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Spicy Romance Prompts
I'm constantly looking for more spicy romance prompts so I thought I'd give writing some a go! Let me know if you want more prompt posts!
"I crave you."
"Let me distract you."
"You like that, huh?"
"My breath just made you quiver. Can you imagine what my tongue will do."
"Shh... just a little bit more."
"What do you want to eat?" "Bend over."
"Oh, shut up." "You shut up." "Make me." "Okay, but you might moan a little."
"Lift your hips for me, love."
"I'm not the jealous type, but what's mine is mine. End of story."
"Go fuck yourself." "Fuck me yourself, you coward."
"Kiss me, you piece of shit."
"Let me ruin you."
"Say you want me too."
"You could stay."
"You deserve to be loved."
"I shouldn't be jealous. You aren't even mine."
"You want me. I was inside you. I tasted you. That is a truth you will never escape."
"Harder."
"The problem is, if I kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop."
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Just a slightly spicier moment between Astarion and Liliaurel in Act 3! 👀💦
This time I had a lot of fun playing with the colors of lights and shadows (a bit randomly), but I have to say that I'm satisfied with the result! xD
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Astarion bends and writhes under your caress, head thrown back against your shoulder as you make work between his legs. He’s practically delirious, drunk off the sensation you provide. He’s by no means inexperienced, he’s bed more than you could count on your fingers and toes, and yet the elf is boneless against you, taking every slide of your hand with a shaking breath.
You tease the head of his cock with your fingers, sliding your index back and forth across the drooling slit. Astarion jerks like he’s grabbed a live wire, clutching onto your thighs like a lifeline. How could you have evoked such a reaction in him? Could it be love? As much as the spawn would loathe to admit such a vulnerable thing, deep down he knows the truth of his unbeating heart.
“Darling.” He hisses through his teeth, sharp fangs catching on his lip. You hum softly in acknowledgment, squeezing your fist tighter on every up slide, his pre dripping against his stomach. Astarion groans, toes flexing.
“Hush now, I’ve got you. My good boy.”
And something in him must break, he must have shattered the last bit of sanity left in him because his back arches, legs curling to his chest as he cums, long streaks of it against his belly and thighs. His eyes twitch, jaw slack with a crumpled moan. You hold him throughout it all, whispering softly in his sensitive ear, telling him all the things he needs to hear. He only hopes that you mean it all.
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