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Invisible Lover

Ascended Astarion x Tav. 🪻

First person female Tav.

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The party seems to be going perfectly, just like always. We haven't hosted many, but Astarion has been enjoying every one. He's been busy lately trying to make connections in the city to be able to throw extravagant parties. It's been pretty easy, as everyone in Baldur's Gate knows the two of us as heros of the city.

People are dancing, I'm greeting more as they come in, Astarion is talking with a group of rich business men. Everyone takes in the decoration, tomorrow is the beginning of winter, so I have decorated accordingly. Blue and silver everywhere. Astarion let me go all out, since it's the last party of the year and my birthday is a tenday away. I got someone to make silver snowflake pottery for the tables. I used any scrap paper I could find and made snowflakes that now hang from the ceiling. I bought a dress with a deep blue skirt with small star like glitter, the bodes is black paired with a light grey under shirt. For Astarion I bought him a black jacket embroidered with silver moons, his pants matching.

Once the flow of people stops I step away and to the table of food, grabbing a small tart and glass of wine for myself. I scan the room, unable to find Astarion. A new friend, Callista Archambeau, thej wife of one of the richest men in the city, finds me, however. She leads me to a small table away from the crowd of people.

"You have outdone yourself, this time." She laughs taking in the decor I picked out, "What made you pick this theme?”

"Blue is my favorite color, but it's almost winter and I don't expect to be throwing anymore parties this year." I respond.

She nods seeming to agree with my choice. We hear someone call for her and she quickly says goodbye and excuses herself. I sit in silence, sipping a glass of wine watching everyone mingle and talk, still unable to find Astarion.

Suddenly, I feel someone grab me and drag me into a little corner. I know this place, I’d been here several times, it's one of Astarion's favorite places to have me during parties. It's not really a corner, it's three columns almost touching, the biggest opening facing away from the party, but a place the guests have access to. Astarion has recently had a bench seat put in to block the columns’ side of the space. I turn to find him giving me a cunning smirk.

I don't have time to say anything before he’s kissing me. He bites my neck, not hard enough to draw blood, just a nip. He kisses me again. He, quickly, turns the two of us around and sits while kissing me, pulling me onto his lap. This time he fully bites my neck, not drinking, just plunging his teeth in for fun.

We hear footsteps coming and I immediately turn away from him. He pulls me back onto his lap and whispers, "Invisibilis", before continuing to kiss my neck.

Callista comes around the corner and smiles at me, "Found you!" She sits next to us on the bench, "I haven't seen Mr. Ancunin, where is he?”

"Probably busy," I say, struggling to keep still, "showing off." He bites me hard at that comment.

"They love doing that, don't they." She laughs, not a cute giggle, a rough sort of chortle.

Astarion bites me again and starts to roll up the back bit of my dress, slowly. Just as he does, Sir Archambeau enters the doorway. I go to stand to shake his hand as a sign of respect, but waves me away. As I sit again, I feel Astarion push into me. I feel my face flush realizing what he's done, thankfully the dimness has saved me from explaining anything.

I hear him whisper the invisibility spell again as he grips my hips, slowly moving me back and forth. I feel his breath on my neck become hot and heavy, doing his best to keep quiet as I do the same.

"Have you seen Ancunin? I had a proposition to make him." Ballard Archambeau asks.

I smile as best as I can, "I'm not sure. I lost him a while ago.”

Astarion grips your hips tighter, I assume trying to tell me to direct them somewhere else, "I saw him by the table earlier. Let's go out and look around, it's a big place, we will find him sometime." Callista says, convincing her husband to leave.

Once the both of them leave Astarion pushes me over. I brace myself on the column in front of us as he continues to thrust. One hand holds my waist in place and the other grips the roots of my hair, pulling my head back. I do my best not to make a noise.

He pulls out and spins me around to kiss me. My back is pressed against the column I was just bracing against, while he places hot kisses down my body. I let out a soft moan as he grabs my neck with his right hand and again raises my skirt with his left hand.

"Just listen to them out there." Astarion groans, toying with me, "Having all that fun, not knowing what I'm doing to you back here.”

I groan as he pushes his fingers into me. I hear footsteps and Astarion takes his hand off my throat and puts it on my mouth. I bite his palm and he glares at at me. In response he grabs my neck again, turning my head and plunging his teeth into my neck, drinking just a bit of blood. I feel the blood flow through my veins, it feels cold and thick.

