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httpseiki · 11 months

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Hello! Can I please request the prompts:

Keep moaning my like that

Let me see your pretty eyes

For lee know please!

I would love something soft and fluffy where the reader is a bit shy and nervous, I just think he'd be so sweet!

shy and horny.

soft!dom!minho x shy!sub!reader

note: hi hi ofc and yes minho IS a soft dom. as soon as I read this, I teleported to one of my drafts from 2 nights ago. he might like hard kinky shit but he's soft af, especially for his s/o, I think we deserve a minho in our life :(

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ the prompts!!

Let me see your pretty eyes

Keep moaning my name like that.

tw: NSFW mdni, afab!reader, mentions of orgasm denial, reader is very needy in this hehehe, thigh riding, clit play, masturbation. (and I think there's more but)

song choice: Reckless Serenade - Arctic Monkeys.

"minho..." you squeal when his lips leave yours.

he walks away, sitting in the couch. your confused gaze studied his actions, not understanding, wasn't he tryna fuck?

he sat down, legs spreading on the soft material of the comforter. his head lulls back, a groan escaping his throat in relaxation,

"it was so tiring..." minho complains

you take a step closer to him, is he willing to leave you hot and bothered like that? you pull at your cuticles, unsure of what to do next. though, as exhausted as you were, you wouldn't be able to keep standing up for long. you take a seat next to him, bringing your knees to your chest and leaning into his chest.

you were turned on to the maximum. minho's fingers rubbed your clit through your skirt the whole ride home. no, he didn't let you cum, why would he? and when you got home, he was kissing you as if you were the last meal on Earth. then, he goes and sits down and almost falls asleep on the couch.

even now, his eyelids were closed and mouth slightly parted... why was he like this?but oh, he was gorgeous, he looked so good. you wish he was awake to continue what he started. your mind couldn't keep straight, all you were imagining was how his skilled fingers would twist inside you, how his warm tongue would feel sliding against your soaked folds, how his dick would throb against your spasming walls...

"hmmghh... " you sigh, squeezing your thighs together, trying to relieve the ache.

"what's wrong, kitten?" minho asks, eyes still closed.

you don't respond, only a small gasp leaving you. how could you ever tell him what was in fact wrong? it's just too embarrassing...

"hmm? what is it, pretty?" his head turns to your direction.

you look up at him, his hand moving away a strand of your hair lovingly, as he always does. a small smile creeps up on his face. you bite your bottom lip, feeling so close to him, but not quite the close you need,

"c'mere, pretty," minho pats his lap.

you sit on your knees, ready to straddle his waist. but he stops you, pulling you on his thigh and-

fuck, you weren't wearing panties.

minho decided you don't need them in the car, throwing them somewhere in the backseat. now, your exposed cunt was rubbing deliciously against his rough jeans.

and not just that, his thick thigh was so firm and soft at the same time under you. a rush of heat traveled in your body, puffy clit throbbing,

"so you're just gonna edge yourself or...?"

"w-what?" your voice trembles.

"don't you wanna cum?" minho raises a brow.

your mouth opens, but you can't say anything. you thought he didn't notice, but you were basically leaking through his pants.

"aww," he coos, "you're shy, aren't you?"

he pouts and rubs your waist. you were about to cry, not sure if because he makes you feel so small in his hold or because you needed to cum immediately,

"let me guide you then, honey."

you nod and place your hands on his chest, ready to get off. that wasn't your boyfriend's plan, though. he places your legs back around your thigh, shooting you an upset glance.

his hands move down to your hips, pushing them down and grinding them against him. you moan the friction, back arching. you wanted to die in that moment. but you couldn't help the sweet sounds from stopping, no matter how hard you tried.

after a bit, you understand the pattern he was drawing - back and forth, circle, back and forth - and you move yourself on his thigh.

it felt divine, so good you forgot about anything around you. at this point, you weren't even able to follow the pace he started, you improvised it yourself, a chaotic attempt to pleasure yourself,

"you're doing so well, baby."

you felt your cheeks heat up at his praise, head turning away. this was so embarrassing, but it's not like he never made you cum before, so why were you this shy?

