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Wait for me | Astarion (BG3)

Fandom: Baldurs Gate 3
Ship: Astarion X reader
General synopsis: Astarions warped relationship with sex post Cazador is confronted when he tries to seduce the reader, only for them to have their own complicated relationship with sex in a very different way. TW for sexual trauma.

It always worked, he was so used to this song and dance, it took him a few flirtatious remarks to actually realise something was different this time. It wasn't that you weren't reciprocating, you were. You threw some cheeky remarks back at him, but any time he attempted to get physically closer, you'd put up a roadblock. Change the subject, give his hand a gentle squeeze of affection before letting it go completely rather than pulling him closer, never lingering in the hug for too long when he'd leave that door open for something friskier. He was so used to people taking him the moment he offered (usually against his will) that he was baffled as to why you were talking the talk, but not walking the walk. You were saying all the right things, but never physically returned his advances. Like you wanted to give in, but something was physically holding you back. And he wanted answers, if he wanted this seduce you into siding with him plan to work, he had to actually get you to sleep with him.

So when he finally got you alone, heavily suggesting something sexual and you actually showing up and seemingly agreeing, he was even more confused when you simply stood there before him with zero reaction to his homey coated words. He was shirtless in front of you, yapping about 'making you mine tonight', you'd shown up and you're... not throwing yourself on him?

"Alright, I'm getting incredibly mixed signals here darling. Are we having sex or not?" He said, a little annoyed at the confusing lack of a reaction from you.

"It's not that I don't think you're a sweet talking, attractive, potential partner... it's... we should probably talk about some stuff first" you replied.

Oh? Oh! Maybe you had a particular kink or some kind of health condition that affected your sex performance? Fair enough, he'd listen.

"Talk away then, you've done a good job confusing me here. Straighten things out for me"

"... I've never actually done this before" you began.

He was silent a moment, was that it? You were a virgin? Well, that wasn't exactly an issue to him. But it was shocking, you were a vision. How the hell had no one claimed you yet?

"That's all? Oh darling, that's not an issue at all. In fact I'd be rather honoured to enlighten you for the first time" he said, seductive grin on his face.

This wasn't the first time he'd taken a virgins first time, he knew how to get them from shy and nervous to bent in half moaning his name. It was easy, it was... routine almost.

"That's not all" you said.

There's more? Now what? He was just growing more and more confused with what you were getting at now. What else IS a there to address? Aside from maybe some fantasy you wanted him to play out for you?

"... I think... this is a little too fast. It's not that I DON'T want you... but it's been what, two months? That's... really fast" you began.

...right, this wasn't a hook up in a tavern situation. He wasn't out luring people who were already looking for a hookup, he completely forgot that people tended to, well... grow a relationship first. That hook ups and sleeping around wasn't the norm. He was so used to frequenting places full of people who gathered for that specific purpose.

"... I can't... I've never been the kind to do friends with benefits, or fuck and forget, one night stand things. I can't get aroused at all unless I genuinely love the person. I can't kiss someone unless it means something, I can't sleep with anyone unless it's a real, long term relationship. Any time someone has come onto me without already being a trusted, good friend first, I just feel... violated. Like... it's so clear they don't actually like me for me, they just want my body and see me as an object to fuck" you explained.

Again, he was silent. That was so... foreign to him. But at the same time, there was something in there he understood. Feeling violated, objectified. He knew that all too well, he knew what it was like to be seen as nothing but a sex toy. But at the same time, he'd never waited before. It was always fuck on the first date for him, even though he never wanted it to be that way, it's all he knew.

"I've gone so long waiting for someone to respect that, to be willing to wait because they genuinely love me. But no one has, no one has ever loved me enough to wait. And because it's been so long, I feel like... like I have to cling onto that virginity. That keeping it means I've never been taken advantage of, that I've never been lead on, fucked and left behind. That if I do let it go, that's what will happen, and I'll just immediately regret it. So... if this is just sex to you... then I can't do this"

His expression was unreadable, something between confused and... relived. Frustrated and understanding at the same time.

"...you are full of surprises aren't you, darling?" He sighed, taking a moment to process your words and think about what to do.

You did hope he was willing to wait... you did really like him, it'd sting if he ended up seeing you as nothing but a hot body. But at the same time, you did see some signs of sexual trauma in him. Maybe waiting, growing closer and taking time would be beneficial for him too. And he had to admit... there was an odd sense of relief in the back of his mind at being given the chance to... take time. He didn't have rush into bed just to win you over.

"So... not tonight? Not yet?" He asked.

"Not yet... but later, if you're willing to wait" you replied.

"...yes... yes, I am"

He sounded almost surprised, like wasn't expecting to be so ok with taking more time. But the soft smile on your lips that grew when he agreed to wait? It more than assured him he made the right decision. Because there was no denying the way his heart fluttered upon seeing it, that he genuinely had developed real feelings at some point. And he couldn't do that you, push you. And the more he thought about it, the more he realised that maybe this would be good for him too. He'd never been with someone... for real. A genuine, long term relationship built in love and trust. He had no idea what he was doing in that regard.

"Thank you" you smiled, relived.

"Maybe waiting is... better" he replied.

You finally stepped closer, carefully reaching out to take his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"But we can still spend the night together, doing something else. Talking, playing a game, maybe swim in that river near camp? Just... be together" you suggested.

Actually, that sounded nice. That sounded... right.

"Oh, so you like my endless yammering about anything and everything do you?" He teased.

"I'll tolerate it" you joked back.

Hey, when did he start smiling? Genuinely smiling?