I grind my hips against his hand as he finishes his blood snack. He tilts his head offering me his neck as well. I lean forward and sink my teeth into his porcelain skin. I taste the thick sweetness his blood has. I don't know if it's from fulfilling the ritual or if his blood has always tasted this way, but it's like a dessert.

Astarion has to push me off of him, "Cheeky." He says lowly, keeping his hand on my throat.

I let him do as he wants to me, it's the least I could do for possibly almost killing him. He kneels in front of me, pulling my skirt over himself. He takes a moment to adjust, still working with his hand. He throws one of my legs over his shoulder before pushing his tongue into me. I lean my head back and try to grip his curls through the dress.

Before I can readjust or stifle the latest groan, Callista bursts through again, she has seem to be a constant in our life the last hour or so. I feel Astarion slowly move to hide himself more under my dress and slip through the space between columns just behind me.

"Still no luck finding your husband." She says, "Are you okay though? You look flushed.”

"He's not really, my..." I trail off, no one really knows your relationship, not even me, "Yes, I'm alright, sometimes parties just take it out of me." I respond.

She smiles, "Well after saving the world you think you'd be able to relax more.”

Astarion arrives quickly behind her, "I heard someone was looking for me?”

"You are a hard one to find Mr. Ancunin.”

Lady Archambeau grins and loops her arm in his leading him to her husband. I take a breath, glad she didn't notice the red blood dripping down my chin. I quickly wipe it away, making sure it's all gone before rejoining the party. Astarion is busy listening to Ballard's proposal. He actually looks interested in this one, it's rare he accepts any. Realizing this is a rare occasion I join them.

"Just think about it, will you. We need people like you." He says.

Astarion nods, "I will." I give him a look as if to say what is it, to which he shakes his head slightly, he will tell me later.

I pat his chest softly, "I'm going to head up to bed, this crowd is giving me a headache.”

"It's almost over, I'll say our goodbyes and join you, okay, darling?" He says. I nod in response.

I climb the stairs to my room, the two of us used to share a room, but with him staying up every night it's become mostly mine. I don't really sleep either, but I like to use the time to read quietly and write letters to all our old friends. Karlach and Wyll's stay secure in a small box in the nightstand since I can't actively send them. Gale is the only one who sends anything back regularly, he's also the only one I see occasionally.

I lay on the unmade bed grabbing a book Gale sent us not too long ago, another perk of having a professor friend. I send him books I find he might like, which most he probably already has, but he doesn't tell me that. He sends us adventure books, romance sometimes too. This one he kept from our time together against the Absolute, A Pleasurable Deal. I wonder why he sent it, it's a very lewd book, but I enjoy it nonetheless.

A little while later, Astarion joins me, "Oh, a sex book, I love those.”

"Well I had to fill my time until you came back up." I laugh, "I couldn't stand there with you, I'd just be picturing what I'd want you to do to me.”

"Oh," he starts to kiss my neck and unlace my corset, "and what's that?”

I hum as his lips and tongue trace the scares in my neck and shoulder, "I want this, slow, soft touches. I want to slowly take everything off, kissing every inch of unveiled skin as we go. I want to enjoy every caress.”

He grins against my shoulder, taking in everything I said. He pulls the laces out of my corset in one tug, "Okay, beautiful. I think I can manage that.”

I turn around to face him. Kissing his lips and brushing my finger along the outside of his ear. He shudders and closes his eyes for a moment. When he opens them he smiles and does the same to me. He kisses my nose, ear, cheek, neck, collar bone.

"I love you." Astarion says very softly, I almost didn't hear it.

I peck his lips, "I love you.”

He kisses my shoulder, pulling my sleeve down and trying kisses as far down as he could. He moves himself over me and does the same to the other shoulder. He nudges me, asking me to pull my arms completely out of the fabric and as I do he kisses every inch of skin he can, relishing in its softness. His lips trail over to my chest, kissing the space between my breasts and moving the collar just a bit more downward.

I enjoy every touch and every kiss as he pulls the corset off of me. He slowly pulls my blouse over my head and admires my body, his body. He kisses my breasts, my sides, and my stomach to the hem of my skirt. He stares up at me as he sensually pulls down the cloth, brushing his lips on my skin, and leaving butterfly kisses on my stomach.

