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Just saw a TikTok of a Cameo that someone has requested of George Taylor (Roland’s VA) doing a reaction to a love confession in character. It was the cutest thing ever. Like he’s so adorable and sweet. Had me like:

Like it gave me an idea for Tav right before dealing with the end game shit, dropping a confession off at the towers for Rolan. He’s busy with work and sorta dismiss Tav or they sneakily drop it off and he doesn’t read it until later and is all the chaos going around he’s terrified for them as he realizes his feelings and theirs.

Tav comes back all battered and bruised and he’s rushes up them all concerned checking them all over and gently scolding them as he slips out:

“How can the one I love so much be so reckless and brave?”

And Tav is like, “You love me, too?”

“Always my darling.”

Gah why isn’t he a romance option, Larian!? He can be such a Mr Darcy and I love it.

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Beg For It - Tav x Rolan x Dammon

Warning: Minor DNI - Smut - Tail play, begging, slight choking, AFAB Tav, threesome, BDSM, Kinbaku, facial, cum swallowing, after-care, voyeur.

A/N: Sorry it took so long depression and illness took over. I think I got all the tags, let me know if I missed any. Not edited or anything, so probably a few mistakes, I apologize.

Tagging: @dutifullylazybread @blobs-away @spunky-89 @viennacherries (hopefully okay to tag, let me know if not)

Tav had indulged in a sex party that was being held at Sharess’ Caress, after saving Baldur’s Gate from impending doom they have felt the need to indulge it life’s pleasure to reward themselves. It took some convincing for her boyfriends to warm up to the idea unsure how such parties functioned as they themselves were quite new to the idea of living as a thruple.

Rolan, Tav and Dammon always managed a few head turns as they went about in public both tails wrapped around her in some fashion the Tieflings protective over their precious hero. Despite she can handle herself they like to get her time to give up the control and be soft.

The parties at Sharess’ Caress offers such opportunities for them in a more illicit fashion. Sure in their bedroom Rolan is more than happy to be in control dominate every breath she takes, holding her to the edge of pleasure and reeling her back again with practiced ease. Dammon ever the pleasure dom supporting her as enjoyed all the whines and moans she let out just for him.

But Sharess’ Caress offered more, supplies, props, watchers free booze at these special parties for couples to come and learn more about other forms of love, or just partake in the events. The three of them were enjoying such a party in a room of their own the door cracked just for that added bit of excitement of a possible voyeur.

Tav was on positioned on a soft cushion fashioned in a wrist to leg position with jute rope, bare body exposed to the Tieflings before her. Rolan felt she looked like a work of art, her body quivering under the gentle ministration of his tail flicking back and forth over her clit. Her legs were spread just enough for his tail to rub back and forth over the whole of her pussy and the tip of his tail dragging over her exposed clit slowly.

Tav felt her body grow hotter as Rolan was teasing her with his tail the relief she felt just giving in and letting Rolan and Dammon pleasure her, to let her have her release. Soft thighs wrapped up decoratively with the jute rope as her arms were tied to her ankles the position was so exposing and freeing, Dammon had tied her up perfectly.

“Damn you look like a present all wrapped up like that.” Dammon said admiring his work, moving closer to her tail caressing her breasts gently squeezing them.

Dammon snaked his tail around both breasts the thick appendage squeezing the desirable mounds of flesh causing her to gasp arching her back. The young Tiefling was still wearing pants, slowly he undid the snaps and pulled out his cock, stroking it gently as he watched her below him as she stared up at him lust filled eyes on his body.

They knew what she wanted without her having to say a word knowing her bodies desires, just by her moans and whines as her body struggled against the jute needing to be closer to them. Rolan slowly slid his tail down admiring the wetness that drenched the tip, as she quivered and whined until the contact, there was a small puddle forming on the pillow below.

“Dripping wet, just from my tail.” Rolan chastised a smirk on his lips, golden eyes admiring the beauty in front of him.

“It’s. . .s. . .”

“Use your words, my darling.” Rolan commanded, flicking his tail back up the tip grazing her clit.

“Ah! So — good! I need more.” She moaned panting heavily as Dammon squeezed her breasts tighter with his tail, cock hard under his touch now.

“Oh darling you want more?” Rolan teased pulling his tail away bringing the tip to his face watching the wetness drip down his tail, taking a slow lick of his tail savoring the flavor of her.

“Yes, more.” She whined as Rolan presented his dripping wet tail to her mouth as she greedily wrapped her full lips around sucking off the thick juices enjoying her taste.

“Do you think she’s ready for more?” Rolan looked over at Dammon eyeing his partner who was unfurling his tail from her breasts, admiring the red marks littering the soft flesh.

“She’s practically begging.”

“But not quite. . .” Rolan added, a devious tone in his voice as he pulled his tail out of her mouth, long tendrils of spit connecting from the tip of his tail to her lips.

She let out a loud whine, squirming in her spot body needy for their touch as both of them started to fully strip. Tav admired as the Tieflings undressed their bodies beautiful in the soft glow of the lamps in the room, the infernal ridges adorning their bodies adding such pleasing textures to their body that always sent her over the edge.

Rolan’s tail went back to her clit, rubbing back and forth causing her to pant heavily as he grasped his cock stroking it. Her pussy was drenched with her wetness making a damp puddle under her on the pillow as she was just on the edge of cumming but each time Rolan would pull his tail away as she was shaking on the edge. Dammon was teasing his tail all over her body wrapping it on soft flesh squeezing enjoying the gasps she made.

As Tav started to sob, “I - need —- I need. . .” Babbling nonsense as she let tears flow down her face body glistening with sweat.

“What do you need, my precious?” Dammon asked, kneeling down to her level scarred fingers curling under her chin directing her face towards her, soft blue eyes staring at her wet eyes.

“I want your tails in me.” She begged, the tone of her voice higher as she was so needy for their affection.

“I’m happy to oblige my darling.” Rolan said moving his tail down nestling the tip in between the folds and inside her.

“Yes!” She let out in a scream as his tail spread her open allowing the thicker section of the tail in.

Arching up in pleasure, mouth wide, head lolled back as she let the feeling of being full by Rolan’s tail take over her body and mind. It was pure bliss to feel that thick ridged tail inside of her, the tip of his tail pushing firmly against her cervix as he pulled it away quickly and then back in just as fast. Moving it in and out then twisting dragging the ridges in a different direction over her swollen clit, sending her body in fits of pleasure.

The babbling that fell from her lips was music to Dammon’s ears he always enjoyed all the sounds she made when worked over by Rolan. He could play her like an instrument. Dammon moved his hand to the back of her head tangling fingers in her hair pulling her head back up kissing her passionately, tongue twining passionately.

Tav started to rock against Rolan’s tail gaining more friction as Dammon broke from the kiss standing back up. Wrapping his tail against the lower part of her throat applying gentle pressure as she let out a squeal of pleasure before the air was restricted from her, safely.

Rolan was thrusting his tail in and out of her, the loud squelching sounds of her drenched pussy filled their ears, groaning with pleasure as he started to stroke his cock hard to match the speed he was with his tail. There was some beads of pre-cum leaking from the tip of his thick cock, he was so devoted to her pleasure, his heart’s desire, someone he would burn the world for. Dammon knew he would do anything to make her happy, she was his guiding light.

Dammon’s cock was throbbing, pre-cum dripping from the tip thick enjoying the look Tav gave as her eyes flickered to their dripping cocks, the lust in her eyes. Rolan groaned as he could feel the walls of her pussy tighten around his tail nearing the breaking point as she couldn’t hold back any longer needing her release.

Giving up some restriction on her throat letting the husky moans fall from her lips, the ones he knows she lets out as her orgasm grew close. Her body was sweaty and dripping wet from the pleasure Rolan was giving with his tail as it spread her open moving in and out of her.

“I’m — going — to — cum!” Tav moaned her voice faltering as her body couldn’t take any more.

“Cum on my tail, baby.” Rolan commanded as he twisted his tail in her the ridges of his tail rubbing against her clit and insides making her eyes roll back in pleasure.

Dammon brought the pressure of his tail back to her throat as she started to orgasm, body shaking with pleasure as she rode the high.

There was a creak of the door that they barely noticed but didn’t care, out of the corner of his eye Rolan could see someone was watching there performance, all he could see was a large cock dripping with pre-cum and a bit of a pale nose lurking around the doorframe.

“I’m going to cum,” Dammon let out in a weak tone unable to resist any longer himself. “Open your mouth.”

Tav obliged as he pulled his tail from her throat moving closer to her, tail caressing his bare back, toying with round ass cheeks. Rolan sidled up closer both Tieflings stroking their cocks as she leaned her head back mouth open wide. It was beautiful to see them stroking their thick, girthy cocks in front of her ready to explode with hot cum, it made her desire more of them. There was never enough of them, their bodies or their souls she was always wanting more each day she was with them.

Both grunting as they got closer to their orgasm. Dammon reached down grasping his balls massaging them as he leaned back his head releasing his cum filling her mouth of the hot sticky seed some dribbling down her lips. Rolan followed suit letting out a breathy whine as his tail thumping loudly on the floor in a knee-jerk reaction to his orgasm his cum hitting her cheek then her mouth filling her to the brim with their cum.

Mouth open wide head tilted back as the cum was hot and savory in her mouth as swirled it around, playfully looking up at her boyfriends as they looked down at her with hazy eyes. Drunk from their high, the release was so relieving as she saw the lewd look she was giving them. There was droplets of cum escaping dripping down her chin, throat and trailing down her swollen breasts.

“Swallow my precious.” Dammon urged her, his tail caressing the side of her face.

Rolan slowly twisted his tail inside of her the over sensitive clit making her whole body jolt as she swallowed up the cum, licking her lips clean. Rolan pulled out his tail admiring all the cum that was sticking to it as he enjoyed the view of the dripping wet tail. Dammon knelt down untying Tav, gently massaging her arms and legs to help ease her to a comfortable position.

“Let’s clean you up, my love.” Dammon said caressing her face, a soft warm smile.

“You did splendidly, my darling.” Rolan admired as he went to close the door knowing it was time for privacy, intimacy for their post coital comforts.

Tav felt loved as Dammon helped her to her feet supporting her as Rolan went to the table where there was a basin of water and cleaning supplies. Dammon massaged the arms and legs helping them regain motion from the tied up position as Rolan cleaned up Tav and his tail in the process both whispering words of admiration as she grew hazy with sleep. Soon the three were curled up on the plush mattress taking a brief nap, tails wrapped around her as she felt safe and loved in between them.

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Finally finished it and it’s out to read!

Just an fyi I’m still working on Rolan x Tav x Dammon tailplay fun times just had a menty-b day and need time to recover. I will attempt to finish on Sunday.

