Just one bite Astarion x reader

Ah, if it isn't my favorite traveling companion

Skipping straight to the first long rest, im too lazy to write the into to all the other companions.

Y/R (your race)

The day had been an interesting one. Crash landing and meeting such an eclectic group of people. Each with such an interesting aura, each with a tadpole. We had all gathered in a makeshift camp. Karlack a barbarian, Wyll a fellow warlock, Gale a wizard, Laze'll the fighter who we rescued from some teiflings, Shadowheart our cleric, and Astarion a rouge with his mysterious race. As much I enjoyed looking at their auras and reading their every feeling, I knew it had to end, I needed to build relationships based on trust. I cleared my throat before speaking.

"Can I have everyone's attention for a second,"

"Oh darling it's hard not to have my attention on you." Astarion interrupted with his flirty attitude, to me it was clear I was a mask, sure there may have been a bit of genuine attraction but it was a facade he put up.

"As much as this makes me feel safe, I need relationships based on trust, so if I don't do this now, you will never trust me." I paused looks  and feelings of confusion on their faces and auras.

"Like everyone here I have my own set of abilities, one of which allows me to sense auras and by extension, know every emotion your feeling and know what you are thinking to some degree, in order to help you guys trust me I will give you each one of these." I pulled out 6 onyx colored bracelets. "These stop me from knowing your emotions and thoughts, as much as my ability helps me trust you, it doesn't help you trust me." I handed each of them a bracelet seeing them rushing to put them on, mumbling thanks. Not the first time I'd seen it happen. The day began to fade to night and as I walked to my bedroll a hand on my shoulder stopped me. I jumped startled.

"Rely on your sense that much huh," Astarion spoke softly.

"Yes, im not particularly happy with my choice."

"Why do it then, you could have played us all like fools, dancing to a tune only you could hear."

"I needed people who could trust me, unlike you, people don't trust me with two honeyed words."

"You're not wrong, but that is a little harsh." Disappointment in his voice, it frustrated me not knowing if it was real.

Several days past, we headed for the goblin camp we had been asked to destroy. I had gotten used to the dynamic of our group. I was still lost in the strange aura of Astarion. I was up one night when I saw him leave camp. I choose not to follow, his presence while charismatic carried an air of danger. 

I woke the next day and we set off on the road, on our path a boar. I inspected it finding 2 strange puncture marks in its flesh.

"Vampire bite, they are ferocious creatures." Astarion said. A vampire I thought, I had never seen one, maybe it was the explanation to Astarion's strange aura

We reached the goblin camp at nightfall, retreating outside to our own camp. I ate my dinner, feeling Astarion's gaze on me.

I slipped into my bedroll but no sleep came, I opened my eyes to see Astarion looking down at me, his face nearing my neck. He jumped back seeing my open eyes.

"Shit"