He pulls my skirt completely off and kisses my calves and up to my hips. Astarion places the last kiss on the center of my hip. His kisses start back up again before he nips my ear. This time I flip him over, starting with his lips, ears, cheek and neck just the same as he did to me. I pull off his shirt kissing every inch of skin, nipping his hips just a bit. He jolts a bit, not expecting that. I push his pants off and kiss all the way from his calf back up to his lips.

"Now what did you picture?" He asks, still under me.

I think for a moment, "I don't know. I just want to enjoy it, and I want it to be slow.”

He smiles before pushing me back over again. He doesn't lay on top of me, instead he starts kissing my shoulder again. Astarion let's his hand slowly drift down between my legs. He kisses my neck and I grip his hand as he dips his fingers into me. I moan when he finds the right spot, arching my back. I turn to face him, taking him in my hand. Both of us enjoy the feeling of the other, taking our time in making it perfect.

Slowly he eased himself over me and I guide him in. And for some reason it feels better than any other time we've had sex. There's a sort of pressure and intimacy to it I'd never felt before. There's more closeness than any other time, he's fully on me leaning down to kiss me on his elbows. It feels like we are one body instead of two just seeking companionship. I feel every emotion, every trust seems to relieve some stress. He groans in my ear, a different tone than any he'd previously had. It's as if he's actually, finally, enjoying me, for me.

Astarion bites my bottom lip as he lets out his last thrust. I taste blood in my mouth and feel him jolting inside me. He doesn't seem as out of breath as he usually does. His eyes are still closed as he slowly pulls out of me, shuddering. He plants a heavy kiss on my lips and collapses next to me.

I turn to him again and twirl some of the silver curls in your finger, "Are you okay, Star?”

"Yes " he sighs, his eyes still closed, "I just... Feel everything.”

I furrow your brow, "What do you mean?”

"I like it but I have no idea what it is.”

“Can you describe it at all?”

"Like something small, tingly in my stomach. My head feels fuzzy like I can't think properly and I just want to hold you.”

"Those are butterflies." I smile tugging lightly at his hair.

"I don't want them there." He laughs, "I love you.”

"I love you.”

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beesxrated · 3 months

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Thank you for telling me your thoughts and explaining to me too! It was fun!

I love talking about it! No one around me has finished the game yet, so it's nice to talk to someone else!

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beesxrated · 3 months

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The idea of him making an Oath of Devotion to his partner but failing to protect them or his partner dying suits him too well 😭 It's my favourite path trope too! I'm not sure I remembered correctly but I do think the power from an Oath comes from the promise/oath so strong that it grants magic! Especially if it's with his partner 🥹 I love it so much!

Thank you! When I found out he was an Oathbreaker it's all I could think about.

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beesxrated · 3 months

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I'm glad you enjoyed my request because I really enjoyed it ☺️ Please take your time! I do agree that Haarlep would be more theatrical, he may look like Raphael but he's acting like himself, Dammon isn't bothered with the scratches because he's used to accidentally burning himself in his forge is something I definitely can see so clearly 😅, I do think Rolan is vanilla but he wants them to be happy, he's definitely not someone who keeps quiet about his opinion, Zevlor is a freak ay heart without a doubt, and he would have a wife/partner before this! I'm not sure I understood correctly but did you mean that his Oath of Devotion is broken because of love/marriage?

Yes! In the game it mentions he's an Oathbreaker, but doesn't specify which kind. I like to think he made an Oath of Devotion to his partner and he broke it from them dying or him being unable to protect them.

It's my favorite kind of oath trope. For a Paladin it's not a god you get powers from it's a promise or oath so strong it grants magic (if I remember right, please correct me if I'm wrong) and I think he did that with his partner.

