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#I don’t even smoke
vixstarria · 6 months
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A remedy for sleeplessness  
Alright, buckle the fuck in.
18+, smut, Astarion x F!Reader, Astarion x Tav, explicit, masturbation, fingering, overstimulation, clitoral stimulation, porn no plot
1,300 words
You tossed and turned, unable to sleep. 
Astarion had opened up to you by then, so sweet and vulnerable. About his past, everything that’s been forced onto him. About what it all meant. How he needed to learn his boundaries, figure out his real desires, learn what true intimacy was, learn who he was, outside of who he had been forced to be. You knew it wouldn’t be swift and simple, but you wanted to be there for him every step of the way.  
You thought it would mean taking a step back from anything sexual entirely, and instead spending more time talking, simply being with each other, cuddling, kissing, and maybe slowly reintroducing other forms of touch over time.  
Instead, in typical Astarion fashion, the man had simply embraced chaos.  
His trial and error recovery was anything but linear: he could barely keep his hands off you one day, then he would do no more than give you light kisses and hold your hand for days after that. His actions usually leaned more towards the latter, but you simply never knew what kind of day you were going to have with him. You were constantly on a guiltily hopeful edge.  
The simple truth was, you wanted him. You wanted him all the time. You wanted him to be happy, comfortable, secure, yes, and you were willing to wait as long as you had to, and take it as slow as he needed, letting him take the lead with as much or as little as he was comfortable with. But good gods, you craved his touch.  
And so, after another day of uncertainty, you tossed and turned, unable to sleep.   
You had thought that Astarion, who was lying next to you, had long since drifted off when you suddenly felt his arms wrap around you from behind, his body pressing against yours. 
“My poor, restless dove. I have been neglecting you, haven’t I?"  
“I just can’t sleep,” you murmured back, but frankly even just this sudden proximity made your breath catch for a moment.  
“Too much on your mind, not enough in your body?” he teased. Was he trying to make you feel guilty..? No, that wasn’t like him, and his tone was too playful. Regardless, you couldn’t think of anything to retort with. 
"I... just can’t sleep.” 
“From pent up frustration?” he continued, nibbling on your earlobe. Did he just decide to torture you tonight?  
“It will be from frustration if you don’t stop that!” you hissed back. In response, he released a low, throaty chuckle and slid his hands beneath your clothes, fingers lightly tracing along your skin, making you shiver.  
“I’m willing to bet...” his voice grew dangerously low and husky. “That just from these thirty seconds of me touching you, you’re already sopping wet, darling. Hmm..?”   
All you could do was let out an involuntary whimper as one of his hands slid between your legs. You immediately wantonly opened your thighs as he did that, without a second thought. “So eager...” He let out a quiet, self-satisfied laugh into your hair.  He was, of course, right.  
“Astarion...” you gasped, part from desire, part in concern.  
“Let me take care of you tonight,” he purred in your ear, kissing your neck.  
“You don’t have to...” 
“I want to,” he whispered, slipping your undergarments off your body, until you were stark naked against his still clothed self, your back still against him as you laid on your side in his arms 
His hand was still between your legs, lithe fingers caressing you and spreading your wetness. You felt him hard against your hip through his pants, and tried to reach back and touch him, but he wouldn’t allow you. 
“Uh-uh, none of that or I’ll stop,” he teased. “Just let me do this for you. Lie back and relax...” 
You were too desperately aroused to argue. You closed your eyes and leaned back against him, letting him do whatever he wanted to your body. His fingers had been running up and down your slit, occasionally dipping inside you, but now concentrated on your swollen clitoris, as he slowly drew circles around it with a finger covered in your juices. His other hand was repeating the same movement on the tip of one of your nipples, lightly pinching it from time to time.  
You couldn’t help grinding your hips into his hardness, as you breathed harder, soft moans escaping you. 
“That is my favourite sound in the world,” he whispered as he picked up pace and pressure slightly, making sure his finger stayed soaked.  
It was such a simple, but exquisite and delicate movement – just one finger gliding over your bundle of nerves, just right, sending surges of pleasure all through your body. You were in bliss. And you were insatiable, wanting more and more. 