"let me see your pretty eyes," minho whispers, hand grabbing your chin and turning your head.

your glossy eyes stared at him, hips stuttering when you saw him jerking off. you whine, feeling his thumb press upon your clit,

"minho!!!" you gasp, pace quickening up, your high approaching you unexpectedly.

"yes, kitten, what is it?"

"hnngh, I-I..." you struggle to speak.

"what does my pretty girl wants, hmm?" he groans, squeezing his cock harder.

"minho- ahh~" you moan when his thumb started drawing eights on your clit.

"yes, princess, that's right," he chuckles, "keep moaning my name like that."

"minho..." you whimper his name, tears falling down your warm cheeks.

"why are you crying, kitten, what's wrong?" he says, tone gentle. "does she needs to cum?"

you mewl, desperate. minho starts moving his thigh as well and you felt the knot inside you break.

"speak up, sweetie, don't be shy," he adds.

"c-cumming, m-minho, mmhhgg~" you grab his shoulder for dear life.

"it's okay, love, come for me, hmm?" he moves his thumb faster. "there you go~"

you fall on him, body trembling as your orgasm washes you away. you breath hazily, tears wetting minho's shirt,

"shh, I'm here, I'm here..." he rubs your back.

"feels good... so good..." you whisper, your core burning from the intensity.

"and you've done a mess," minho giggles. "get on your knees and help me clean it."

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nickgoesinsane · 10 months

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Alr you asked for it shawdy, here's your obligatory wall of Steven Grant thoughts 🙏

So this has already been said over n over but idc because it's true: poor boy's sensitive! I can't imagine he's getting much play, and it looks like he doesn't have like. any friends. so physical touch anywhere on him will be embarrassingly exciting cuz he never gets it. Could be his hands, chest, arms, back, waist: anything and his skin's prickling n hearbeat's quickening. His head is particularly sensitive though, so the easiest way to change the mood is to tangle your fingers in his hair, lightly scraping your nails across his scalp while toying with n tugging on his curls. Has him going wide-eyed and red-faced, lips drawn tight as he glances at you, suppressing a shudder n a groan.

Another weak spot is his spine- ghost the pads of your fingers along it, trail them down the vertebrae of his back n neck, drag them past his hips n to his tailbone, and his entire body will involuntarily arch into you. Doesn't know why that spot's so sensitive, but abuse that information.

He's mortified that such simple things make him so excited, but you find it endearing.

BIG crier, very noisy too. Makes the cutest little gasps n groans n sobs. Looks gorgeous covered in his own sweat n cum n tears, even better with some drool. Very easy to fuck brainless, and enjoys when you do it. We've seen that he can be pretty mouthy and combative when he wants to, and he'll use that sarcasm and willful disobedience to get you to fuck him beyond stupid.

Firm believer that he can- and often does- orgasm hands-free. The first time it happens he's absolutely humiliated; you hadn't even undressed him! All you'd managed to get in was some heavy petting, some whispered filth and scattered praise, but your teeth n tongue n fingers were too much. He goes entirely crimson, twisting away from you and apologizing over and over- he's so sorry, he hasn't had many partners, he swears he's not normally like this, please don't be mad- and you have to tell him you don't mind. Slip in that you actually found it kind of hot how embarrassingly eager he was for you, along with some lengthy reassurance, and he's on board for possibly doing it again. The humiliation does it for both of you, and as long as you get enjoyment from him prematurely spilling across the sheets or tucked within the confines of his pants, he'll gladly deal with the extra laundry.