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Just an fyi I’m still working on Rolan x Tav x Dammon tailplay fun times just had a menty-b day and need time to recover. I will attempt to finish on Sunday.

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My favorite Tieflings, just need to add Karlach and it’s complete.

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I could stare at rolan all day tbh

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The Great Study of Rolan Pt 2

TW: Abuse | Smut (Tail play, P-V sex, fingering, male receiving oral, horn play, unprotected sex)

A/N: I wrote this while working and dealing with a sinus infection loaded up on antibiotics and pain pills so enjoy. There might be some mistakes please pardon them. Haven’t written smut in a while so enjoy my rusty writing skills.

Tagging: @viennacherries @darkurgetrash

"Isn't it obvious, Rolan?" Lia teased as she leaned over the counter staring at her brother who was reading over the stack of tests he needed to grade.

"Isn't it obvious, Rolan?" Lia teased as she leaned over the counter staring at her brother who was reading over the stack of tests he needed to grade.

He was on Rhiannon's paper and notice the look that had spread over his face. He felt it was a passive, neutral face but Lia had a good skill at reading his facial expressions. Thinking about the prior night as he spotted her leaving the campus arm in arm with Dammon. It made him sick to his stomach seeing that Tiefling wrap his tail around her waist as they chatted over the events of the day.

It had become clear he had feelings for her but he didn't want to admit it to anyone.

"It's obvious as the bruise on his face." Cal snorted, pointing at the purple hued bruise on his sibling's face.

"You like her." Lia said in a sing-song voice, handing Rolan some aspirin to help ease the pain of the bruise.

"I do not, I just think she could make wiser choices." Rolan muttered, taking a few of the pills, gulping them down with his third coffee of the morning.

"Like you?" Lia commented, tousling her sibling's hair it was down framing his handsome face as he tried to focus on the paperwork and not his siblings comments.

"I mean Dammon is nice, he's making more money, funny and he's defintely not a surly old man like you." Cal teased, knowing it would piss off Rolan.

"I'm not old. . ."

In class Rolan was trying to ignore the pain in his arm, face and neck from last night's events. Professor Lorroaken had him staying late dealing with a load of tests and miscellanous papers that were more than he should be tending to. He had to call out from his job to attend to these, which had earned him an stern warning from his boss. But it was easier to appease the head librarian than the professor. Professor Lorroaken was lording over him ranting about something on the subject of the Nightsong. Rolan was exhausted, beyond belief and he was not in the mood for the ire of Lorroaken.

His mind kept wandering to Rhiannon, how she kept voicing concerns on his health and he should stop working for Lorroaken. But this was his dream everything had wanted, Lorroaken had picked him to be his apprentice to shadow him and learn to be a professor that he had talent. That Rolan was someone better tahn the rest. But why did he treat him like he was dirt? A slave? What doesn't kill you makes your stronger. . .right? The worn out Tiefling slowly closed his eyes imagining, Rhiannon comforting him soft praises and a warm mug of coffee to wake him.

"SLEEPING ON THE JOB?! How dare you disrespect me?" Professor Lorroaken exclaimed shouting yanking Rolan from the chair roughly sending the Tiefling to the floor, shouting in pain.

Professor Lorroaken slapped Rolan against the face with a full open palm, the smack resounded in the private office echoing loudly as it sent Rolan back to the floor as he had attempted to stand.

"That should wake up your sorry ass!" Professor Lorroaken shouted, letting his frustrations out on Rolan the veins in his neck pulsing as he was clenching his jaw, hand raised for another attack, the older man panting staring down at him.

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Rhiannon let out a gasp when she came into the classroom, Rolan's face was bruised and he was tender with his left arm as if it hurt to move it. It sent her blood boiling as she knew the culprit was Professor Lorroaken, he had taken it to an extreme. Rushing over to the smaller desk that Rolan was standing at the normal chair missing as he had is tail wrapped around his leg the tip moving up and down the side of his calf in a self-soothing motion. He looked broken and it hurt her to see that, she liked him a lot he was sarcastic, smart and good looking and something about him was just endearing. It hurt to see him allowing this abuse to happen when it was not needed. Glaring at the professor, Rhiannon looked up at Rolan who didn't meet her look, pretending to be more focused on the papers on the desk.

"Did he do this to you?" She asked her voice soft, gentle making him want to hear more of the soft tones.

"Please sit down and prepare for class Miss Rhiannon." Rolan said stiffly, seeing the look that Professor Lorroaken was giving, the man's temper was not be tested today.

"Today's topic is the historic significance of classism in the work place."

"Like how poor people are forced to work more than the rich elite?" A student piped up.

"To point a finer point to it yes." Professor Lorroaken acknowledged.

Rhiannon's blood was already boiling so this was just a spark to ignite a rampage. They had enough.

"So that means like even assistants who are unpaid getting abused? Forced to work more than necessary?" Rhiannon spat out it wasn't normal for them to speak harshly in class, opting for the kinder tones when discussing the topics at hand.

Today was different she was sick of seeing Rolan the way he was, worn out mistreated and underappcreiated. Everyone in the class stared at Rhiannon then to Rolan as it was obvious that they meant him as he's black eye was noticable and the way he was favoring his arm he was injured. It sparked a whole unhinged debate in the classroom, that took the class over the time limit. There was students who were tossing in stories from their families and personal experiences on how they were treated and how it was unfair. Some where starting to shout and get loud, Rolan for a moment felt worried that something might happen bad to Rhiannon which made him feel conflicted she brought this conversation on herself.

Rolan was embaressed but a part of him felt vindicated that someone was standing up for him, even if it was her. The determined look on her face as she told Professor Lorroaken that the underappreciated workers would over throw the rich elite and take what was theirs gave him hope. Hope that he would get out of this hole of despair he was stuck in with this position. But it also embaressed him to the point that he could handle himself and that was stronger than anything, making him feel like he was weaker and needed to be tended to like a child.

After class, he rushed out of the room unnoticed by Professor Lorroaken who was fuming under his breath about "unbridled youth". The fresh air hit him in the face, as he rounded the corner spotting her quickly alone leaning against a pillar catching her breath, looking flush. She looked beautiful all out of breath, heated from the arguement and hair caught up in her face as she tried to organize her books.

Rushing over to her, knowing that he couldn't avoid Professor Lorroaken for long he could at least tell her.

"Don't you think I have the ability to handle myself and stop things that bother me?" Rolan said approaching her, his voice firm and deep catching her attention quickly.

"I just don't like how he treats you." She insists, thumbing through her notes.

"And how should I be treated?" He grumbles, golden eyes burning through her notes trying not to notice the tone her voice, the kindness.

“Like you matter, that your life means something? Because you mean something to me.” She said her voice firm, flicking soft eyes up matching his burning gold eyes, making sure he heard each word.

Rolan’s breath caught in his throat hearing those kind, meaningful words it was a shock. Why was she so nice to him? He always treated her like any other, something to avoid. Despite what his younger siblings advised on, especially Lia who was praising Rhiannon often.

“Tch, stop with that soft-hearted crap.” He grumbled, pulling away breaking from her intense stare needing to be free of her captivating presence.

Rhiannon grabbed at his hand, pulling him back towards her catching him off guard the Tiefling faced her again to see a calming smile on her face. It was the second time she had actually touch him, her skin soft against his thick ridged skin, cool to the touch in contrast to his naturally hot skin.

“You don’t have to always be so gruff, Rolan. You know?"

"You don't understand."

"Well help me understand, Rolan?"

"It's not that easy to just explain to you. . ." He started, flustered she was so close her body just inches away her lips tantalizing him with an invitation.

He was having a hard time denying he wanted her.

"Then break it down simply, just like you do in class. But first we need to get your face doctored up, I have no classes for the rest of the day we are going to my place."

Before Rolan knew it he was being dragged to her apartment, he knew had been there a few times at the door to pick up a drunk Cal and Lia but never inside. She held his left hand firmly not allowing him to even try to leave, a part of him didn't want to leave to just enjoy being with her. It would be okay wouldn't it? She wouldn't hurt him. . .

"I'm sorry the place is a bit of a mess, Lia normally comes by in the mornings on Monday to clean up for me but she was busy." She admitted looking around at the small aparment that was littered with some clothes and take-out boxes.

"So she cleans for you?" Rolan chuckled, as she flicked on the lights to be accomadating and the fan to create a cooling breeze.

"I like that laugh. . .it's nice." Rhiannon commented smiling at him, not hearing an laugh from Rolan often it was normally a derisive snort.

"Don't be greedy. . ." Rolan muttered his voice like butter as it made her shiver, shyly turning away from her as she moved to the kitchen leaving him in the living room.

As she returned to the living room, Rhiannon guided him to a chair suggesting him to roll up his sleeves. Rhiannon was tender as she slowly applied some salve to the bruises and abrasions on his face and arm, admiring the ridges on this upper arms and the spackle of freckles on his face. The freckles faint but up close numerous they looked beautiful on his face, she wanted to kiss them to adore them, it brought a blush to her cheeks as she saw he was staring at her.

"This should help ease the pain, how does it feel Rolan?" She asked brushing some hair out of his face, her knees brushing against his looking down at him a warm look on her face.

"It's nice. . .why are you nice to me?" He asked abruptly shaking his head, looking away from her.

"Because I like you a lot, it's it obvious? I just feel drawn to you, I want to know more I want to. . ."

"I'm a asshole ninety percent of the time like I purposely am a dick to you." He said startled not sure how to react.

"Perhaps I like the asshole act? I know it's an act I see how you are with your siblings I know you are just afraid of letting people in. You can trust me Rolan. . .I want to get to know you more. . ." She teased, as he scoffed at her remarks.

He pulled her onto his lap a soft yelp emitting from her lips as he stared at her, golden eyes intense as he studied her face.

“How do you want to know me more, Rhia?” He asked his voice a husky tone as the hot breath fanned over her face, causing a shiver to go down her spine.

“I want to know how feel against me, how your lips taste, how it is to wake up beside you. . .”

As if jolted awake Rolan cupped the back of her head tangling long lithe fingers in her hair pulling her close kissing her passionately. She hungrily responded kissing back, wanting more as she pressed a hand on his chest, feelings the ridges on his chest through the thin shirt, his skin practically boiling under her touch.

His sharp teeth nipping at her lips wanting more as his hand gently pulled on the hair eliciting a moan from her, hips grinding instinctively against his lap feeling his arousal. It was moving faster than she had expected not thinking that Rolan would actually kiss her and specially not with this intensity.

“You have been such a frustration such a bother - but I just need you, I desire to feel your body against mine to be in you.” Rolan groaned as they surfaced for air, as they stared at each other.

“I need you so much. . .please Rolan. . .” Rhiannon begged, as she placed soft kisses on his cheeks adoring the freckles.

“So greedy my dear one.” He let out in a guttural tone that made her knees weak, as he slipped a hand in between them up the hem of the dress she had been wearing, teasing her clit over the thin underwear.

