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@dxnse-macabre

BRUISED AND BATTERED from the fight with the orthon, Cassian hoped that the DEVIL would give Astarion the answers he needed. Oh and he did, though in truth the prospect of hunting down a vampire lord and killing him wasn't high on his list. But gods he would GLADLY for Astarion, after all how hard could it be to kill an undead madman.

BUT THAT conversation happened a while ago and now the camp was quiet. Everyone tucked away for the evening to sleep, he noticed his FAVORITE vampire wasn't to be found in his bed roll. So Cassian moved to check in his tent.

"Astarion?"

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@dridurge liked for a one liner starter!

"How hard do you think it would be to much to try and fight a god?"

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@cimmeriana // cont.

CASSIAN WAS UNUSED TO THIS to having someone he cared so deeply for that he would do stupid things to keep them safe. But that was love he supposed. Different colored eyes softened as he relaxed into her touch. His heart pounding in his chest as he learned the depths of her affection.

Her words only made his heart sing, compelled to take her word for what she said. " As would I. My heart belongs to you and you alone. You have filled the void within me so perfectly that there is no more room for anything else."

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@darlingdesiredelicious from here.

The tiefling crossed his arms as he looked at the spawn. "Wanted to see what you would say. "

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@wolfkcst // lyric starter

"Sometimes I sleep all day, because I hate the sunlight."

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"We should just kiss."

@dxnse-macabre // @moonridge // @sanguinelf // @peacedomain

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@bhaalswn // cont.

A delighted smile came to his face when he saw the others reaction to him strolling over with a dagger in hand. It was interesting to him; he should have expected some level of possessiveness, some level of wanting to claim what was HIS.

Cassian didn't move when Alkas took his hand; he just kept his eyes on the stranger. Though his attention turned to the other when he was spoken to, oh how he would kill them for him. "Could I? Would it make you happy, my husband?"

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That comment pulled a chuckled from the large tiefling "I do. When I have the time. Doesn't usually help making allies though." He followed behind him hands on the back of his head as he kept pace. humming to himself in between their conversation.

"Sure you can. I think I wont push my luck since this is probably the last debt I have. I don't want to have to deal with this mess again."

"YEAH, YOU SEEM the type to do a lot of talking in your spare time." They're playing with fire a little bit here, maybe more than they should, but what's life without a little risk of being burned? Hands slide into pockets in a further show of faith as they start walking in the direction of the tavern, kicking a rock down the cobbled street as they do.

"I THINK YOUR luck might be better than you give it credit for, Cass - can I call you Cass? This particular situation is quite lucky in your favor. Not to imply you should pick up gambling again, since apparently you've already pissed someone off enough to try to hire a mediator, just something to think about."

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@thiefscant // lyric starter

"Maybe we're just having too much fun."

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@astaricn

CASSIAN HAD A SMIRK IN HIS FACE, feeling like getting him back for all the teasing Astarion did. Though it did go both ways, and that's what made it fun. Truly, if he had him alone, he wouldn't hesitate to be on his knees. But he doubted the rest of the camp wanted to see that or hear it. He made a little sound when the other caught his chin and pulled him close.

"Don't make promises you can't keep." He whispered, his eyes gazing down to look at the others his lips. Not really able to hide how he wanted to kiss him and have him all to himself. "I promise to make good on my teasing after we can be alone."

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Cassian sighed and easily picked them up. Not high off the ground by any means, just enough that he could set them on the ground in front of him. It was probably the easy in which he could pick them up that made his grin even wider. Perhaps he will have to remember that for another day. though he will admit that he liked their cool body near his infernally hot one. It wasn't like Karlachs but still warmer than most humans.

"There, I think we are even now."

-> They are caught between the shame that they would rather have landed in the mud than be clutched at, and the stinging frustration that they let themselves get wound up over nothing again and still ended up losing out on their advantage to his sheer strength. If they had managed to successfully bully him into apologizing it may not have felt like such a pyrrhic victory when he finally apologized---one sturdy, warm arm around their waist, and one resting between their shoulders on their back, like it was waiting for them to slip further and have to be hauled up by the scruff. Compared to their own skin, whose temperature runs just a bit cooler than is normal for humans, they can feel the heat of his organs throughout his armor like standing near a fire---it is a humiliating comfort coupled with his coy words.

"Don't get used to it. I'm no damsel in distress."

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@pinktief liked for a one-liner.

"Can we please go home and die now?"

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@ode-of-odr // lyric starter

"Work ain't been to steady, I'm headed for something heavy."

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@fatespins // cont.

Cassian didn't believe him. He could tell the wound was deep, just by the way the other was acting. He should have a potion or two in his pack.

He took over when the other pulled away, keeping pressure on the wound. A stupid smile was on the fighters face. "Am I at least hot covered in blood?" He asked, trying to comply with others' requests.

"I think my pack has some potions and bandages. Though if you wanted to just get it and help me out of my armor." A cough came from him trying to hold himself together and not die here.

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Truly, Cassian was still in shock that this was happening. It seemed too perfect, too good for him. He hoped this wasn't some gods' form of a cruel joke that would be stolen from him.

"Was it a compliment if it was the truth? I could stare at you all night instead of the stars." He kept his hands on the elf's sides, not daring to overstep. All he wanted was to make the other happy. "We also could just say lines to each other all evening." Teasing as he sat up just enough that he could take his chance and kiss him.

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THE HANDS AT HIS WAIST WERE GENTLE, BUTTERFLY SOFT as astarion hovered above him. the elf knew not to put all his weight on the other, but just enough to feel the EXCITEMENT if it were to grow under fabric.

❝ oh, don't get me started with the COMPLIMENTS , my dear ... ❞ he smirked as a finger traced along the other's collar, playing with the buttons of his tunic. ❝ i have PLENTY to describe your perfect body ... ❞

❝ after all, this body is a temple that i plan to DESECRATE . ❞

check that phrase off the list. what's next ?

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@astaricn // cont.

"Calm down, I will fix your clothes." Such drama over some spilled blood. With a snap of his fingers and a muttered word, he cast presiditation, magically cleaning the shirt and bringing it back to its pristine white color. "I am truly sorry, I'll be more careful. Do you need more blood at this moment?" Was he truly so desperate for his help? Yes, he couldn't lockpick to save his life.