He's a huge people-pleaser. We see it with how he interacts with his boss and Layla, the way he bends over backwards to do what they want, how he preens when Layla praises him n his knowledge. He wants to be useful, to be good, and that translates directly into the bedroom as well. Is it entirely healthy? Don't worry about it, just use that pliancy to your advantage. He takes orders like a champ. Want him on the bed, legs spread and waiting for you? Already done. Crowd him against the counter, mention how you'd like to bend him over it, and he's already flipped himself, chest pressed to the surface as he fumbles with his belt. Praise his attentiveness and dedication, it'll have his dick jumping and mouth watering.

Huge fan of giving oral. Your pleasure >>> his pleasure, and he melts under the praise you shower on him as his head's buried between your legs. Wasn't particularly good the first few times, but god was he eager. Over time he's gotten frighteningly skilled, though, and you'd be lying if you said you weren't a little smug about how you technically taight him all that. Depending on the position, and if you've allowed him, he'll be humping your leg or fucking into the mattress mindlessly as he goes down on you. Has, and usually will, cum just from the taste and sensation of you alone. Tell him he can't, that he has to keep himself still and hold it while he's working you over with his mouth, and you'll get the sweetest puppy-eyes you've ever seen. He'll listen, though, even as he whines around you, dick red, swollen, and aching as he leaks onto the floor/sheets.

Post-mission fucks!!!!! Shower him in compliments as you manhandle him, telling him about how well he did, how competent he was on the battlefield. Mention anything you thought was particularly smart or stand-out, and he flushes, trying to deflect the praise while simultaneously drinking it up, his cock half-hard beneath those stupid white slacks. Prefers if you wait til you're back at the apartment, but he'd be lying if he said having you bend him over in some shady alleyway or abandoned building wasn't a turn-on. Fuck him on a roof, behind a store, in a park, a warehouse, wherever the fight had occurred while he's still running on that combat adrenaline.

Tries to reprimand you, tell you yall shouldn't be doing this, it's in public, what if someone sees, do you know how hefty public indecency fines are, but the way he's arching and scrambling to shuck his suit tells a different story. (He's definitely had Marc complain about public image as you fuck his brains out against some damp asphalt, but he couldn't care less. Has also had Khonshu berate and spit some indignant, ancient curses at him for fuckin on the clock while he knows he's being observed by the god seriously? right in front of my salad? vibes and that was horrifying. Didn't stop him though <3 )

#╰┈➤ nick answers !#that was HOT #moon knight brainrot #dom reader #top reader #sub character #sub steven grant #steven grant x reader #n/sfw #n/s/f/w

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autumn-opossum · 1 month

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I really didn’t think I’d ever be shipping Crosshair and Ventress but here we are

#them fighting??#that was hot #him offering his hand to her?#hes into her #crosshair #asajj ventress #tbb #tbb spoilers #the bad batch #overall very underwhelming episode though #crosshair x ventress

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taylormarieee · 5 months

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WIFE, YOU WANTED MORE IDEAS AND A GOT A NICE RAW ONE FOR YOU:

dbsf!rick has to stay at your alexandrian house for a while... as you sneak back in from a night out, you hear muffled moans coming from his room... catching him with his cock in hand, crying your name😉💗

YEAAAAHGSHJHDDJSH It's a need...not a want but a desire... I would have him **** me into oblivion. He can **** me anyday... Eat me out like steak... Stuff me like a Thanksgiving Turkey...

You were never one for sneaking out but there was a really cool secret party that your friends were planning and they invited you and who were you to say no to a good time?

You quietly sneak back into your room, undetected. 'Yes, my pillow diversion always works', you thought to yourself.

You take off your jacket, getting ready to go to bed when you hear something muffled in the next room over.

You assumed it was your Dad talking to his friends or something but then you heard your name.

You freeze. It was faint but it was still heard by you. You quietly tiptoe to the door and put your ear against it to listen further.

"Oh fuck, Yea, Just like t-that baby." The mysterious voice whispers out.

You freeze. Ugh were your mom and dad having sex?? Not something you wanna hear.

But as your about to walk away, you remember your Parents Car ot being in the drive way.

Instead it was a beat-up pick-up truck. That could only mean one thing.

Rick was here. But why? He never comes over unless my dad tells him to.