“Only for you.” She let out a hiss as her body gave a shake from the gentle touches he was giving, watching her reactions taking in every sound and movement.

She was putty in his hands now underwear already damp from arousal just from his fingers, it made Rolan proud and accomplished. It restored the lack of confidence he had been feeling, how could this woman already make him feel better just by being with him?

Staring at her parted lips, the moans falling from her mouth easily the sound was music to his ears as he felt himself getting harder. Sliding his fingers over the damp fabric covering the long fingers in her wetness feeling the heat of her body a finger curling over the exposed clit he let another finger push through the folds and inside of her.

“Rolan yes. . .” She let out a loud moan, as she reached a hand up tangling into his hair the other hand reaching to cover her face in shame at her lewd moans.

”Don’t hide yourself from me, I want to see it all.” Rolan commanded, his fingers halting their ministrations on her body, causing her to whimper in need for his attention.

“Yes, see it all. . .all.” She moaned removing her hand from her face, eyes hazy from lust, she looked ethereal sitting on top of him.

Simply a goddess.

He continued his teasing motions over her clit and moving of his finger in and out of his pussy making soft groans as she ground her hips against him. Leaning forward Rolan sucked on the cleavage that was before him, as she pressed her body against him, hand moving from hair to horn pulling as she made sure there was hardly any gap between them. Normally his horns weren’t much on his mind but aroused they were sensitive as fuck and when she pulled herself closer it, that sensation sent his nerves reeling. Nearly cumming right then and there Rolan let out a loud moan against her breasts, shoving a second finger inside of her making quick work of her as her legs started to shake.

“Fuck, I’m close. . .” She let out a whine that rang throughout the room.

“Cum on my fingers now.” Rolan commanded in that same deep tone as before that made her mind go numb.

She collapsed in his arms as she came all over his fingers, panting she pushed back wanting more. Shakily Rhiannon got to the floor pulling off her clothes, kneeling on the folded fabric she stared up at Rolan, wanton eyes needed more of him.

“I want more - - -.” She started unsure where to go next just that she wanted more of him, to feel all of him, to become one with him.

“Tell me what you want, my dear one and we will make it happen.” His voice was velvet, urging her to go forth to follow through with her passions.

“I want to suck your cock.” She admitted, moving herself closer to in between his spread legs, a hand reaching out to the hard cock that was struggling against the pants. “I want your tail to tease me while I do it. . .”

“Tease you how so?” He asked, Rolan tried to conceal his excitement at the thought as his tail moved towards her the tip caressing her naked body.

“However you see fit.” She let out a breathy moan as his tail flicked over her breasts, teasing the hard nipples dragging down her stomach to her wet pussy.

As she undid his pants eagerly pulling out his girthy cock, the sight was impressive the ridges that adorned his body also fit along the length of his cock. Wrapping her lips around the head of his cock she started to suck vigorously enjoiying the unbridled moans coming from Rolan as she could feel his tail quivering with each hard suck she made. His tail slowly moving around her body enjoying the soft supple touch of her skin, caressing over her ample ass and thighs as it made its way back to her dripping wet pussy. The tip of his tail moving back and furth over her clit teasing inside of her, just nudging itself in.

Rolan was gripping the arms of the chair as she was sucking his cock hard, slowly taking more of his cock inside her mouth, tongue lavishing over the ridges of his cock. He wasn’t quiet about his pleasure as he moaned leaning his head back some in pleasure as his hips thrusted up some pushing his cock further into her mouth. It felt like heaven to have her sucking him off, his tail teasing her clit as he had only dreamed of doing.

Gagging herself on his cock, tendrils of spit coming out of her mouth against his body as she moved her head up and down on his cock sucking hard. She enjoyed the feeling of his tail slowly pushing inside of her spreading her open as he started to throb in her mouth, loosing control of himself. Rolan was praising her incoherently as she reached a hand up caressing his balls in one as the other hand gently ran nails down his thighs.

“Fuck - fuck, I’m going to cum!” Rolan groaned his body shaking as she pushed all of this cock she could handle in his mouth, his tail fully entering her pussy sending her reeling from the feeling.

A hand cupped the back of her head holding it in place as his cock throbbed hips thrusting forward as he released a load of cum down her throat. Rolan could see the sheer look of pleasure on her face as he felt her walls clamp down tightly on his tail, releasing her own pleasure on his tail. It was a high that he never felt he would ever had obtain before. . .he wanted more.

Slowly pulling her head up as his hand moved away, she looked up at him mouth open revealing all the cum. Rolan watched as she swallowed all licking her lips as he pulled his tail out of her, it dripping with her cum. He was still hard, still needing more of her - needing to feel all of her.

Standing up Rolan, pulled off all of his clothes tossing them to a heap beside him. She still on her knees watched ravenously as he bared himself to her, he looked like a god to her - beautiful and outer-worldly something that only she could dream of. Freckles littered his body alongside the ridges and dots that came naturally to a Tiefling. She knew she wanted to caresses every single ridge against her body.

“You look so beautiful. . .” Rhiannon said staring up at him.

“That’s my line.” He chuckled a bit of a shy tone returning to his voice for a moment, as he grabbed his tail collecting some of the cum off it, tasting it.

“On your back.” He added as he got down on his knees, staring at her, as her chest rose with each deep breath waiting for him.

As she laid down Rolan didn’t waste time sliding his right knee in between her legs pushing them to the side as he reached a hand up to her back lifting her up a bit.

Angling her so she could see him enter her, “I want you to watch me enter you.”

“Yes, Rolan let me see that cock spread me open.” She begged, voice light from lust and desire for him, wanting to feel that ridged cock spread her open.

“You want this. . .?” He questioned making sure she was ready, his cock was a lot bigger than the head of his tail.

“Yes Rolan, I want - I need your cock.” She begged, panting heavily as grabbed a hold of a horn for support.

Rolan took the initiative and pushed his cock right into her wet pussy, indulging in the loud moan that she let out as he spread her open. It felt divine to be inside of her, to feel her warmth around his hard cock, dripping wet with desire for him making it easy for him to move all the way in her. Rolan waited a moment once he was fully seated in her, to savor the feeling and to look at her to judge her appearance was she still okay with this? The hazed look she had, the pure bliss on her face was enough for him to know she was enjoying it as much as he was but he wanted to hear the words fall from those sweet lips.

“Tell me you want my cock inside. Tell me you want me to move.” Rolan begged, not realizing the tone until it resounded in his ears, he was so in love with her.

“Yes Rolan I want your cock inside of me - moving inside of me make me cum on your cock.” She begged, reaching up for a chaste kiss.

With that consent Rolan started to thrust inside of her setting a good steady rhythm as she watched his cock go in and out of her dripping wet pussy. Quickly he moved his tail to her clit the tip of his tail rubbing her clit as he continue to hold a hand to her back supporting her as the other balanced himself.

He loved how she fell apart under him her body shaking and her moans loud enough to rouse the neighbors. Gently laying her on her back, Rhiannon made quick work of wrapping her legs around his waist as he move his tail away from her clit, hands going to her waist holding her in place as he started to pound harder into her. He was grunting heavily as she was clenching his cock hard, his tail moving to her mouth letting her taste her cum that was drenching it with. She sucked greedily on his tail as he watched her do so, breasts bouncing as he dug nails into her hips, droplets of blood spreading underneath his nails as he did.

“You are so tight for me - clenching me so tight as if you are going to squeeze the cum right out of me.” Rolan panted as he leaned into her pressing himself closer, biting on the side of her neck.

“I want all of your cum, Rolan.” She said breathlessly, arching her back some, wrapping her arms around him hands caressing over the ridges on his back.

Sharp teeth bitting in to her neck, sucking leaving his mark on her he didn’t he didn’t want anyone else to even think of touching her now. He wanted to be the only one that saw her like this that made her a mess like this. He would do anything to keep her with him. . .to keep her safe and in his graces. He was all hers.

“It’s all yours - all of me is yours.” Rolan groaned as his cock started to throb inside of her, making her moan loudly.

“Yes, mine!” She shouted as he could feel her walls release around him cumming all over his cock.

As her nails dug into his back Rolan couldn’t hold it any longer, the strong thrusts started to become erratic as his balls smacked against her ass, pushing himself further into her reaching to her cervix. Grunting loudly, he moved for a kiss as he came inside her, filing her up with his cum, holding himself in deep inside as his hips made small thrusts making sure all the cum made it in her. She kissed him hungrily as as she squeezed her legs around him tightly, wanting to keep him inside of her not wanting to let the cum out.

Slowly after a few minutes of slow kissing enjoying the taste of each others lips, bodies covered in sweat panting slightly, staring at each other, they started to untangle themselves. Rolan gently rested her arms and legs down, slowly pulling his cock out of her marveling at the cum that slowly dripped out, wishing to keep it all inside of her.

“Are you okay?” He asked, moving to lay down beside her, the soft carpet under them wasn’t super scratchy but plush.

“I’m feeling fantastic. . .you?”

“You could say I feel the same. . .didn’t hurt you any?” He questioned, this concerned tone was new to her ears, and loved it.

“I’ll be sore tomorrow but worth it.”

“I’m glad. . .I didn’t intend on this. . .I. . .” Rolan started to blather feeling not awkward.

“Rolan I understand this was spur of the moment - but I want to be in a relationship if that is something you are okay with if not we can leave this as it is. I like you a lot.” Rhiannon stated being clear with him as possible.

“I am okay with that. . .I think Lia will finally shut up about your finer qualities.” Rolan let out a laugh.

“She hasn’t a clue of all of the finer qualities I can show you.” She said with a coy smile planting a kiss on his cheek. “Now let’s clean up.”

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Here is a photo of my Rhiannon she's got a "few" mods, and of course she doesn't have the horns in the story as here this Durge is half Tiefling/Drow.

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Imagine Rolan and Dammon teaming up on Tav only fucking her with their tails until she’s a mess begging for their cocks.

Hmmm.

I feel this is a next project?

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stay hydrated

forgot to post this yesterday, for your thirsting needs

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The Great Study of Rolan Pt 2

TW: Abuse | Smut (Tail play, P-V sex, fingering, male receiving oral, horn play, unprotected sex)

A/N: I wrote this while working and dealing with a sinus infection loaded up on antibiotics and pain pills so enjoy. There might be some mistakes please pardon them. Haven’t written smut in a while so enjoy my rusty writing skills.

Tagging: @viennacherries @darkurgetrash

"Isn't it obvious, Rolan?" Lia teased as she leaned over the counter staring at her brother who was reading over the stack of tests he needed to grade.

"Isn't it obvious, Rolan?" Lia teased as she leaned over the counter staring at her brother who was reading over the stack of tests he needed to grade.

