After he kills Cazador and spends some quality time ✨️ with you on his grave he thinks he's all healed now and can be intimate with you with no disgust or loathing
Oh how wrong he was
The grave intimacy was amazing, he was present, focusing only on you, the best night he has ever had
The next time he tries to have a "night of passion" with you is right after you defeat the netherbrain, as a reward and also a celebration
But the unwanted happened: he dissociated
He didn't even realize he wasn't there until you tapped him on the shoulder
It felt like a dagger to his back, but from himself. What went wrong? Cazador was dead. Tadpoles were gone. You were there with him despite everything. Why can't he just have sex with you like a normal person?!
Because healing takes time baby boy 🥺
He ran away that night. Because of anger, shame, desperation, he didn't know. Maybe all of it?
He only showed up two days later, apologizing and offering to continue, claiming to do better this time and not dissappoint you
You just hugged him and told him he didn't need to, that you'll be happy if the two of you just talk under the stars like you used to back in camp
He wants to agree and spend time with you but he blurts out no. He's angry at himself more than you. He just wants to give you everything you deserve, including a proper relationship with everything that belongs to it
You reassure him you understand but he needs time to properly heal
"Time? What should I wait for? Cazador's dead, I'm under no one's control, the wretched worms are gone and the two of us are together. I should be okay!"
It takes some time for him to calm down and admit what he has subconsciously known: he isn't ready yet. No matter how much he wants to be
You see his struggle. He wants it all at once now that he's free
Seeing him in this state makes you want to help him but there's seemingly nothing you can do. Except...
With a smile and no other word you take him by the hand and lead him to your shared bedroom
You start pulling your clothes off of you and you can feel him smirk behind you, until you finally reveal your plan to him
"We'll strip and cuddle. Nothing more. You need to explore other ways of being intimate, not just sex."
He's a bit puzzled to say the least. He has never heard of laying with someone naked as the day they were born and just...lay. By all logic and what he's known for most of his life it makes no sense. How can someone get pleasure out of just laying? He imagines it would be similair to locking him in a bloodbank but forbidding him from touching anything
Regardless, he starts stripping. If this is some manipulative tactic of yours it's pretty weak but he wants to see where this will go
No tactic, no ill intention, the two of you strip and get under the covers
He lays down after you and for a second has no idea what to do. Should he embrace you first? Should he wait for you?
Carefully, as if aproaching a stray cat, you move closer to him and slowly lay your head on his cool chest
The lack of clothes makes this a completely new experience for both of you, the contrast between your warm living body and his cold undead one is much more evident now
After a while you get a bit bolder and fully cuddle up to him, arm wrapping around his torso, your legs locking around one of his
When he felt your sex press against his thigh he expected to get aroused. Logically he should, right?
But he didn't. And neither did you. You just sighed and relaxed more
Astarion propped up his head with one of his hands, the other one brushed along your spine up and down
"This feels... nice."
You smile against his pectoral, silently celebrating your small victory
As you begin to drift off, lulled by his rhythmic breathing, he makes his own step forward and turns fully towards you, one hand on your lower back pushing your torsos together, the other pulls your thigh up and hooks it around his hip
If he was hard and you moved just a bit downwards he would slip right inside you, so close and yet
He nuzzles his face into your neck and plants a little kiss on your pulse point, over the marks he's made on you while feeding on your blood
"This is really nice," he purrs like a cat
When you wake up the next morning you remain in the same position as when you fell asleep, the only difference is Astarion's hands: firmly planted on your ass
After your first little intimate session he feels a lot more relaxed, behaves a bit more carefree, a bit happier over all
You try to carefully suggest couple of more cuddlings but he needs little convincing
Once the door to the bedroom is closed all clothes are off
Almost. Every. Night.
