't waver once. Your pursuit of the thrill was clearly just as motivating as his desire to taste you again."
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Since the first night Astarion bit you, you simply haven't been able to get him out of your head.
And Astarion himself is silently growing infatuated with the taste of you.
So what happens when he finds out that you secretly get off on him sucking your blood?
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08 Mar 2025