He was on Rhiannon's paper and notice the look that had spread over his face. He felt it was a passive, neutral face but Lia had a good skill at reading his facial expressions. Thinking about the prior night as he spotted her leaving the campus arm in arm with Dammon. It made him sick to his stomach seeing that Tiefling wrap his tail around her waist as they chatted over the events of the day.

It had become clear he had feelings for her but he didn't want to admit it to anyone.

"It's obvious as the bruise on his face." Cal snorted, pointing at the purple hued bruise on his sibling's face.

"You like her." Lia said in a sing-song voice, handing Rolan some aspirin to help ease the pain of the bruise.

"I do not, I just think she could make wiser choices." Rolan muttered, taking a few of the pills, gulping them down with his third coffee of the morning.

"Like you?" Lia commented, tousling her sibling's hair it was down framing his handsome face as he tried to focus on the paperwork and not his siblings comments.

"I mean Dammon is nice, he's making more money, funny and he's defintely not a surly old man like you." Cal teased, knowing it would piss off Rolan.

"I'm not old. . ."

In class Rolan was trying to ignore the pain in his arm, face and neck from last night's events. Professor Lorroaken had him staying late dealing with a load of tests and miscellanous papers that were more than he should be tending to. He had to call out from his job to attend to these, which had earned him an stern warning from his boss. But it was easier to appease the head librarian than the professor. Professor Lorroaken was lording over him ranting about something on the subject of the Nightsong. Rolan was exhausted, beyond belief and he was not in the mood for the ire of Lorroaken.

His mind kept wandering to Rhiannon, how she kept voicing concerns on his health and he should stop working for Lorroaken. But this was his dream everything had wanted, Lorroaken had picked him to be his apprentice to shadow him and learn to be a professor that he had talent. That Rolan was someone better tahn the rest. But why did he treat him like he was dirt? A slave? What doesn't kill you makes your stronger. . .right? The worn out Tiefling slowly closed his eyes imagining, Rhiannon comforting him soft praises and a warm mug of coffee to wake him.

"SLEEPING ON THE JOB?! How dare you disrespect me?" Professor Lorroaken exclaimed shouting yanking Rolan from the chair roughly sending the Tiefling to the floor, shouting in pain.

Professor Lorroaken slapped Rolan against the face with a full open palm, the smack resounded in the private office echoing loudly as it sent Rolan back to the floor as he had attempted to stand.

"That should wake up your sorry ass!" Professor Lorroaken shouted, letting his frustrations out on Rolan the veins in his neck pulsing as he was clenching his jaw, hand raised for another attack, the older man panting staring down at him.

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Rhiannon let out a gasp when she came into the classroom, Rolan's face was bruised and he was tender with his left arm as if it hurt to move it. It sent her blood boiling as she knew the culprit was Professor Lorroaken, he had taken it to an extreme. Rushing over to the smaller desk that Rolan was standing at the normal chair missing as he had is tail wrapped around his leg the tip moving up and down the side of his calf in a self-soothing motion. He looked broken and it hurt her to see that, she liked him a lot he was sarcastic, smart and good looking and something about him was just endearing. It hurt to see him allowing this abuse to happen when it was not needed. Glaring at the professor, Rhiannon looked up at Rolan who didn't meet her look, pretending to be more focused on the papers on the desk.

"Did he do this to you?" She asked her voice soft, gentle making him want to hear more of the soft tones.

"Please sit down and prepare for class Miss Rhiannon." Rolan said stiffly, seeing the look that Professor Lorroaken was giving, the man's temper was not be tested today.

"Today's topic is the historic significance of classism in the work place."

"Like how poor people are forced to work more than the rich elite?" A student piped up.

"To point a finer point to it yes." Professor Lorroaken acknowledged.

Rhiannon's blood was already boiling so this was just a spark to ignite a rampage. They had enough.

"So that means like even assistants who are unpaid getting abused? Forced to work more than necessary?" Rhiannon spat out it wasn't normal for them to speak harshly in class, opting for the kinder tones when discussing the topics at hand.

Today was different she was sick of seeing Rolan the way he was, worn out mistreated and underappcreiated. Everyone in the class stared at Rhiannon then to Rolan as it was obvious that they meant him as he's black eye was noticable and the way he was favoring his arm he was injured. It sparked a whole unhinged debate in the classroom, that took the class over the time limit. There was students who were tossing in stories from their families and personal experiences on how they were treated and how it was unfair. Some where starting to shout and get loud, Rolan for a moment felt worried that something might happen bad to Rhiannon which made him feel conflicted she brought this conversation on herself.

Rolan was embaressed but a part of him felt vindicated that someone was standing up for him, even if it was her. The determined look on her face as she told Professor Lorroaken that the underappreciated workers would over throw the rich elite and take what was theirs gave him hope. Hope that he would get out of this hole of despair he was stuck in with this position. But it also embaressed him to the point that he could handle himself and that was stronger than anything, making him feel like he was weaker and needed to be tended to like a child.

After class, he rushed out of the room unnoticed by Professor Lorroaken who was fuming under his breath about "unbridled youth". The fresh air hit him in the face, as he rounded the corner spotting her quickly alone leaning against a pillar catching her breath, looking flush. She looked beautiful all out of breath, heated from the arguement and hair caught up in her face as she tried to organize her books.

Rushing over to her, knowing that he couldn't avoid Professor Lorroaken for long he could at least tell her.

"Don't you think I have the ability to handle myself and stop things that bother me?" Rolan said approaching her, his voice firm and deep catching her attention quickly.

"I just don't like how he treats you." She insists, thumbing through her notes.

"And how should I be treated?" He grumbles, golden eyes burning through her notes trying not to notice the tone her voice, the kindness.

“Like you matter, that your life means something? Because you mean something to me.” She said her voice firm, flicking soft eyes up matching his burning gold eyes, making sure he heard each word.

Rolan’s breath caught in his throat hearing those kind, meaningful words it was a shock. Why was she so nice to him? He always treated her like any other, something to avoid. Despite what his younger siblings advised on, especially Lia who was praising Rhiannon often.

“Tch, stop with that soft-hearted crap.” He grumbled, pulling away breaking from her intense stare needing to be free of her captivating presence.

Rhiannon grabbed at his hand, pulling him back towards her catching him off guard the Tiefling faced her again to see a calming smile on her face. It was the second time she had actually touch him, her skin soft against his thick ridged skin, cool to the touch in contrast to his naturally hot skin.

“You don’t have to always be so gruff, Rolan. You know?"

"You don't understand."

"Well help me understand, Rolan?"

"It's not that easy to just explain to you. . ." He started, flustered she was so close her body just inches away her lips tantalizing him with an invitation.

He was having a hard time denying he wanted her.

"Then break it down simply, just like you do in class. But first we need to get your face doctored up, I have no classes for the rest of the day we are going to my place."

Before Rolan knew it he was being dragged to her apartment, he knew had been there a few times at the door to pick up a drunk Cal and Lia but never inside. She held his left hand firmly not allowing him to even try to leave, a part of him didn't want to leave to just enjoy being with her. It would be okay wouldn't it? She wouldn't hurt him. . .

"I'm sorry the place is a bit of a mess, Lia normally comes by in the mornings on Monday to clean up for me but she was busy." She admitted looking around at the small aparment that was littered with some clothes and take-out boxes.

"So she cleans for you?" Rolan chuckled, as she flicked on the lights to be accomadating and the fan to create a cooling breeze.

"I like that laugh. . .it's nice." Rhiannon commented smiling at him, not hearing an laugh from Rolan often it was normally a derisive snort.

"Don't be greedy. . ." Rolan muttered his voice like butter as it made her shiver, shyly turning away from her as she moved to the kitchen leaving him in the living room.

As she returned to the living room, Rhiannon guided him to a chair suggesting him to roll up his sleeves. Rhiannon was tender as she slowly applied some salve to the bruises and abrasions on his face and arm, admiring the ridges on this upper arms and the spackle of freckles on his face. The freckles faint but up close numerous they looked beautiful on his face, she wanted to kiss them to adore them, it brought a blush to her cheeks as she saw he was staring at her.

"This should help ease the pain, how does it feel Rolan?" She asked brushing some hair out of his face, her knees brushing against his looking down at him a warm look on her face.

"It's nice. . .why are you nice to me?" He asked abruptly shaking his head, looking away from her.

"Because I like you a lot, it's it obvious? I just feel drawn to you, I want to know more I want to. . ."

"I'm a asshole ninety percent of the time like I purposely am a dick to you." He said startled not sure how to react.

"Perhaps I like the asshole act? I know it's an act I see how you are with your siblings I know you are just afraid of letting people in. You can trust me Rolan. . .I want to get to know you more. . ." She teased, as he scoffed at her remarks.

He pulled her onto his lap a soft yelp emitting from her lips as he stared at her, golden eyes intense as he studied her face.

“How do you want to know me more, Rhia?” He asked his voice a husky tone as the hot breath fanned over her face, causing a shiver to go down her spine.

“I want to know how feel against me, how your lips taste, how it is to wake up beside you. . .”

As if jolted awake Rolan cupped the back of her head tangling long lithe fingers in her hair pulling her close kissing her passionately. She hungrily responded kissing back, wanting more as she pressed a hand on his chest, feelings the ridges on his chest through the thin shirt, his skin practically boiling under her touch.

His sharp teeth nipping at her lips wanting more as his hand gently pulled on the hair eliciting a moan from her, hips grinding instinctively against his lap feeling his arousal. It was moving faster than she had expected not thinking that Rolan would actually kiss her and specially not with this intensity.

“You have been such a frustration such a bother - but I just need you, I desire to feel your body against mine to be in you.” Rolan groaned as they surfaced for air, as they stared at each other.

“I need you so much. . .please Rolan. . .” Rhiannon begged, as she placed soft kisses on his cheeks adoring the freckles.

“So greedy my dear one.” He let out in a guttural tone that made her knees weak, as he slipped a hand in between them up the hem of the dress she had been wearing, teasing her clit over the thin underwear.

“Only for you.” She let out a hiss as her body gave a shake from the gentle touches he was giving, watching her reactions taking in every sound and movement.

She was putty in his hands now underwear already damp from arousal just from his fingers, it made Rolan proud and accomplished. It restored the lack of confidence he had been feeling, how could this woman already make him feel better just by being with him?

Staring at her parted lips, the moans falling from her mouth easily the sound was music to his ears as he felt himself getting harder. Sliding his fingers over the damp fabric covering the long fingers in her wetness feeling the heat of her body a finger curling over the exposed clit he let another finger push through the folds and inside of her.

“Rolan yes. . .” She let out a loud moan, as she reached a hand up tangling into his hair the other hand reaching to cover her face in shame at her lewd moans.

”Don’t hide yourself from me, I want to see it all.” Rolan commanded, his fingers halting their ministrations on her body, causing her to whimper in need for his attention.