It was like entering a whole new universe for him, he wanted to explore everything this new arrangement could offer him
The two of you tried every position you could think of, it kinda reminded you of sex minus the sweaty mess afterwards
On the bed, spooning, chest to chest, sitting down, him between your legs, you between his, on the love seat, random windowsill, standing behind you with his amrs wrapped around you while cooking
When you had very busy days but still wanted the skin to skin he would go shirtless, tear your own shirt off of you and hug you as long as he could
An absolute power trip for him would be if you were the only naked one, sitting in his lap while he himself sat somewhere, either a couch or some random chair
Makes his imagination run wild. What if he had ascended back then? He would think of how he would make you slowly strip infront of him while he sat on a throne of sorts in Cazador's, now his, palace. How your naked body would dance against the finest silk of his robes as he took you over and over again
As much as this little idea aroused him he was glad it stayed only in the realms of "what if". He couldn't imagine how ascession would corrupt him and rob him of what he currently has
He loved taking you in missionary, but he might love having you sit on his lap a bit more
Your soft breasts preassing into him, head resting on his shoulder, giving him the perfect angle to grab your ass and squeeze it like a stress toy
Not to mention your weight grounding him in case his mind decided to wander against his will
However the more often you spend time like this, either sleeping cuddled up together or just hanging out, the less he felt his consciousness slipping away. Maybe all he really needed was to adjust his body and mind to intimacy, convice them he's safe with you, that he doesn't need to escape anymore
On one such cuddle session, when he had you comfortably on his lap and his back against the head of the bed, he desperately wanted to suggest trying to make love again
But something inside him, maybe an intuition or fear, told him he might not be ready yet, he might fuck it up again, dissapoint you, and return back to ground zero
Instead he suggested kissing. Small innocent pecks
You agreed with such enthusiasm, it made his heart almost skip a beat
The two of you agreed to go with the flow and let whatever would happen play out, see how far the two of you could go
It really started out innocently
At first you peppered his whole face with small kisses, not leaving one centimeter of skin untouched
He loved being admired, but he wanted to give some of his loving too
At first with pecks
Then proper kiss
An open mouthed kiss soon followed
A tongue slipped out and inside the other one's mouth soon after
You didn't even realize it and you were making out for almost an hour now
It wasn't rushed like when hot passion hurries you, it was slow, intimate, comfortable. Like two people who had all the time in the world and decided to slow down and enjoy eachother
This first make out session didn't lead to anything more, none of you minded. Astarion was happy, so were you. But most importantly he hasn't dissociated in almost a month now
You still cuddled every day, pyjamas and other sleepwear became foreign concepts in your household, maybe one day one of your make out sessions will probably lead to more, who knows
But you do know that if it ever will lead to proper love making, it would be on Astarions's terms. Once he knows and feels he's ready
Until then you'll happily enjoy his naked form just pressed against yours every single night
🦇 Hey-ho, you can read "Moderbat" in chronological order via this link.
( Scroll all the way to the bottom and read from bottom to top): https://www.tumblr.com/vetochkarowan/tagged/modernbat
musk is going to die in a Tesla explosion in 6 months after sticking his nose where it doesn't belong and we will never get a conclusive answer on whether it was a CIA car bomb or just a normal Tesla malfunction
thirsty hoe
posted with permission from bsky
You can read it Gale's Memoirs ✨here✨
(do it, it's brilliant)
I just have to say something, I hate apple, apart from the fact that it's unnecessarily expensive and you could buy a good gaming PC for the money, it's just a status symbol, according to the motto "hey guys I have enough money to put a penis extension in my pocket", filled every 3 months a new Iphone comes out which has just as few new functions as the old one, but has become even more expensive. I don't know any self-respecting IT supporter who is seen with an iPhone, and there's a reason for that: Apple makes you pay to repair their devices, also overpriced, unlike Android, remote access for support is not possible unless you are an Apple customer and pay 10 dollars per minute. So I ask you before you buy the next overpriced piece of plastic, think about what you can do better with the money… more useful things you could buy.
So sexy
Is Evelyn late to the party on this trend? Sorry, she was busy reading smut 📚😘
Angelic devil 🌸
Reblog if you're a perverted woman with dubious motives
weird anon being summoned here.
So I recently watched Bones and All (hope you’re familiar with it, I’d feel bad spoiling it in case you aren’t but are interested in it!) - and I’ve been unable to stop thinking about the ending. Do you think that, when Tav‘s life was coming to an end and they’d ask Astarion for it, would he do a bones and all on them and feed from them one last time, draining them dry? Personally, I think my Tav would see it as a last goodbye, giving him a chance at savoring their blood/the memory of feeding on them one last time while also slipping away rather peacefully (judging by how the narrator frames it during bite night when you don’t stop him, it isn’t very painful and you just drift off.). I’ve been torturing myself with the mental image of Astarion being extremely emotional while trying to honor Tav‘s last wish, trying to savor that connection one last time while also grieving immensely and maybe struggling with a sense of guilt for a few days now.
anon you're going to kill me. i've never seen that movie but this is so fucking sad
i know in my heart that astarion would absolutely hate doing it, but if tav asked i think he would.
another funeral rite i can see him doing is keeping a vial of tav's blood somewhere, like in a pendant or something. the vampire version of keeping a lock of someone's hair. or have it preserved as a gem for a ring
Problem solved. ( i hope)
thank you for reading :)
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Hi I'm Mona, I'm 35 years old and live in Switzerland, I have a small Twitch stream under Vio_Wolf where I show a lot of DND and also play other games. Baldurs Gate is my absolute favourite at the moment. I hope you forgive my bad English as it is not my native language. You'll see, I love Astarion more than anything, I don't care if Spawn or Ascended, I liked the guy even before I knew his backstory and even more afterwards. .
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