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beesxrated · 3 months

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My headcanons for Haarlep, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor react to gn s/o apologising to him for scratching his back after making love request is so good! I'm pleasantly surprised you wrote it already! I won't blame if you took longer! I love it especially Haarlep reassured them it's fine, he's a bit amused at their concern since he's used to cuts, he take pleasure at knowing how good they felt because of him 😳, how proud he is that they held onto him for support 🦚, he doesn't act any different because he experienced much worse, he challenged them to try harder next time O_o, he shows it off in private O///O, he would purposely look at it in the mirror when they're not around, Dammon would reassure them but try to hide his pain as he wears his shirt 🥹, he calls them darling 😍, he would let them clean it if they made a fuss about it like me, he didn't say how he enjoyed the feeling, he finds them fussing over him cute 😊, he would ask them to do it again after it healed 😳, they would try not to break so much skin this time, he said he would be okay, he would quietly admire it when he's alone, Rolan would reassure them despite not liking the scratches, he would ask them not to do it again, he would how how much it hurts to put on his shirt even after they bandaged it 😅, they made sure not to do it again which he noticed, they talked to them that he doesn't mind as long as it doesn't break skin, the fact he ended up liking it to the point of asking them to dig deeper sometimes 😳, Zevlor encourages them to do it often no matter how bad it is O///O, he loves it because of how much they enjoyed it 🥹, his nickname for them is endearing, he would actually go around their home half naked to show it off would make me blush >///<, he loves it when they kiss it before going to bed 😚, he won't hesitate to tell them to dig their nails deeper, and his favourite is when it bleeds 🩸Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much and I'm looking forward to my next request :) Please take your time though!

It was so much fun to do! I'm so glad you enjoyed it. The others will come out slower though!

I had Haarlep still be how he was in game, but seeing as now he's only with Tav he's able to pull back the theatrics. I like to think he felt more himself instead of Raphael.

Dammon I think is so used to burning himself on the forge he genuinely doesn't feel much pain normally. So him feeling the scratches really did something to him.

Rolan, to me, seems fairly vanilla, but wants Tav happy. And from dialogue in the game he doesn't seem the type to keep his opinions quiet.

Zevlor is a freak at heart. He's an Oathbreaker Paladin, and I believe he broke his Devotion Oath and I would like to think it's a sort of love/marriage Oath he breaks. You can't tell me that man didn't have a wife/partner before this.

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beesxrated · 3 months

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Could I request headcanons for Haarlep, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor react to gn s/o apologising to him for scratching his back after making love because they felt terrible when they saw his back 😰?

Love this 🔥.

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Haarlep

"It's okay, little mouse."

He would chuckle at Tav's concern, but he is used to the cuts.

"I take pleasure in knowing I felt so good."

So full of himself on how he made Tav hold onto him for support.

He wouldn't act any different or struggle with any pain after.

"I have experienced far worse than this."

Challenges Tav to try harder next time.

Shows them off in private.

Looks at them in the mirror when Tav isn't around.

Dammon

"It's okay, darling."

He would try to mask the stinging as he puts his shirt back on.

When Tav makes a fuss about it he finally lets them clean them a bit.

He doesn't say it, but he enjoyed the feeling.

Dammon let's Tav fuss over him, enjoying how cute they are.

Asks them to do it again after the scratches have finally healed.

Tav does so, but tries not to break too much skin.

"Don't hold back, I will be okay."

He likes admiring your handy work in the mirror.

Rolan

Doesn't enjoy the scratches.

"It's okay."

Asks Tav to not do it again.

He lets Tav bandage them, but still makes a show of how painful it is to pull on his shirt.

Per his request Tav never does it again, but Rolan acknowledges their slight withdrawal.

He talks to Tav and agrees to it as long as they don't break skin.

Starts to take a liking to it.

Sometimes he encourages Tav to dig their nails deeper.

Zevlor

Encourages Tav to do it more often, no matter how bad it ends up.

He loves knowing how much Tav enjoyed him.

"Keep that up, little fury."

He reciprocates when he gets the chance.

Zevlor struts around the house shirtless to show off Tav's artwork.

He loves when Tav kisses the marks every night before bed.

Encourages Tav to dig their nails deeper.

His favorite is when they draw a bit of blood.

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beesxrated · 3 months

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I forgot to ask but are the rules the same especially the questions I asked earlier for the other blog except it's for fluff? Thanks!

Yes, all the same!

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beesxrated · 3 months

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Did you get 2 requests? The first one is "headcanons for Haarlep, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor react to gn s/o apologising to him for scratching his back after making love because they felt terrible when they saw his back 😰"

And the second one is "headcanons for Astarion, Gale, Wyll, and Halsin react to gn s/o apologising to him for scratching his back after making love because they felt terrible when they saw his back 😰?" Thanks!

I got both!

The Zevlor, Dammon, and Rolan are on my main if you would like to check it out! @beesneedswords

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beesxrated · 3 months

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Can I request 2 requests to each blog? Only if you don't mind of course! Thanks!

Yes! I'll take as many ideas as I can. I've got a bit of a wall right now!