“Yes, see it all. . .all.” She moaned removing her hand from her face, eyes hazy from lust, she looked ethereal sitting on top of him.

Simply a goddess.

He continued his teasing motions over her clit and moving of his finger in and out of his pussy making soft groans as she ground her hips against him. Leaning forward Rolan sucked on the cleavage that was before him, as she pressed her body against him, hand moving from hair to horn pulling as she made sure there was hardly any gap between them. Normally his horns weren’t much on his mind but aroused they were sensitive as fuck and when she pulled herself closer it, that sensation sent his nerves reeling. Nearly cumming right then and there Rolan let out a loud moan against her breasts, shoving a second finger inside of her making quick work of her as her legs started to shake.

“Fuck, I’m close. . .” She let out a whine that rang throughout the room.

“Cum on my fingers now.” Rolan commanded in that same deep tone as before that made her mind go numb.

She collapsed in his arms as she came all over his fingers, panting she pushed back wanting more. Shakily Rhiannon got to the floor pulling off her clothes, kneeling on the folded fabric she stared up at Rolan, wanton eyes needed more of him.

“I want more - - -.” She started unsure where to go next just that she wanted more of him, to feel all of him, to become one with him.

“Tell me what you want, my dear one and we will make it happen.” His voice was velvet, urging her to go forth to follow through with her passions.

“I want to suck your cock.” She admitted, moving herself closer to in between his spread legs, a hand reaching out to the hard cock that was struggling against the pants. “I want your tail to tease me while I do it. . .”

“Tease you how so?” He asked, Rolan tried to conceal his excitement at the thought as his tail moved towards her the tip caressing her naked body.

“However you see fit.” She let out a breathy moan as his tail flicked over her breasts, teasing the hard nipples dragging down her stomach to her wet pussy.

As she undid his pants eagerly pulling out his girthy cock, the sight was impressive the ridges that adorned his body also fit along the length of his cock. Wrapping her lips around the head of his cock she started to suck vigorously enjoiying the unbridled moans coming from Rolan as she could feel his tail quivering with each hard suck she made. His tail slowly moving around her body enjoying the soft supple touch of her skin, caressing over her ample ass and thighs as it made its way back to her dripping wet pussy. The tip of his tail moving back and furth over her clit teasing inside of her, just nudging itself in.

Rolan was gripping the arms of the chair as she was sucking his cock hard, slowly taking more of his cock inside her mouth, tongue lavishing over the ridges of his cock. He wasn’t quiet about his pleasure as he moaned leaning his head back some in pleasure as his hips thrusted up some pushing his cock further into her mouth. It felt like heaven to have her sucking him off, his tail teasing her clit as he had only dreamed of doing.

Gagging herself on his cock, tendrils of spit coming out of her mouth against his body as she moved her head up and down on his cock sucking hard. She enjoyed the feeling of his tail slowly pushing inside of her spreading her open as he started to throb in her mouth, loosing control of himself. Rolan was praising her incoherently as she reached a hand up caressing his balls in one as the other hand gently ran nails down his thighs.

“Fuck - fuck, I’m going to cum!” Rolan groaned his body shaking as she pushed all of this cock she could handle in his mouth, his tail fully entering her pussy sending her reeling from the feeling.

A hand cupped the back of her head holding it in place as his cock throbbed hips thrusting forward as he released a load of cum down her throat. Rolan could see the sheer look of pleasure on her face as he felt her walls clamp down tightly on his tail, releasing her own pleasure on his tail. It was a high that he never felt he would ever had obtain before. . .he wanted more.

Slowly pulling her head up as his hand moved away, she looked up at him mouth open revealing all the cum. Rolan watched as she swallowed all licking her lips as he pulled his tail out of her, it dripping with her cum. He was still hard, still needing more of her - needing to feel all of her.

Standing up Rolan, pulled off all of his clothes tossing them to a heap beside him. She still on her knees watched ravenously as he bared himself to her, he looked like a god to her - beautiful and outer-worldly something that only she could dream of. Freckles littered his body alongside the ridges and dots that came naturally to a Tiefling. She knew she wanted to caresses every single ridge against her body.

“You look so beautiful. . .” Rhiannon said staring up at him.

“That’s my line.” He chuckled a bit of a shy tone returning to his voice for a moment, as he grabbed his tail collecting some of the cum off it, tasting it.

“On your back.” He added as he got down on his knees, staring at her, as her chest rose with each deep breath waiting for him.

As she laid down Rolan didn’t waste time sliding his right knee in between her legs pushing them to the side as he reached a hand up to her back lifting her up a bit.

Angling her so she could see him enter her, “I want you to watch me enter you.”

“Yes, Rolan let me see that cock spread me open.” She begged, voice light from lust and desire for him, wanting to feel that ridged cock spread her open.

“You want this. . .?” He questioned making sure she was ready, his cock was a lot bigger than the head of his tail.

“Yes Rolan, I want - I need your cock.” She begged, panting heavily as grabbed a hold of a horn for support.

Rolan took the initiative and pushed his cock right into her wet pussy, indulging in the loud moan that she let out as he spread her open. It felt divine to be inside of her, to feel her warmth around his hard cock, dripping wet with desire for him making it easy for him to move all the way in her. Rolan waited a moment once he was fully seated in her, to savor the feeling and to look at her to judge her appearance was she still okay with this? The hazed look she had, the pure bliss on her face was enough for him to know she was enjoying it as much as he was but he wanted to hear the words fall from those sweet lips.

“Tell me you want my cock inside. Tell me you want me to move.” Rolan begged, not realizing the tone until it resounded in his ears, he was so in love with her.

“Yes Rolan I want your cock inside of me - moving inside of me make me cum on your cock.” She begged, reaching up for a chaste kiss.

With that consent Rolan started to thrust inside of her setting a good steady rhythm as she watched his cock go in and out of her dripping wet pussy. Quickly he moved his tail to her clit the tip of his tail rubbing her clit as he continue to hold a hand to her back supporting her as the other balanced himself.

He loved how she fell apart under him her body shaking and her moans loud enough to rouse the neighbors. Gently laying her on her back, Rhiannon made quick work of wrapping her legs around his waist as he move his tail away from her clit, hands going to her waist holding her in place as he started to pound harder into her. He was grunting heavily as she was clenching his cock hard, his tail moving to her mouth letting her taste her cum that was drenching it with. She sucked greedily on his tail as he watched her do so, breasts bouncing as he dug nails into her hips, droplets of blood spreading underneath his nails as he did.

“You are so tight for me - clenching me so tight as if you are going to squeeze the cum right out of me.” Rolan panted as he leaned into her pressing himself closer, biting on the side of her neck.

“I want all of your cum, Rolan.” She said breathlessly, arching her back some, wrapping her arms around him hands caressing over the ridges on his back.

Sharp teeth bitting in to her neck, sucking leaving his mark on her he didn’t he didn’t want anyone else to even think of touching her now. He wanted to be the only one that saw her like this that made her a mess like this. He would do anything to keep her with him. . .to keep her safe and in his graces. He was all hers.

“It’s all yours - all of me is yours.” Rolan groaned as his cock started to throb inside of her, making her moan loudly.

“Yes, mine!” She shouted as he could feel her walls release around him cumming all over his cock.

As her nails dug into his back Rolan couldn’t hold it any longer, the strong thrusts started to become erratic as his balls smacked against her ass, pushing himself further into her reaching to her cervix. Grunting loudly, he moved for a kiss as he came inside her, filing her up with his cum, holding himself in deep inside as his hips made small thrusts making sure all the cum made it in her. She kissed him hungrily as as she squeezed her legs around him tightly, wanting to keep him inside of her not wanting to let the cum out.

Slowly after a few minutes of slow kissing enjoying the taste of each others lips, bodies covered in sweat panting slightly, staring at each other, they started to untangle themselves. Rolan gently rested her arms and legs down, slowly pulling his cock out of her marveling at the cum that slowly dripped out, wishing to keep it all inside of her.

“Are you okay?” He asked, moving to lay down beside her, the soft carpet under them wasn’t super scratchy but plush.

“I’m feeling fantastic. . .you?”

“You could say I feel the same. . .didn’t hurt you any?” He questioned, this concerned tone was new to her ears, and loved it.

“I’ll be sore tomorrow but worth it.”

“I’m glad. . .I didn’t intend on this. . .I. . .” Rolan started to blather feeling not awkward.

“Rolan I understand this was spur of the moment - but I want to be in a relationship if that is something you are okay with if not we can leave this as it is. I like you a lot.” Rhiannon stated being clear with him as possible.

“I am okay with that. . .I think Lia will finally shut up about your finer qualities.” Rolan let out a laugh.

“She hasn’t a clue of all of the finer qualities I can show you.” She said with a coy smile planting a kiss on his cheek. “Now let’s clean up.”

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Here is a photo of my Rhiannon she's got a "few" mods, and of course she doesn't have the horns in the story as here this Durge is half Tiefling/Drow.

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Oh my…my crops have been watered my soul cleansed.

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The Great Study of Rolan Pt 1

A College Modern AU of BG3

TW: None

A/N: I’m using my (current) Tav a Seladrine Drow, Druid, AFAB, she/her Rhiannon for this. I will keep it neutral in certain descriptions just as I know a lot of people prefer x-reader style, but I wanted to be a bit self-indulgent. When I get back on my computer I will include a photo of Rhiannon for those who want to know, what Rhiannon looks like.

I think it will be 3 possibly 4 parts? I tend to be able to write Wednesday and Sundays as those are my days off, in USA EST time. As work and household chores are a lot on me. I haven’t written anything multi-part in a while so mind errors and such, I wanted to get this out. :)

Part 1 - Back to Ramazith University

It was the end of the holiday break, time to get back to Baldur’s Gate to the university. She had spent the break visiting Emerald Grove with her friend Astarian and Karlach studying the local cultures.

It was Sunday and the three made their way back to the campus a few other groups of stragglers back to the university were behind them. Karlach was carrying her and Astarion’s luggage as the Vampire Elf was “too hung over” still and hadn’t an ounce of energy left in his body for pack mule work. Rhiannon as usual had packed light, just a back pack holding the essentials with her. As a Druid of the Underdark her tribe always was nomadic and spent a lot of time on the move.

Rhiannon, Astarion and Karlach were in their first years of University, to be exact Ramazith University of Finer Learning. Karlach had been a friend for a while having meet her a year before she had decided to go to university, Astarion she had met the first day of classes. Astarion was still a bit of a mystery to her, he rarely showed up to class but always managed a sufficient passing grade. Karlach managed a sports scholarship but and spent time being tutored by Rhiannon to make sure she keeps her scholarship. Rhiannon studied several classes with a light work load as she was trying to decide what she wanted to truly study.

