These Cursed Hands (Touch Me With) [COMPLETED]

These Cursed Hands (Touch Me With) [COMPLETED]

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"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
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He bent forward, lowering his voice into a grumbly murmur. "I happen to have a lovely tower with a splendid view of the harbor." "You are inviting me to your home?" I recoiled in surprise, sniffing as my tears dried. He cleared his throat awkwardly, looking away. "Ah, is that perhaps a bit too forward?" I shook my head, holding up my hands. "It is just that you do not know me very well." "But I would like to. Get to know you well, that is." ~~~~~ Four years after the events that led to the death of the elder brain- and the destruction of the Crown of Karsus- Gale accepted the offer to be a tenured professor at Blackstaff Academy. Both his former explosivity and his reputation as a hero of the Gate kept his students under control and the staff certain of his credibility. But when the new herbalist supplying the Academy finds him less than savory upon introduction, Gale attempts to fix his impression with varying degrees of success. First person female pov (cross-posted on AO3)

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