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beesxrated · 3 months

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Can I request 2 requests at once? Only if you don't mind of course! Sorry for asking so many questions and thank you!

You are totally fine! I love the engagement! You can make as many requests as you want, as long as you are fine with them taking a while!

Any wholesome asks please direct to @beesneedswords! This is for suggestive/smutty fics!

Thank you!

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beesxrated · 3 months

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How many characters can we request for headcanons? Would you do the same prompt with different characters? Thanks!

As many as you'd like. I don't have a limit on how much I will do, though it may take a while so bare with me. I would love to do the same prompt with multiple characters. Everyone would react differently and I think that's fun.

You're welcome! And thank you!

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beesxrated · 3 months

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Do you do scenarios or headcanons? If so, how many characters can we request for scenarios or headcanons? Would you do the same prompt with different characters? Can we request for male reader, female reader, gender neutral reader, etc? Would you accept requests for Haarlep, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor? Are there any topics you won't do like rape, suicide, etc? Do you do poly ships x reader? Would you mind if we request for Alternate Universes or Aus like AU where the character lives happily? For Baldur's Gate 3 requests, would you mind if we don't specify the race/class to leave it ambiguous or if we ask specify the race/class like human/healer? Thank you in advance!

1. I don't have any headcannons at the moment, I'm trying to finish at least one romance with every character first. I hope they will be coming soon.

2. You can request any gender of reader you want. For me some are harder to write than others, but I will do my best!

3. I will accept Zevlor, Rolan, Haarlep, and Dammon. I will also accept Alfira and a few others upon request. I don't think I will do them without asks for now.

4. I won't do suicide, I've had bad experiences. Or incest.

5. That depends on which poly ships you want. If the companion in the game is uncomfortable with such an arrangement I won't write it, to got the character. If it's Astarion/Halsin/reader then yes. And whoever is fully comfortable with the arrangement.

5. I would love happy ending requests. Those are my favorite kind. I wish we had some better endings, and I would love to be the one to write them.

6. I will take anything! Some class/race requests would help build the background for the relationship. I have a Selune Paladin x Shadowheart on my main and that helps with story.

Thank you so much! I'm glad I could help and I hope you ask again!

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beesxrated · 3 months

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A Noble Exercise

Tav x Wyll wedding with some spice. 🪻

The wedding starts out with an orange sun just above the horizon. The house is buzzing with energy and excitement. You never get to catch a glimpse or hear anything about Wyll. As all of the preparations begin getting finished your palms start to sweat. After all your time fighting the cultists and your years in Avernus this is the most nervous you've been. All that time you had several friends and allies who knew exactly what you were going through and may have been going through the same. Now, however, it's just you and Wyll. Some of your friends are still by your side, but none of them are married, let alone in a long term relationship.

The long flowing sleeves of your dress begin to frustrate you as you try to keep your hands busy. You angrily throw the train over your shoulder and push the fabric up. You would be more comfortable getting married in your armor. Karlach bursts through the door at the perfect time. You were just about to change into your usual armor.

She grabs you with tears in her eyes, "You look so beautiful."

Her hug is extremely tight and you can't manage any words. When she finally releases you she sees how distraught you are. She immediately goes into Momma K mode. She brushes your hair and puts it out of your face. She tells you all the things she's heard about Wyll getting ready and how nervous everyone is saying he is. Hearing how Wyll is as nervous as you are, makes you feel a little less scared.

When the time comes you make your way down the aisle. Halsin agreed to marry the two of you. Grand Duke Ulder Ravengard agreed to walk you down to Wyll, seeing as you had no family left. Gale, Minsc, and Lae'zel stand next to Wyll. Shadowheart, Karlach, and Astarion stand on the other side.

When you pictured your wedding growing up, you never imagined a vampire or githyanki being your most important people, let alone marrying a well-known folk hero. You'd always pictured a comment that had smitten you, made you feel as though you were some sort of noble. Wyll thought writing vows to each other would be more personal and fit the life you have and will continue to lead. It's another thing you never thought about when you were younger.

When Halsin finally reaches the vows it's your turn first, "I promise to dream with you, to build a family with you and to encourage you. I admire you. Simply because of your kind soul, tender heart, and positive mindset. I especially appreciate your endearing sense of humor. I am ever so grateful for your love and selflessness. In return, I offer these promises. I promise to always be your perfect dancing partner."

