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[skullie-by-the-sea]

Astarion plays with your tail (Tiefling Tav)

BASED ON THIS ADORABLE FANART

Warnings: Tickling, Fluffy-fluff, tiny bit of angst, mention of Cazador and Astarion’s life as his spawn, Astarion can’t live without Tav, Tav uses she/her pronouns

Astarion gazed at his beautiful Tiefling lover as she slept soundly beside him. 

His fingers playfully pet her tail. Almost instinctively, she swiped it away. His fingers danced along the blankets before barely brushing it this time Tav swiped it away again. 

He did it again, teasing his fingers against the spade of her tail. She wrapped her tail around his arms and pulled him towards her. The elf covered his face is mock shame 

“ASTARION!” she shrieked

“I didn't realize you were so sensitive, sweetheart.” failing to contain the laugh he held behind his fingers 

“I'm not! It's just a little…”

“What?”

“Ticklish.”

“Oh” 

“Astarion.” She warned, a smile on her lips. 

“Oh, this is going to be fun.”

“Astarion!!”

She giggle-screamed, tucking her tail under herself. He climbed on top of her, kissing her as he went. His arms pinned her to the ground. He bit her ear. His hands ran down her sides, she sighed as he bit her neck, his fingers slipped behind her to fondle her tail. 

She squealed under him, laughing until tears pricked at the edges of her eyes. He gave the end of her tail a gentle kiss once he was satisfied with teasing her. 

She pulled him into her chest, his chin rested on her breasts as he looked up at her, mischievously. 

“That was cruel.” She pouted.

“Diabolical.” He continued.

“Downright sadistic.”

“Well, you knew that about me already.”

Tav threw her head back with a giggle. She pet Astarion’s hair with gentle care and ease. Her fingers traced every wave and tousel, careful not to pull at any knots. 

Astarion sighed, his eyes fluttered closed as he cuddled further into Tav’s chest. His arms wrapped tighter around her, and Tav could feel their breathing synchronize. 

Sleep came quickly for them, but neither could ever stay asleep for long. 

Normally one of them would wake up from a nightmare, or hunger. For Astarion it was usually a combination of both. In the early hours before dawn, Tav rose from her slumber. It was still dark enough to feel the chill of night, but early enough that she could smell the morning dew. 

Astarion was still at her side, book in hand. His eyes were heavy, but his presence pulsed with lucidity. Tav wondered if he ever actually fell asleep.

He smiled at her, with warmth and a shadow of sadness. 

“Go back to sleep, love. We still have a few hours.”

“Then you should come too.” Her arms opened in invitation, beckoning him back to their shared bedroll. 

“I’m already wide awake. Don’t worry about me.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m fine. Go back to bed.”

“You seem upset. I’m not going back to sleep until you tell me.”

He shut the book, slightly annoyed and curled beside her. His arms pulled her into his chest this time, and he began petting her hair like she did to him the night before. 

“I’ve never had anything like… this before.” Tav lifted her head to meet his glassy eyes. “Cuddling, tender touches, gods forbid tickling.”

“Really? No one special ever stayed the night?”

“Hardly. Most of my encounters were brief, flitting, because Cazador fed on them that night.” Astarion’s gaze drifted. “I was just pretty meat tasked with bringing back more meat, by whatever means necessary.” His face fell again. Tav ran her fingers up his chin with gentle care. Their eyes finally met again. “So no, I didn’t have many cuddle buddies.”

“And how do you feel about it now?”

“I love it.” Astarion admitted, a shy blush creeped up his cheeks and neck.  “Gods, I love it so much, it’s sickening.” As a sneer curled on his lips. He kissed the top of her head. Tav giggled. “I know that if anything were to ever happen to you, it would utterly destroy me. I need you alive, my love. Promise me you’ll stay alive.”

Tav sat at eye level with him now. 

“I promise, my star.”

Astarion held her impossibly close, comforted by the gentle beat of her heart. A heart that would keep beating for him. 

ALWAYS LOOKING FOR COMMENTS/CRITIQUE ON WRITING. I whipped this up pretty quick bc I couldn't get that fanart out of my head. I would love to add this to a bigger fic, definitely need some more descriptive language. Would love to hear thoughts. Thank you :)

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