A Match Made In Hell

Tension.

The day is coming to a close. You've already met so many allies on your journey. Your newest ally, Astarion, has been a part of your camp for around a week or 2 now, little words have been shared and he seems pretty closed off from everyone. At first you thought this was a little weird, but after he explained he was a vampire spawn, things started to fall into place. You don't pressure him to talk, you figured he'll be more open in due time, for now he's a pretty powerful ally to have, and that's all you needed to know.

Making your way to the tent, you undress from your armour, getting into your camp clothes. You take a seat on your bedroll, opening up a book you've been reading for a few days, about vampires actually. You figured if you were having one as an ally, it's best to educate yourself as much as possible.

As you read each word and begin to relax your muscles, flicking through the pages, You hear footsteps coming towards your tent. Unusual considering everyone is usually asleep by now.

You make quick work of grabbing your pocket knife, swiftly putting your book aside and positioning yourself ready to attack whatever is approaching.

As the tent flap opens you make easy work of dragging in the shadowed person, pulling them to the floor, pressing the knife tightly against its neck.

"Well that's no way to greet a guest, is it darling"

You know that voice, it is as sweet as honey, it drips with mischievous tendencies, it's deepness holds a tint of lust to it. That's astarion.

You gasp, removing the blade quickly from his neck, helping him sit back up.

"Oh god I'm so sorry astarion, I didn't realise it was you"

You say, with embarrassment in your voice.

"Well it's nice to see we have a... Prepared ally on our team"

He states confidently, gently pushing his messy white locks away from his
face. Turning his body toward you.

"Ye sorry about that, old habits die hard"

You giggle under your breath.

"So erm, what's up?"

Your eyes begin to fill with confusion, this is very out of character for him. He rarely talks when he has too, nevermind willingly. I mean yes there's the odd flirty comments but that's just his personality, after all he is a vampires spawn, it's in their nature. Although now that you think about it, the comments are mainly aimed at you, and of course you reciprocate and laugh together, but you never assumed it meant anything, after all, why would he show interest in you?

"Well I couldn't sleep and needed some ... Company you see. And I saw you hadn't turned that little lamp out yet, who knew I'd be met with such a.... thrilling reaction"

He leans back onto his arms gracefully, slightly chuckling under his own breath, a small smirk widening on his pale elf face. His eyes begin to gloss over slightly.

"I see. You're always welcome here, if you ever need some company"

You smile back politely, sitting up and meeting his gaze.

"I might just take you up on that offer, darling"

His fingers brush against your cheek lightly, moving a dark brown strand of hair behind your ear.

You feel your cheeks flush ever so slightly. A light shade of pink gracing your face. You break the eye contact as you feel the nervous energy in your body begin to fill. Was he really showing interest in you?

"Well erm...I... What is ... How"

You know what you want to say but the words seem to flow out in broken sentences. Your breathe hitches with each inhale you take, your hands trembling ever so slightly. You've never been good at hiding when you're nervous, but this is a different kind of feeling, you... Like it? The ever so slight tension between you both is dancing around you. You haven't had time for... Fun before, so this small bit of attention you're getting is filling you with some feelings you aren't used too.

"Im sorry love but I couldn't understand anything of what you said"

He laughs but then makes a swift movement, positioning you on the bedroll on your back, his broad body towering over you.

"Although"

he leans in, brushing his lips against your ear ever so lightly, each movement he makes is small and calculated.

"I don't need you to say a word, you make it so obvious what you're thinking love"

He chuckles and backs away, gazing into your eyes for a brief moment, relishing in how he's caused your body to react with such little effort.

You lay under him, your whole body tensing with anticipation. All you can do is look into his deep, wine red eyes. You have a million words in your head, thousands of things you want to say but not a single one will come out of your mouth.

You want to make a move on him but your body just won't, you can only hope he wants the same thing you do.

"Aha speechless are we? Wow, I must say... I didn't expect it to be this easy"

He chuckles, brushing his thumb across your bottom lip softly.

"Such soft lips you have dear pet"

He says before returning to sitting next to you, keeping his composure. He didn't even flinch, everything he did was planned, just enough to keep you wanting more. He liked leaving you wondering what his next move would be.

"Well I suppose we should try to rest. We have a big day tomorrow darling"

He arises from the floor, keeping calm as he does so. As he walks towards the tent opening, he looks back, admiring the state he has left you in.

"Goodnight dear, try not to let your mind keep you awake"

He says, a grin spreading across his face as he makes his exit.

You try to reach your arm up and respond but you find yourself once again being unable to get the words out.

When you came to bed tonight the last thing you expected was for him to approach you in such a manner. I mean by all means it was welcome, if anything you'd been hoping the feeling was mutual between you both. After all you had been having certain... Dreams let's say. But why didn't he take it further? This wasn't some simple hook up he wanted clearly, or he would've done more. This was a game to him, he wanted to keep you waiting, he wanted to see how much of this tension you could handle before you crumbled before him.

I'd say game on... But you know it wouldn't take long for him to have you in his grasp. He barely even touched you, and look at the mess you're in? He planted the idea in your brain, and then pulled away just before you could make a move.

This was bound to take over you.

He was bound to take over you.