Astarion gradually stroked you harder and faster, as you quivered. You bucked your hips involuntarily, spreading your legs wider, your moans mounting. His other arm was now holding you tightly against him, as if you might try to escape.  
He was breathing hard too now, intoxicated with your pleasure. He kissed and licked a spot on your neck just below your ear, the spot he knew sent shivers down your spine every time, occasionally running his teeth along your neck. 
“Astarion...” you moaned. “You can bite me, if you want.” You wanted to give him something, anything in return. 
He hummed in acknowledgement but continued to only graze your neck with his fangs.  
HIs finger continued to slide over your clit. It was agonisingly sweet and you felt like you were holding on for dear life, breathless, your muscles tense, but you didn’t want this to ever end.  
As though reading your mind, he groaned in your ear: 
“You can let go and cum, my minx” Gods you loved his voice. “I will give you plenty more of these.” 
You finally allowed yourself to relax and be engulfed by the pleasure. 
Your orgasm came on in sweet, rolling waves, growing in intensity until you arched your back against him, gasping for breath.  
“That’s it...” 
He continued to caress your clit in a steady rhythm. You could just bear it without clamping your legs shut. You could feel your walls clenching in pulses, as you embraced and rode the sensation, reaching back to rake your hand through his hair, and crying out, unable to keep your legs from shaking. 
“Good girl...” 
Your whole body shuddered and you grabbed his hand between your legs, finally incapable of taking it any longer. You twisted and kissed him, hungrily. He returned your kiss as he continued to slowly stroke the length of your slit, staying away from your most sensitive area now. He licked you from his fingers once the kiss was broken.  
You sank and melted against his chest, regaining your breath, as you came down from that dizzying high. You idly wondered if anyone at camp had heard you, but were too spent to care. 
Eventually you lifted your head and gave him another kiss, still tasting traces of yourself on his tongue. 
“What about y-” 
“Shh, love, just sleep.”  
You burrowed into him, wrapping one of your legs around his, as he placed soft kisses on your head, running his fingers through your disheveled hair.  
“I still feel selfish,” you protested. He lightly bit the tip of your ear before holding you tighter.  
“Don’t. I loved every second of doing that to you... And the sound of those sweet moans will live in my mind forever.”  
You were drifting off as you heard him murmur: 
“And we have so many nights ahead of us...” 
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robot-carl · 15 days
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It’s a metaphor you see. You put the thing that does the fucking in your mouth. But you don’t give it the power to fuck. Cause you just got fucked.
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rebeccasteventaylor · 1 month
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Magnus Archives and Malevolent teaming together to tempt me to buy a really cool lighter
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fizzigigsimmer · 5 months
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Don’t mind me. Just sitting here thinking about the way that it almost physically pains Gator to disobey an order from his dom. The way he sat there in the car and told himself to be a good boy.
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rotten-home · 1 month
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I should be allowed all the hair dye and piercings and money that I want I am a special boy
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ur awake !!!!!
so are u!!!!!
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crowpawsdoesart · 10 days
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i drew poob and infected smoking weed together in honor of 4/20 lol
putting it under the cut just in case
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pixlokita · 1 year
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Aight
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ayamedesuka · 9 months
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instead of panicking and refreshing the site (pls don’t do this last one rn guys), im going to finally work on my fics so that when things are back to normal i can finally update my neglected works
this is the best i can do at the moment in terms of productivity (i’m failing miserably)
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yes i write my fics in wattpad first, sue me
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glcssed · 2 years
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no bc how did i get a raise with a higher gross pay but the net is less than my previous paychecks. i want the irs to bffr.
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Omg I need a cigarette
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dilfenthusiast · 26 days
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Had a dream last night that I got into an argument with a gas station clerk about the price of ciggies going up and they tried to hit me with an “inflation” argument and this meme popped up over my head in a giant visible thought bubble and we just stared at each other
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trashmouth-richie · 4 months
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Absolute bad bitch vibes!🔥
😂lmaaaao thank you anon 💋💋
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deaddofnightt · 6 months
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parents asking me what i want for christmas as if the answer isn’t a pack of cigarettes and a sex change operation
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andrewologist · 1 year
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had a dream the other night where i was desperately trying to smoke weed but i couldn’t roll a joint right because the weed was noodles
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