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“Forgive me for being ah, nosy,” he chortles, and you roll your eyes at the pun. “But I couldn’t help but notice a particular… aroma wafting from your direction.”
You blink and subtly try to sniff yourself, confused and more than a little annoyed with his roundabout insults. He simply laughs and shakes his head. “No, no, not that. Believe me, I certainly don’t smell any more like a summer’s day than you do after the day we’ve had. No, I meant… well, you smell like blood, darling. And yet you haven’t a speck on you.” He looks you up and down as he speaks, almost leering at you.
You can’t tell if he just thinks of you as a snack, or as something more. Whatever it is, you like it. Except for right now, because it dawns on you immediately what he’s smelling, and you want to melt into the ground right where you stand. Evidently, Astarion doesn’t need to see to know that your cycle has started. He can smell it.
Astarion simply chuckles and steps closer. “I was right, wasn’t I? There’s no need to be embarrassed, sweetheart, the monthly cycle is perfectly natural—“
Astarion eats you out on your period. That's it. That's the fic. Because there aren't enough of them. Set during Act 1.
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03 Jul 2026
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Based on that ONE scene, and if you need a refresher:
https://youtu.be/nArn9oDBhFg?si=ZORdyUnG_iA7YcxjBookmarked by plantsim
31 May 2026
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Tav seemed perfectly normal in their day to day, but Astarion knew that she was avoiding him. It had been that way since the last time he had fed on her.
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28 May 2026
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In pursuit of an ornate treasure chest hidden within the depths of a forgotten cave, truth-magic stirs a confession out of you in the presence of company you'd rather have avoided.
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24 May 2026
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“Satisfied?” he asks in a low voice. They’re standing so close together that he has to look down his nose at her. Like clockwork, the high points of her cheeks flush scarlet as she looks up at him in return, her eyes shining, more honey-brown than ink in the bright daylight.
“Yes,” Neve answers simply. But it seems to catch in her throat, a hint of rasp on the word. Her heart is hammering in her chest.
Fucking hells. That’s going to have to be enough assurance that she’ll be receptive, because he isn’t going to make it another day without a taste.
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A prequel to A Little Further and Dancing With My Demons: Neve and Astarion's bite night.
In which Astarion only needs a taste, he swears. But he may have bitten off a little more than he can chew.
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- Part 3 of Mercurial World
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18 May 2026