Vampires are cunning creatures who have no qualms about making others suffer in their place for their own ends. Like many of the victims, Astarion was unaware of this fact. Blinded by greed and golden promises, he agrees to be turned. A friendly enemy of Cazador Szarr for many years, you observe the events from a safe distance. Until a silver head catches your attention.

"I thought you might like it," I spoke so softly I worried the wind had carried my words away, but Astarion faced me, one eyebrow quirked in curiosity. My gaze flickered over to him, then swiftly away. "You do like it, don't you?" "Yes, I do." There was a warmth there, in his voice. Not the melted chocolate, sun-warmed honey kind he could turn on and off at will, but something fonder. Clearer. Like the tinkling babbling of a stream and the rustling of leaves. "Good, then." An Astarion fic that begins the night he tries to feed from you. First person female reader. (Cross-posted on ao3) Cover Art By: DAISY XIE

This is exactly what the title says.... I will be writing no Lemons, but there will be Fluff and Angst. //I do not own Baldur's Gate 3 or the Reader// Also guys, if you want to, feel free to check out my etsy shop! https://www.etsy.com/shop/DorkTags if you want to go and see what I've got going on over there! Thanks!