Rhiannon had made sure Karlach and Astarion had made it to campus fine, as Karlach had to stay in a dorm due to the sponsorship and Astarion well slept somewhere. It was a mystery to where he actually stayed at, it was rumored he slept in the rafters or on the couches of random students. Rhiannon had her own albeit tiny apartment off campus that was more of a closest than an apartment.

Her place consisted of a living room that branched off to a small kitchen with bare minimum equipment. From the kitchen there was a narrow hallway that had a small bathroom and at the end of the hallway the bedroom. It was something that the University offered for some qualifying students at a discounted price.

‘Home at last,’ Rhiannon thought to herself as she plopped the bag on the floor.

It was dark in the apartment not worrying about the light, as Drow seeing in this dim light was of no bother to her. Most of the times she kept it dark just as it reminded her of home and kept her from getting homesick. Homesick for the Underdark was not something she thought she would ever get.

Opening the fridge there was nothing. . .of course she had donated the food that would have gone bad prior to her break. The plan was to get home early to go shopping and stock back up but Karlach wanted to visit the hot springs prior to coming back and set them back a few hours.

“I guess I’ll wake up early and hit the breakfast crowd.” Rhiannon mused as she moved towards the small bedroom to settle down for the night.

As she pulled off road-worn clothes, plopping them to the floor a thought flickered to her mind, a fleeting image of a surly Tiefling. Smirking at the thought of the TA, Rolan pouring his morning cup of coffee muttering under his breath searching for a quiet spot to sit.

Rhiannon had met Rolan prior to university. She had arrived with Karlach a month early to Baldur’s Gate to get acquainted with the city and ran into him with his siblings one day. The city was bustling and immense so many sights that it was overwhelming, a pickpocket had snagged her wallet from skirt pocket, the short Drow chased after the young Tiefling child.

The small child was fast knowing the territory better than Rhiannon was making quick work of the ground. Diving through a group of Tiefling, Rhiannon lost the kid smashing into a broad set of shoulders, both falling in a heap on the ground.

======Flashback=======

With a yelp Rhiannon fell to the ground the Tiefling she fell on let out a groan tail whipping against her angrily instantly bruising the spots it smacked.

‘My wallet!’ Rhiannon managed to yelp as the Tiefling flung her off of his back pushing her backwards.

‘Mattis!’ A voice shouted, a male Tiefling rushed after the small boy while the female Tiefling chuckled looking down at the scene before her.

‘Watch where you are going, fool.’ Growled the fallen Tiefling as he got to his knees, golden eyes burning hate towards her, fangs bared.

Rhiannon was startled, she didn’t have much interaction with Tiefling a few here and there but they tend to keep to themselves. Plus most see a Drow and turn the other way, assuming the worst. She was use to that. He looked like she was a worm, something foul that dare touch him.

‘That kid stole my wallet. . .I was just trying to get it.’ She retorted, bristling at his comment she wasn’t a fool trying to take back what was hers.

‘You dirtied my robes I have an interview shortly and now I look just as drab as you do. Dare I go to one of the most important interviews of my life looking like a Mud Mephit?’ He glowered brushing off his attire, as he got to his feet leaving her on the ground.

‘I think you would need to improve to look like a Mud Mephit, to be honest.’ Rhiannon commented as she got to her feet.

‘Oh I like this girl, Rolan! She’s not here for your shit.’ The female Tiefling said laughing as she help brushed off the male.

‘You’ll think different when Professor Lorroaken denies me the position.’

‘You can just tell him you were hunting the Nightsong and he’ll lap it up.’

‘Hey - I got this back.’ The young Tiefling that had chased after the thief, a bit out of breath he held out the wallet.

‘Thanks, I appreciate that I just moved here and I got a bit lost and distracted.’ She answered taking back her wallet.

====End Flashback====

In the morning Rhiannon woke begrudgingly early heading to the campus to get dibs on a decent breakfast selection. Filling up a plate of food, she found a quiet spot and enjoyed a quiet morning before the busy day of classes.

Rolan was not ready to start the day, he had been working all day on Sunday preparing Professor Lorroaken’s class for Monday morning to make sure everything was just right. The professor was in a mood when he had come back from holiday break a few days ago, he had been at a disclosed location dealing with his “researchers” looking for the Nightsong. The obsession of the professor’s that made more work for Rolan. Sure he was more than qualified to do the work but it was a lot on top of his job at the library, school and taking care of his siblings who just find it always the best ways to cause havoc.

He spotted a strange sight in a corner seat, the first year Drow, Rhiannon eating. She normally wasn’t at cafeteria during the morning as she generally had Cal and Lia at her apartment scrounging for breakfast from her. Shaking his head not truly worried by the appearance of the Drow, just that meant Cal and Lia would be ravenous at dinner tonight. Perhaps he could convince them to visit her for dinner?

Ever since the day that Rhiannon had crashed into him and his siblings, Cal and Lia had made fast friends with her. He couldn’t quite grasp why perhaps her banality was amusing to them? Lia always sung Rhiannon’s praises, she cooks, funny, smart all that but Rolan felt it was just false praises. It wasn’t worth his time to make friends or unnecessary social interaction he was busy with, everything. There was no room for other things, no matter how pretty or endearing they were.

Definitely no room.

None at all.

As if she knew she was being started at, Rhiannon looked up locking eyes briefly with Rolan. Staring through her, Rolan realized that she was looking at him shaking his head dragging fingers through his hair that was slightly damp still from a morning shower. He didn’t have time for such things. Rhiannon smiled at him as he turned away rolling his eyes at the comfort that the smile brought to him.

“Ridiculous.” He muttered heading to the coffee cart, loading up the sugar in a cup.

“You really shouldn’t waste your time on that, pill my darling.” Astarian’s cooing voice called out as he appeared out of nowhere plopping down beside Rhiannon.

“Oh morning Astarion. He’s not even the bit interested in me, I just wish he would accept me as a friend. Lia says that is ‘like the most impossible thing ever’. I think he still holds it against me for crashing into him when I was chasing that thief.”

“He’s a sourpuss, plenty of other prey worthy of your attention and further more of your affection than he is, darling Rhia.” Astarion said, leaning back in the chair, lifting his legs up plopping them on her lap reaching over snagging a handful of grapes.

“I know. . .” She said trying not to be obvious she was watching Rolan saunter over to the exit with just the coffee in his hands.

———

Over the next few weeks, classes were back in full swing and the tests were starting to pour in. Walking down the hallway Rhiannon spotted Rolan, he was carrying a pile of books heading to Professor Lorroaken’s office, her next class. Rushing over to him she snagged some books off the top of the pile so the over encumbered Tiefling could see where he was going, his golden eyes turned downwards to her smiling face with a glower.

“I do not need your assistance I am just fine.” He let out with an exasperated sigh.

“Really? I saw you nearly walk into a student just like a second ago?” She teased, looking down at the books these didn’t pertain to the course load for this semester for Professor Lorroaken.

More Nightsong theory books and ancient history books on gods and myths.

“I did not, I am well in-tuned with my surroundings Miss Rhiannon.” Rolan chastised her, a slight huff as he started heading towards the classroom.

“Hmmm.” She gave a slight frown noticing the bags under his eyes, the weariness in the tone of his voice and the grumbling of his stomach. “When did you eat last?”

“What does that matter to you? It is none of your worries.” Rolan brushed her off as he reached the door, snaking his tail around the door handle pulling it open.

“Have you had a break at all, Rolan? You look worn out, I heard rumors about Professor Lorroaken that he goes though TAs like they are going out of style.”

“That is none of your business, Miss Rhiannon. Please stay out of my life, I do not need your charity. I have more talent than any of those other assistants.” Rolan spat out caught off guard as he entered the room, tail pushing the door more to allow her in.

Shaking her head, Rhiannon followed Rolan to the desk as Professor Lorroaken came out of his private office to see students filing in. Slamming the books on the desk she flickered a glare at the professor who just gave her a confused look unsure of her irritation.

———

On the way home from the market Rhiannon was carrying some groceries knowing that Cal and Lia where coming over later to for dinner, part of their weekly ritual to spend a night together with either games or a movie and relax. Sometimes Astarian or Karlach would join in the festivities making it a full blown party. Tonight was just suppose to be Cal and Lia.

Suppose to be.

Until she spotted Rolan walking down the street, heading towards the apartment the shared with Cal and Lia, his footsteps uneven, wobbling a little. Any passerby would just assume this Tiefling was drunk if they even considered that as most ignored Tieflings. It was concerning seeing him like that, his normally deep crimson skin was sallow looking, normally well kept hair was barely held up in a bun strands falling into his face.

There was a part of her that thought he looked rather good looking a bit bedraggled like that. But it was more concerning that he was this worn out from all the work he’s been through, she knew from what Cal had told her that he would leave the University after his tasks are done there come home rest for a bit then go back to the University to the library to do the restocking and cleaning overnight to pay for their housing.

She wanted to say something to offer him to come over to her place to eat with his sibling but the words from earlier burned in her heart. She hesitated as people rushed past her continuing their daily errands as she watched him trudge forward trying to make it home.

Rolan stumbled falling to the ground, people ignoring him as the Tiefling passed out. Rhiannon rushed over to him, ignoring the people around her as she shoved them out of the way trying to get to Rolan. He was breathing roughly as he struggled to get to his hands and knees, swearing softly.

Dropping her bag of groceries to the ground, Rhiannon was on her knees next to Rolan helping him up. She reached a tentative hand to him, wary of his reaction as his head jolted towards her leaning back to miss the sharp horns.

“Leave me I am fine.” Rolan growled angry, recognizing the face before him wanting it to be anyone but her.

Why her?

Why her, kind and gentle face staring at him with pity in her eyes?

Why could it not be her just let people ignore him like normal, that just a Tiefling who cares? No it has to be this sympathetic Drow with her bleeding heart wanting to be friends with him. She was always trying to find ways to talk to him, to endear herself to him. Always there trying to help to remind him that he can’t do everything himself. That he alone isn’t enough to take care of himself and his siblings.

He is enough - he doesn’t need her help.

Shoving her back Rolan got to his feet, feet wobbly as he was feeling drained from all the work the unending tasks. Head spinning he tried to keep his balance, he needs just a bit of rest and he would be fine. Rhiannon jumped to her feet reaching out a hand to support him, to help him stay standing.

“Rolan he is working you too much - you are working too much. Come to my place and have dinner with us. I can call Cal and he can help, we can sit - - -.”

“I said I am fine. Save your pity for someone else. I can handle this. I am not weak.” Rolan spat out pure venom the feeling of her hand on his back just above the base of this tail was comforting.

It was comforting so much it burned the kind touch was something he yearned for. But not from her. From anyone other than her. She was infuriating with her kindness, her concern.

