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[daniwritesstuffandthings]

"You'll eat your words," but I want to savor them and lick up every last apostrophe and comma on the page.

I want to roll up your words and get high on the phrases inked into the parchment.

[daniwritesstuffandthings]

Fluffy with a little bit of spice that will leave you wanting more.

Tav gets Astarion blood drunk.

Pretty tame and cute. Enby!Tav

No warnings other than obvious vampire things, biting and blood.

I stumbled around the camp until I found my cozy bedroll. The warmth that radiated from the campfire danced roughly with the alcohol in my stomach. I lowered my eyelids for a few minutes. Camp was quiet that night, the only thing I could hear was Scratch twitching and making little dream whines. I hear soft footsteps approaching. Not trying to be silent, just quiet enough so their footsteps don't wake the unconscious. Ah, Astarion. I almost forgot about our nightly arrangement. Was I that drunk?

"Hello, darling." His honey-sweet voice floated into my eardrums.

I sat up onto my elbows with a sway and attempted to focus my eyes. "Hello... You."

"Looks like someone has gotten into the firewine barrel. I'm jealous."

I flopped back down on the pillow. "Look, if my blood is too polluted for you, then you can ask someone else. I'm sure Gale would let you munch on his neck if you asked nicely."

Astarion gave me the most disgusted face. "Gale? Ha. I would sooner drink from a mind flayer... Ew."

His eyes slowly drifted over my body then shot up to my face and he crossed his arms. "You know, since you're compromised I can't in good faith drink from you without enthusiastic consent."

I rolled onto my side, seductively put my hand on my ass, and quirked an eyebrow at him. "Oh, so you're saying you don't want to take advantage of me when I'm in a... compromising position?" I said trying and failing to sound sober.

"As tempting as taking advantage of you sounds, I have been trying to improve on my moral standings as of late." He examined his fingernails and glanced back at me. He definitely just wanted to hear me beg him to feed on me, and I was just plastered enough to do it.

"Come onnnnnn." I whined. "I want you to be strong for the fight tomorrow. It's not like I'm begging you to sleep with me or something. " I swept my hair away and exposed my neck to him.

There was a pause as he considered my words for a moment, but then his eyes settled on my bare throat. "What a generous and pushy little thing. I like it." He grinned just big enough to show off his fangs.

Astarion kneeled beside me, pushing me down with just a finger on my chest. He leaned into me with the push. I could see the hunger flash in his eyes as his form engulfed my own. One of his hands slid underneath my shoulder, the other tilting my head to the side, his thumb gently settled on my jawline. Astarion swallowed.

I felt his breath on my neck. "Are you ready?" He whispered, his lips grazing my neck, sending a chill down my spine. "Yes." I breathed out. I closed my eyes in anticipation for the sharp, icy shock that came quickly. I let out a gasp at the pain. I wrapped my arms around him, my left hand burying into his silver locks. A quiet moan escaped my lips. My right grasped and bunched his shirt in my fist. His pulls were needy tonight.

I felt his skin warm from his lips pressed to my neck and gradually to his back. I could almost feel him regaining his strength, and something else too. Something different. He was ...relaxing?

Being Astarion's personal blood donor had gotten to be a sort of bedtime routine. Astarion comes to me right before we sleep, feeds, then we sleep in our own bedrolls. Nothing too exciting once you get used to it.

Suddenly, Astarion pulled away and his body relaxed, his head coming to rest on my chest. I felt the worry rising.

"Astarion? Are you alright?" I said with a nudge.

"Mhm~" came his reply. "Never better." He nuzzled into my chest. The worry burning in my chest extinguished as the realization hit me like a blow from a great axe. Astarion was positively blood drunk. I giggled with the thought.

"Aww poor thing can't handle his sanguine-ria, can he?"

"I didn't know this could even happen." He said with a drunken slur, not even putting forth the effort to lift his head off my chest. "How much did you have to drink?"

"We may have had an alcohol dinner tonight. Elminster ate all the bread and cheese."

Astarion looked back at me sleepily, a lock of hair softly curtained his eyes. I tucked the unruly tuft behind his ear, barely grazing the pointed tip. Astarion shuddered out a breath.

"Was that a good sound or a bad sound?"

"Good." He huffed out.

"Oh, so the ear thing isn't a myth?" I said with a smirk.

I repeated the motion with more intent by tracing the curve of his ear with my fingertips. He squirmed and shuddered out another breath.

Astarion's leg came to rest on mine. My hand drifted down his back, aware the ridges of his scars, but not lingering on them. I focused on the way his back rose and fell with every breath.

A bit of blood still dripped down the corner of his mouth. I gently swiped it away with my thumb and painted it across his bottom lip. He took my thumb in his mouth and lapped up the remnants of my vital fluid, not even leaving a trace behind to rouge his lips.

I took this rare time to admire the features of his face. His irises were the color of faceted rubies. My palm came to rest on his jawline, and my thumb made lazy circles on his cheek. His skin was as white as ivory and as soft as a freshly bloomed rose petal.

Astarion propped himself over top of me, and his lips crashed against mine, his tongue coaxing my own lips open. I tasted the metallic tang of my lifeblood on his, the kiss deepening with need. Underneath the waves of passion, I felt an undercurrent of obligation.

I pushed him back slightly. "You know you don't owe me anything for allowing you to feed, right?"

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Well, of course. Are you enjoying yourself?"

"I'm enjoying you, darling. In more ways than one."

[daniwritesstuffandthings]

short & impactful

"Stay."

"Just go."

"I hate you."

"Because I love you."

"Don't leave me."

"Leave me alone."

"I need space."

"Don't go."

"Talk to me."

"I want only you."

"You need to move on."

"Please, speak to me."

"This will end now."

"I want to forget you."

"Hate me."

"Why?"

"Lie to me."

"I can't do this."

"Tell me."

"I'm just afraid."

"Please, leave."

"You can't leave me."

"I need you."

"Don't do this."

"Just stop."

"It's over."

"Tell me the truth."

"I can't lose you."

"We're done."

"Please."

[daniwritesstuffandthings]

I have so many ideas that I can't even listen to my audiobook today 😅