"Love is a word that is much too soft and used far too often to ever describe the fierce, infinite and blazing passion that I have in my heart for you. Falling for you wasn't falling at all—it was walking into a house and knowing you're home. Everything in me recognizes your heart as my home and your arms, my shelter. Your youth may fade away, but your smile will always remind me of that time I first saw you in the moonlight at the teifling party." Wyll says it all so effortlessly. He somehow pours the love he has for you into every word.

The rest of the ceremony and kiss feels rushed and it begins to make your head spin. The party is about to begin and you have barely been able to sit down. The moment your lips parted everyone was pushed to the ballroom. You see the sun is just an hour above the horizon. Has the day really been that fast?

You and Wyll dance and meet all the guests, many of whom he knew growing up. The two of you barely have time to talk with lines waiting to congratulate you when you take a break from the dancing. Wyll's hand stays interlocked with yours and squeezes when he notices how tired you are.

When the party is finally over the moon is almost at its peak in the sky. You make your way to your room, Wyll follows close behind. You turn to him and he shuts the door quickly behind him. As he begins to strip you give him a pointed look. It's been a long day, you haven't been planning on any sort of extra curricular activity.

Once he gets down to his undergarments he sighs and flops onto the bed, "Do you need help with your dress?"

"Yes, I just..." You drop your arms to your side, "I don't have the energy to do... Anything..."

He jumps up and begins unlacing your dress, "I was not looking for sex if that's what you mean. It's been too long of a day. I just want to hold you, make you feel less stressed." He pulls the dress off your shoulders and falls to the floor, "I am happy to wait for morning, or however long it takes."

Wyll pulls you down to the bed and holds you close to his chest. With little effort the two of you fall asleep. In the morning you feel more refreshed and rested. Wyll is awake next to you, reading a book. You shuffle over and lay on his chest.

"Good morning, myn lykyng." Wyll smiles down at you.

You lean up and kiss him. As you try to pull away he follows you. His hand cups your face as he attempts to place the half read book on the table. But when you hear a loud thud you know he's missed. He follows you all the way onto your back. The tension between the two of you begins to grow as he kisses you deeply, placing his hips between your legs.

He pulls away quickly, "Is this okay?"

You nod before pulling his lips back to yours. The two of you agreed to doing nothing physical for three months before the wedding. It was hard, but it's not like you actually had sex with each other. You touched and that was about it. Not from lack of trying, but in the Hells simply touching was hot enough.

He pulls away and rips the remaining clothes you had on, off. His lips feel as hot as the Hells as they make their way down your stomach. His tongue pushes into you, his nose grazing your clit. He seems surprisingly good since he'd never done it before.

He begins to slow his movements and pulls away, "Is that good?"

"Yes." You laugh as he gets back to it.

You grip his horns to guide him to the right movements. He's a fast learner and soon you're holding on for your sanity. He pulls away for a few moments, kissing your thighs. His teeth graze your skin. He continues kissing your tights and up to your hips, causing you to beg.

"Wyll." You moan and try to redirect his head using his horns, "Please."

He smiles into your hip bone before plunging back between your legs. You see him moving more than he was before and he groans into you. You pull at his horns asking for more friction. Wyll pulls his face away and climbs you. He rubs against you, letting you feel how aroused he is through his underwear.

He drags a hand down his face quickly, places a kiss on your lips, and pulls off his underwear. You admire him kneeling in front of you before he pushes himself forward. It's slow and slightly painful as you get used to him. When you finally start taking pleasure from him he quickens his pace and strengthens his thrusts.

Wyll keeps his lips locked with yours as it all comes way too quickly to an end. He pulses inside you and you feel shaky under him. He holds himself above you, not wanting to collapse and hurt you, he slowly falls onto the bed next to you.

Wyll breaks the silence, "I like when you grab my horns."

"Oh?" You smile at him, never expecting him to enjoy that.

"I don't know how to explain it. It feels nice."

You reach over and stroke the smooth horn. He shivers at the touch. You wish you would've known before, it seems like a good way to tease him or even give him some sort of pleasure while he pleases you. You let your hand fall down and brush his hair from his face. He's let his hair grow out and curl. The curls extenuate his horns and for some reason you find it very attractive. In fact the aging he has done in the past few years has made him far more attractive to you. Nothing looks bad on him.