To see her how she treats her fellow students despite so many of them tend to steer away from her knowing most Drow are insufferable. She was far from it. She was a warm comforting blanket on a cold winter day. The touch he wishes for. But he couldn’t stand that she was one to make him feel that way. She was easy to talk to, talented in her classes easily making it in the top ranks, Cal and Lia loved talking to her. He was not easy to talk to, not supportive, not strong he had to work so hard at everything. She was so many things he was not. It was infuriating on how much he wanted to be in her radiance but the burn of it was too much it reflected so much of his flaws. His imperfections. How much he fails his siblings.

It was making him angrier - the frustration fueling his drive feeling awake now he walked away from her. He needed to be free of her. This anger she brought in him was confusing it didn’t feel right…like it wasn’t anger but something else - perhaps he was too tired.

Rolan pushed her back with his tail forcefully barely wanting to be near her making it down the path with more vigor now.

The tip of his tail is sharp it grazes against the exposed thigh as her dress just reached above her knees, spilling blood. Rhiannon stumbled back nearly falling over against, Rolan glanced back noticing the damage he caused pausing briefly as his eyes widen with shock. He snapped his head back forward and rushed off.

The next morning Astarion was helping change the bandage on her leg explaining it was a waste of perfectly good blood.

“Darling Rhia I told you to drop him. He’s just not worth the worry. Why worry over him? If you like Tieflings you know Dammon is one hundred percent available and he’s a little cinnamon roll.”

“Maybe you are right…” Rhiannon said as she thinks about Dammon.

Dammon worked for the university on the custodial staff fixing things in turn to afford some night classes the school offers at a discount. He was sweet and always endearing himself to everyone. Dammon worked for the local blacksmith honing that craft as he took classes for business management.

It didn’t take Rolan to notice that Rhiannon was avoiding him and spending time with Dammon. He just couldn’t figure out why that pissed him off. Why it made his blood pressure rise when the sweat covered Tiefling running up to her with a smile on his face, as he had be toiling away fixing some contraption. The smile on her face as Dammon approached her swooping in picking up her books, offering to walk her to her next class, it made him. . .confused. . .envious?

Whatever it was he didn’t like it. He liked the idea of that smile at him though. . .

———————

Part 2 || Part 3? ||

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[jin-in-faerun]

The Great Study of Rolan Pt 1

A College Modern AU of BG3

TW: None

A/N: I’m using my (current) Tav a Seladrine Drow, Druid, AFAB, she/her Rhiannon for this. I will keep it neutral in certain descriptions just as I know a lot of people prefer x-reader style, but I wanted to be a bit self-indulgent. When I get back on my computer I will include a photo of Rhiannon for those who want to know, what Rhiannon looks like.

I think it will be 3 possibly 4 parts? I tend to be able to write Wednesday and Sundays as those are my days off, in USA EST time. As work and household chores are a lot on me. I haven’t written anything multi-part in a while so mind errors and such, I wanted to get this out. :)

Part 1 - Back to Ramazith University

It was the end of the holiday break, time to get back to Baldur’s Gate to the university. She had spent the break visiting Emerald Grove with her friend Astarian and Karlach studying the local cultures.

It was Sunday and the three made their way back to the campus a few other groups of stragglers back to the university were behind them. Karlach was carrying her and Astarion’s luggage as the Vampire Elf was “too hung over” still and hadn’t an ounce of energy left in his body for pack mule work. Rhiannon as usual had packed light, just a back pack holding the essentials with her. As a Druid of the Underdark her tribe always was nomadic and spent a lot of time on the move.

Rhiannon, Astarion and Karlach were in their first years of University, to be exact Ramazith University of Finer Learning. Karlach had been a friend for a while having meet her a year before she had decided to go to university, Astarion she had met the first day of classes. Astarion was still a bit of a mystery to her, he rarely showed up to class but always managed a sufficient passing grade. Karlach managed a sports scholarship but and spent time being tutored by Rhiannon to make sure she keeps her scholarship. Rhiannon studied several classes with a light work load as she was trying to decide what she wanted to truly study.

Rhiannon had made sure Karlach and Astarion had made it to campus fine, as Karlach had to stay in a dorm due to the sponsorship and Astarion well slept somewhere. It was a mystery to where he actually stayed at, it was rumored he slept in the rafters or on the couches of random students. Rhiannon had her own albeit tiny apartment off campus that was more of a closest than an apartment.

Her place consisted of a living room that branched off to a small kitchen with bare minimum equipment. From the kitchen there was a narrow hallway that had a small bathroom and at the end of the hallway the bedroom. It was something that the University offered for some qualifying students at a discounted price.

‘Home at last,’ Rhiannon thought to herself as she plopped the bag on the floor.

It was dark in the apartment not worrying about the light, as Drow seeing in this dim light was of no bother to her. Most of the times she kept it dark just as it reminded her of home and kept her from getting homesick. Homesick for the Underdark was not something she thought she would ever get.

Opening the fridge there was nothing. . .of course she had donated the food that would have gone bad prior to her break. The plan was to get home early to go shopping and stock back up but Karlach wanted to visit the hot springs prior to coming back and set them back a few hours.

“I guess I’ll wake up early and hit the breakfast crowd.” Rhiannon mused as she moved towards the small bedroom to settle down for the night.

As she pulled off road-worn clothes, plopping them to the floor a thought flickered to her mind, a fleeting image of a surly Tiefling. Smirking at the thought of the TA, Rolan pouring his morning cup of coffee muttering under his breath searching for a quiet spot to sit.

Rhiannon had met Rolan prior to university. She had arrived with Karlach a month early to Baldur’s Gate to get acquainted with the city and ran into him with his siblings one day. The city was bustling and immense so many sights that it was overwhelming, a pickpocket had snagged her wallet from skirt pocket, the short Drow chased after the young Tiefling child.

The small child was fast knowing the territory better than Rhiannon was making quick work of the ground. Diving through a group of Tiefling, Rhiannon lost the kid smashing into a broad set of shoulders, both falling in a heap on the ground.

======Flashback=======

With a yelp Rhiannon fell to the ground the Tiefling she fell on let out a groan tail whipping against her angrily instantly bruising the spots it smacked.

‘My wallet!’ Rhiannon managed to yelp as the Tiefling flung her off of his back pushing her backwards.

‘Mattis!’ A voice shouted, a male Tiefling rushed after the small boy while the female Tiefling chuckled looking down at the scene before her.

‘Watch where you are going, fool.’ Growled the fallen Tiefling as he got to his knees, golden eyes burning hate towards her, fangs bared.

Rhiannon was startled, she didn’t have much interaction with Tiefling a few here and there but they tend to keep to themselves. Plus most see a Drow and turn the other way, assuming the worst. She was use to that. He looked like she was a worm, something foul that dare touch him.

‘That kid stole my wallet. . .I was just trying to get it.’ She retorted, bristling at his comment she wasn’t a fool trying to take back what was hers.

‘You dirtied my robes I have an interview shortly and now I look just as drab as you do. Dare I go to one of the most important interviews of my life looking like a Mud Mephit?’ He glowered brushing off his attire, as he got to his feet leaving her on the ground.

‘I think you would need to improve to look like a Mud Mephit, to be honest.’ Rhiannon commented as she got to her feet.

‘Oh I like this girl, Rolan! She’s not here for your shit.’ The female Tiefling said laughing as she help brushed off the male.

‘You’ll think different when Professor Lorroaken denies me the position.’

‘You can just tell him you were hunting the Nightsong and he’ll lap it up.’

‘Hey - I got this back.’ The young Tiefling that had chased after the thief, a bit out of breath he held out the wallet.

‘Thanks, I appreciate that I just moved here and I got a bit lost and distracted.’ She answered taking back her wallet.

====End Flashback====

In the morning Rhiannon woke begrudgingly early heading to the campus to get dibs on a decent breakfast selection. Filling up a plate of food, she found a quiet spot and enjoyed a quiet morning before the busy day of classes.

Rolan was not ready to start the day, he had been working all day on Sunday preparing Professor Lorroaken’s class for Monday morning to make sure everything was just right. The professor was in a mood when he had come back from holiday break a few days ago, he had been at a disclosed location dealing with his “researchers” looking for the Nightsong. The obsession of the professor’s that made more work for Rolan. Sure he was more than qualified to do the work but it was a lot on top of his job at the library, school and taking care of his siblings who just find it always the best ways to cause havoc.

He spotted a strange sight in a corner seat, the first year Drow, Rhiannon eating. She normally wasn’t at cafeteria during the morning as she generally had Cal and Lia at her apartment scrounging for breakfast from her. Shaking his head not truly worried by the appearance of the Drow, just that meant Cal and Lia would be ravenous at dinner tonight. Perhaps he could convince them to visit her for dinner?

Ever since the day that Rhiannon had crashed into him and his siblings, Cal and Lia had made fast friends with her. He couldn’t quite grasp why perhaps her banality was amusing to them? Lia always sung Rhiannon’s praises, she cooks, funny, smart all that but Rolan felt it was just false praises. It wasn’t worth his time to make friends or unnecessary social interaction he was busy with, everything. There was no room for other things, no matter how pretty or endearing they were.

Definitely no room.

None at all.

As if she knew she was being started at, Rhiannon looked up locking eyes briefly with Rolan. Staring through her, Rolan realized that she was looking at him shaking his head dragging fingers through his hair that was slightly damp still from a morning shower. He didn’t have time for such things. Rhiannon smiled at him as he turned away rolling his eyes at the comfort that the smile brought to him.

“Ridiculous.” He muttered heading to the coffee cart, loading up the sugar in a cup.

“You really shouldn’t waste your time on that, pill my darling.” Astarian’s cooing voice called out as he appeared out of nowhere plopping down beside Rhiannon.

“Oh morning Astarion. He’s not even the bit interested in me, I just wish he would accept me as a friend. Lia says that is ‘like the most impossible thing ever’. I think he still holds it against me for crashing into him when I was chasing that thief.”

“He’s a sourpuss, plenty of other prey worthy of your attention and further more of your affection than he is, darling Rhia.” Astarion said, leaning back in the chair, lifting his legs up plopping them on her lap reaching over snagging a handful of grapes.

“I know. . .” She said trying not to be obvious she was watching Rolan saunter over to the exit with just the coffee in his hands.

———

Over the next few weeks, classes were back in full swing and the tests were starting to pour in. Walking down the hallway Rhiannon spotted Rolan, he was carrying a pile of books heading to Professor Lorroaken’s office, her next class. Rushing over to him she snagged some books off the top of the pile so the over encumbered Tiefling could see where he was going, his golden eyes turned downwards to her smiling face with a glower.

“I do not need your assistance I am just fine.” He let out with an exasperated sigh.

“Really? I saw you nearly walk into a student just like a second ago?” She teased, looking down at the books these didn’t pertain to the course load for this semester for Professor Lorroaken.

