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From Ashes to Embers: Astarion

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Parts 36
Time 6h 47m

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"By the Hells, Astarion," Tav complained. "You muddle my wits. I believe you missed your own calling to be a sorcerer." He offered a hand, hoping to bring their strange interaction to a close. 

Seizing the hand Tav offered to him by the wrist, Astarion swung to his feet lightly, laughing. "It's good to know that even your hardened heart isn't immune to my considerable charms. Tell me, was merely the allure of my body that pleased you so?" He smiled meaningfully, tightening his grip on Tav's wrist as he stepped closer. "Or perhaps, darling Tav, is our dear leader the kinkier type? Was it the rope on my hands or the knife to my throat that awakened the dragon?" 

Tav was watching him with wide, wild eyes, breathing hard and fast again. "I... Astarion, forgive me, I meant no offense-" The vampire moved even closer and the sentence squeaked to a premature end. Tav swallowed hard and tried again. "Merely the friction of the horse and your body against mine, Astarion, truly." His eyes begged the other man to believe him. "I apologize most sincerely for any offense caused."

Astarion smiled back at him with eyes like a shark scenting blood in the water. "My dear sorcerer, how much do you know of vampire spawn such as myself?" 
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Rescue and romance, angst and comfort, fluff and misunderstandings - all in the setting of the Baldur's Gate universe, centering around Astarion, Tav and Halsin.All Rights Reserved

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