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Professor's Morning

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You awaken to Gale kissing your shoulder up to your neck and ear. The arm under your head pulling your body closer to him, and his hand cups one of your breasts. His beard pricks your skin, sending shivers down your body. His other hand caressed your stomach and slowly drifts down, touching between your legs through your trousers. A gasp escapes your lips as he bites your shoulder. Gale continues to touch you, and you place a hand on his between your legs, encouragingly.

"Good morning, beautiful." He says softly pushing his hand down your waistband.

You groan as his fingers caress you, "Morning, Gale."

He rakes his fingers in and pushes them deep inside you. He continues to kiss the skin he can reach. You grip Gale's hand inside you tightly, pushing his hand down farther. He takes your shivers and moans in stride, using them as encouragement for his movements. You begin to feel him harden behind you, his hips push against your hips.

Gale pushes you onto your back and pulls your trousers off. He pulls his off quickly, lining himself up. Before he can sink into you, you grip him and begin stroking. He sits back a bit onto his heels, enjoying himself before pushing fingers back into you. As you continue pumping your hand around him, Gale lets his head fall back in pleasure.

His thumb rubs circles around your clit. You feel yourself coming undone, but try to hold on. You pull on him, lining him up to push into you. Gale readjusts himself, tossing you onto your side again. He straddles one leg and holds the other around his hips. He begins pulling his hand from you, and thrusts into you.

One of Gale's hands grip the thigh around his waist, the other grips your hips, holding you in place. You let your nails dig into his thighs, taking pleasure in him. You hear his breath quicken as you buck and roll your hips. You earn a whimper from him as your nails dig deeper into his skin.

His fingertips bury into your muscle as he thrusts harder, close to breaking. He feels massive inside you, touching every inch of soft, delicate skin. Gale's hip bones feel like they're piercing the soft skin of your thigh and butt. His thrusts become harder and more uneven as the two of you unravel.

You continue rocking your hips against his riding out the high. He collapsed on top of you, not yet leaving the warmth of your body. Gale kisses your collarbone and makes his way down your body. As he does he slips out of you, gaining a gasp from both of you. He stops at your breasts, kissing any bare skin he finds. He hums against your skin as you comb your fingers through his hair.

Gale looks up at you through his lashes, "I have to do some work, would you like to join me?"

You nod as he dresses himself and leaves to his study. You lay there in silence, feeling your body shiver from both pleasure and the cold air now brushing your body. You push yourself up and pull on a skirt. You stumble through the tower, your legs like jelly, and through his study door. He sits at his desk with two plates of food and two glasses of wine.

The two of you eat in silence as he grades papers. Midday comes sooner than you'd hoped. Gale has raked his hands through his hair more times than you can count. He keeps muttering to himself about his students not understanding the lessons. You notice his stress and begin rubbing his shoulders.

"Are you okay, darling?" You ask, digging your thumbs into his shoulder blades

He sighs and tilts his head back to look at you, "We went over this just before the quiz, I don't understand."

You lean down and kiss him, "I think you need a break."

"You might be right." Gale sighs and pushes away from the desk.

You pull him back to the bedroom. You push him over the foot and onto the mattress. He chuckles as you climb him. You straddle his hips, leaning down to kiss him. He pushes himself mostly upright before dragging the two of you back against the headboard. His fingers pull at the roots of your hair. You feel his erection under you, but try hard to ignore it for now.

You break the kiss and smile at him, "Feeling better?"

"A bit, could always use a bit more work." Gale teases.

As he speaks you reach under you and undo his trousers, pulling him out. You slowly push yourself onto him, having perfect access with your skirt, and sit as still as possible. You giggle as he moans, glaring at the stillness of your hips. You sit up straighter and begin rocking, gripping the headboard to brace yourself. Gale takes the opportunity to unbutton your blouse, taking the swell of your breast into his mouth.

As he suckles the tender skin his hands move up your back, his elbows resting on your thighs. He takes his time kissing, biting, and licking every inch of salty skin. He groans as you lift yourself up and push back down hard. Gale's beard begins to prick at your skin again, and you throw your head back exposing your neck to him. He takes that as an invitation to leave a love mark.

As you feel him reaching his edge you take one hand off the headboard and tangle it at the base of his neck. As you do so he buries his face into your chest, kissing and biting. You feel Gale's release as he quivers and jolts inside you. He gasps against your skin, still holding you as close as he can. He keeps you like that for just a while longer before he's shrunk out of you. The two of you collapse onto the bed and cuddle in silence.

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