More Nightsong theory books and ancient history books on gods and myths.

“I did not, I am well in-tuned with my surroundings Miss Rhiannon.” Rolan chastised her, a slight huff as he started heading towards the classroom.

“Hmmm.” She gave a slight frown noticing the bags under his eyes, the weariness in the tone of his voice and the grumbling of his stomach. “When did you eat last?”

“What does that matter to you? It is none of your worries.” Rolan brushed her off as he reached the door, snaking his tail around the door handle pulling it open.

“Have you had a break at all, Rolan? You look worn out, I heard rumors about Professor Lorroaken that he goes though TAs like they are going out of style.”

“That is none of your business, Miss Rhiannon. Please stay out of my life, I do not need your charity. I have more talent than any of those other assistants.” Rolan spat out caught off guard as he entered the room, tail pushing the door more to allow her in.

Shaking her head, Rhiannon followed Rolan to the desk as Professor Lorroaken came out of his private office to see students filing in. Slamming the books on the desk she flickered a glare at the professor who just gave her a confused look unsure of her irritation.

———

On the way home from the market Rhiannon was carrying some groceries knowing that Cal and Lia where coming over later to for dinner, part of their weekly ritual to spend a night together with either games or a movie and relax. Sometimes Astarian or Karlach would join in the festivities making it a full blown party. Tonight was just suppose to be Cal and Lia.

Suppose to be.

Until she spotted Rolan walking down the street, heading towards the apartment the shared with Cal and Lia, his footsteps uneven, wobbling a little. Any passerby would just assume this Tiefling was drunk if they even considered that as most ignored Tieflings. It was concerning seeing him like that, his normally deep crimson skin was sallow looking, normally well kept hair was barely held up in a bun strands falling into his face.

There was a part of her that thought he looked rather good looking a bit bedraggled like that. But it was more concerning that he was this worn out from all the work he’s been through, she knew from what Cal had told her that he would leave the University after his tasks are done there come home rest for a bit then go back to the University to the library to do the restocking and cleaning overnight to pay for their housing.

She wanted to say something to offer him to come over to her place to eat with his sibling but the words from earlier burned in her heart. She hesitated as people rushed past her continuing their daily errands as she watched him trudge forward trying to make it home.

Rolan stumbled falling to the ground, people ignoring him as the Tiefling passed out. Rhiannon rushed over to him, ignoring the people around her as she shoved them out of the way trying to get to Rolan. He was breathing roughly as he struggled to get to his hands and knees, swearing softly.

Dropping her bag of groceries to the ground, Rhiannon was on her knees next to Rolan helping him up. She reached a tentative hand to him, wary of his reaction as his head jolted towards her leaning back to miss the sharp horns.

“Leave me I am fine.” Rolan growled angry, recognizing the face before him wanting it to be anyone but her.

Why her?

Why her, kind and gentle face staring at him with pity in her eyes?

Why could it not be her just let people ignore him like normal, that just a Tiefling who cares? No it has to be this sympathetic Drow with her bleeding heart wanting to be friends with him. She was always trying to find ways to talk to him, to endear herself to him. Always there trying to help to remind him that he can’t do everything himself. That he alone isn’t enough to take care of himself and his siblings.

He is enough - he doesn’t need her help.

Shoving her back Rolan got to his feet, feet wobbly as he was feeling drained from all the work the unending tasks. Head spinning he tried to keep his balance, he needs just a bit of rest and he would be fine. Rhiannon jumped to her feet reaching out a hand to support him, to help him stay standing.

“Rolan he is working you too much - you are working too much. Come to my place and have dinner with us. I can call Cal and he can help, we can sit - - -.”

“I said I am fine. Save your pity for someone else. I can handle this. I am not weak.” Rolan spat out pure venom the feeling of her hand on his back just above the base of this tail was comforting.

It was comforting so much it burned the kind touch was something he yearned for. But not from her. From anyone other than her. She was infuriating with her kindness, her concern.

To see her how she treats her fellow students despite so many of them tend to steer away from her knowing most Drow are insufferable. She was far from it. She was a warm comforting blanket on a cold winter day. The touch he wishes for. But he couldn’t stand that she was one to make him feel that way. She was easy to talk to, talented in her classes easily making it in the top ranks, Cal and Lia loved talking to her. He was not easy to talk to, not supportive, not strong he had to work so hard at everything. She was so many things he was not. It was infuriating on how much he wanted to be in her radiance but the burn of it was too much it reflected so much of his flaws. His imperfections. How much he fails his siblings.

It was making him angrier - the frustration fueling his drive feeling awake now he walked away from her. He needed to be free of her. This anger she brought in him was confusing it didn’t feel right…like it wasn’t anger but something else - perhaps he was too tired.

Rolan pushed her back with his tail forcefully barely wanting to be near her making it down the path with more vigor now.

The tip of his tail is sharp it grazes against the exposed thigh as her dress just reached above her knees, spilling blood. Rhiannon stumbled back nearly falling over against, Rolan glanced back noticing the damage he caused pausing briefly as his eyes widen with shock. He snapped his head back forward and rushed off.

The next morning Astarion was helping change the bandage on her leg explaining it was a waste of perfectly good blood.

“Darling Rhia I told you to drop him. He’s just not worth the worry. Why worry over him? If you like Tieflings you know Dammon is one hundred percent available and he’s a little cinnamon roll.”

“Maybe you are right…” Rhiannon said as she thinks about Dammon.

Dammon worked for the university on the custodial staff fixing things in turn to afford some night classes the school offers at a discount. He was sweet and always endearing himself to everyone. Dammon worked for the local blacksmith honing that craft as he took classes for business management.

It didn’t take Rolan to notice that Rhiannon was avoiding him and spending time with Dammon. He just couldn’t figure out why that pissed him off. Why it made his blood pressure rise when the sweat covered Tiefling running up to her with a smile on his face, as he had be toiling away fixing some contraption. The smile on her face as Dammon approached her swooping in picking up her books, offering to walk her to her next class, it made him. . .confused. . .envious?

Whatever it was he didn’t like it. He liked the idea of that smile at him though. . .

———————

Part 2 ||

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[jin-in-faerun]

Modern College BG3 AU - Rolan x OC!TAV

This is just a random thought that came to mind while I was working and jotted down the basics I kinda want to do something with this. All the races, Tiefling, Drow, Dwarves and such exist just a modern Faerun.

Imagine Rolan working at a local prestige university as a TA for a history professor (Professor Lorroakan) and working at the library to pay the bills.

The professor works him to the bone, Tav is a student who notices the worn-out grump. She's fallen for him despite his prickly attitude knowing it's just a front. The professor gets too abusive of his power on Rolan and Tav is like I'm done with that shit.

Calling out the professor in class, as they discuss classism and racism in the workplace and she's like "kettle/pot". In sighting a huge discussion with the rest of the students, all the while Rolan is like please shut up.

Rolan after class confronts her a bit upset she called out the professor on that, a bit embarrassed and defensive.

"Don't you think I have the ability to handle myself and stop things that bother me?"

"I just don't like how he treats you." She insists, thumbing through her notes.

"And how should I be treated?" He grumbles, golden eyes burning through her notes trying not to notice the tone her voice, the kindness.

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Just a thought tumbling around the noggin. I might work on this some this weekend.

I have finished the story here is a link to it: Part 1 || Part 2

[jin-in-faerun]

So found George Taylor (Rolan’s VA) in TikTok with the “Loot the Body” video.

All I can think of is companion Rolan following Tav around chanting “Loot the body” gathering all the useful items. He’s totally modified a bag of holding “Rolan’s bag of magnificent holding” it auto sort.

Rolan is thrifty due to his upbringing he is well aware of how much things will fetch with the traders and what is actually worth keeping. Gale calls him a pack rat, which causes some bristling and Lia goes through Gale’s books and dog ears all the pages.

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(With my oc!Tav Rhiannon a Seldarine Drow Druid)

Slowly Rolan a bit begrudgingly after deciding to travel with the group with Cal and Lia in tow to Baldur’s Gate looting the bodies he picks out things that the Druid would like. Knowing she loves to collect stones and anything about necromancy. He ignores the snide comments Basket gives as Rhiannon thanks him with a soft smile making him want more of those smiles.

[jin-in-faerun]

Random Shouto Aizawa Headcanons

Literally only wears 💯% cotton clothes, like the soft raglan shirts. Yup that’s Aizawa right there needs to be comfy and soft otherwise it’s trash. He doesn’t tell people so Dan will buy him clothes and then not be the 100% cotton and he gets some polyester blend and cringes. (He donates the clothes that don’t meet requirements.)

Is a decent cook of the basic items but never has time to do so any longer, did a lot growing up for his friends and said it was family cooking. Likes to day dream he has a cat cafe.

Washes the sleeping bag weekly and uses those long lasting beads so it smells good all the time. Has several sleeping bags at different common locations but always has the yellow one with him.

Has considered buying stock in Visine and other eye relief products. Always has back up bottles with him, All Might, Present Mic and Principal Nezu has spares with them too just in case he needs one. Ms Joke says she has some on her but he doesn’t trust not to be just water.

Enjoys white rabbit milk candies, the milk, chocolate and strawberry are his go to ones. Eri has found his stash, both places and raids the candy.

Can sleep in a moments notice once everything is just right so he can relax. Could be in a noisy hallway but he everything under control he will be snoozing.

Whenever he goes by a convenience store he will stop by and collect the cellphone charms and little figurines they have for that district available for Eri, he loves the happy look on her face and she deserves anything she wants.

[jin-in-faerun]

Random Shouto Aizawa Headcanons

Literally only wears 💯% cotton clothes, like the soft raglan shirts. Yup that’s Aizawa right there needs to be comfy and soft otherwise it’s trash. He doesn’t tell people so Dan will buy him clothes and then not be the 100% cotton and he gets some polyester blend and cringes. (He donates the clothes that don’t meet requirements.)

Is a decent cook of the basic items but never has time to do so any longer, did a lot growing up for his friends and said it was family cooking. Likes to day dream he has a cat cafe.

Washes the sleeping bag weekly and uses those long lasting beads so it smells good all the time. Has several sleeping bags at different common locations but always has the yellow one with him.

Has considered buying stock in Visine and other eye relief products. Always has back up bottles with him, All Might, Present Mic and Principal Nezu has spares with them too just in case he needs one. Ms Joke says she has some on her but he doesn’t trust not to be just water.

Enjoys white rabbit milk candies, the milk, chocolate and strawberry are his go to ones. Eri has found his stash, both places and raids the candy.

Can sleep in a moments notice once everything is just right so he can relax. Could be in a noisy hallway but he everything under control he will be snoozing.

Whenever he goes by a convenience store he will stop by and collect the cellphone charms and little figurines they have for that district available for Eri, he loves the happy look on her face and she deserves anything she wants.