Your little shakes of excitement

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Chapter 3 for this week. This could be the only chapter until Sunday, there could be more, I'm undecided.


It had been about 4 days since I had confided in Astarion about my past. I still knew nothing about his. He dodged my questions with flirty remarks about my body. Nothing I hadn't heard before, but it sounded so different coming from his lips. Those perfect lips. It had become our nightly ritual that he would feed on me before we slept. "Eating you up just enough for me to be satisfied and leave you wanting more." As he put it. 

 I would be conducting my research when he would come to my door, never stepping inside. He knew I could sense him so he waited until I made my way to him. He would whisk me away to his tent, feed, and bring me back to my door. Never leaving me without a 'compliment'.

Our adventures had dragged us all over the region, a goblin infested village, the goblin camp, and owlbear cave, the risen roads, and the wetlands where the hag Auntie Ethel lived, where we found ourselves now. We killed the hag but that left us with the annoying Mayrina, bitching about how we had ruined her life. Her aura showed grief beneath the anger. The loss of a lover, a feeling I knew all to well. I looked around the strange hut, recognizing the magic, wondering how I had been fooled by such trivial rituals. I felt a hand touch my arm and turned around to see the man responsible for my conflicting feelings. He was very charismatic, and seemed genuine, but he was a man, if I had learned anything it was that men are not to be trusted; even if he wasn't I still wasn't done grieving my last relationship, or maybe I was. His very presence jumbled my mind.

"Ah darling I was just thinking about you. Remembering our time together, the things we've shared, and I don't just mean that lovely neck of yours. I'm growing to like the whole package, honestly. And you clearly like me to, so..."

He wasn't wrong, but was I ready to give my full trust to him. He already knew most of what there was to know about me, I trusted him to feed on me. But did I trust him with my body, did I trust him not to up and leave after he had gotten his fill of me. There was no way of knowing without trying, may as well. I chucked.

"What gave it away?"

"Your body, I could feel it as I was getting lost in your neck. Your little shakes of excitement. You enjoy it don't you?"

I felt my heart thump as my mind got hazy. 

"Yes, I did."

"So did I, more than words can say. You deserve a reward, I'm so very pleased with what you gave me. We could take an evening to ourselves, get away from camp, get some privacy." He paused looking at me, the blush on my face evident.

"I know somewhere quite. Somewhere intimate. Somewhere we can indulge in each other." He smirked looking down at me, waiting for my response.

"A less trusting person may say this all sounds very suspicious."

He chuckled, "Thank goodness we're all such good trusting friends then. On my honor, the only thing on my mind is depraved carnal lust."

"Sounds good then."

"Wonderful, I just hope we won't have to wait too long before we can steal away. But once we can I can promise you a night you'll never forget. See you there, lover."

My mind grew hazier as I nodded, lover, it had a nice ring to it, coming from his lips.

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