You turn back around and quickly open the door. You quietly make your way down the hallway to the room where the noises are coming from.

You see a little bit of light, so the door is cracked open. You push the door open a tad bit and to your surprise you see a needy little Rick thrusting up into his hand moaning your name.

God damn, did he look hot jerking off.

Sweat on his forehead. Wrinkles from him furrowing his eyebrows. Mouth wide open letting out sinful groans and moans.

Tears on his face as he edges himself. "Oh yes! Fuck babygirl, just like that."

"I'm gonna cum down that pretty little throat of yours." He moans out.

You bite your lip and squeeze your thighs together. How badly you wanted to catch him in the act but you were afraid you'd get caught.

This was something to be continued another time. You quickly go back to your room, change into a t-shirt and underwear and quietly touch yourself to the image of Rick.

Silently praying he walked in on you. Silently wishing that his was his fingers pounding into your soaking cunt.

One can only hope, right?

Taglist: @murdadixon @sinsandsweetness @versatilehater @carlsdarling @grixonsdoll @catt-leya @dixongrimesgirl

#rick grimes #rick grimes smut #rick grimes fanfiction #Holy shit!#that was hot #i need him

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trapanrotr · 4 months

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mikio fumbled so hard it's actually tragic

#now me personally #i would not have fucked that up🗣🗣#cuz how do you have the hottest person alive kick your ass and get scared about it #THAT WAS HOT #anyway #i love taigen and mizu's dynamic #ik some of y'all don't like them but you just don't get it like me #blue eye samurai #mizu #mizu blue eye samurai #taigen #taigen blue eye samurai

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periodcostumefantasylover · 1 year

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The Darkling literally growling

#shadow and bone #the darkling #ben barnes #aleksander morozova #shadowandboneedit #grishaverse #sab spoilers #shadow and bone season 2 #that was hot #he was angry that he could not hug it out with alina like in the book

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justporo · 8 months

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A Night of Song and Laughter (Part 11)

In this Astarion gets scolded by a dwarf (naturally he hates it) and Tav and Astarion have to run from the police, because ACAB, amirite? (All Cityguards Are Beautiful) Also they really can't seem to catch a break...

There can only be one song for this: Bad Reputation - Joan Jett

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Astarion/Fem!Tav (You)

(Gif from here!)

“Are we being kicked out?”, you asked the dwarf flabbergasted. “How rude and after we played circus monkeys for you”, Astarion immediately added and clicked his tongue.

“Nay, lass, it is nah that”, the dwarf answered and doubling over again trying to get some air in his lungs. Astarion looked quizzically at him and raised a pale eyebrow. “It’s the cityguard, they’ve been asking ‘bout ye. They’re already swarming in downstairs. Don sent me to find ye, he’s tryna hold their captain off by the entrance.” You turned to Astarion with shock in your eyes – would this night never end with all its damn surprises? The vampire looked just as shocked as you.

“Now, stop starin’ at each other, get outta here, come on”, the dwarf hurried you and waved for you to follow. “Maybe we can sneak ye out while Don is talking to ‘em. Gods, I always knew it’d be a bad idea to have no back entrance.” You swallowed but quickly went to follow him. So did Astarion.

You let the dwarf go a few steps ahead so you could lean back to the vampire while walking along the corridor. “Do you think this is about you showing Miyena and Eodin… you know?”, you whispered to him. “I don’t know but I don’t intend to find out”, he answered dryly.

“Did they say why exactly they were looking for us?”, you raised your voice to ask Kirin while rushing behind him. The dwarf threw you a look over his shoulder that asked if you were an imbecile and he actually even stopped walking. “Yeah, lass, of course. I brewed ‘em a nice cuppa and then we braided each other’s beards while talking ‘bout it. NAY! Of course, they did not!” Kirin was outraged and helplessly threw his hands in the air: “I don’t know and I don’t know what ye might’ve done to deserve it and I don’t want to know. All I do know, is, that there’s gonna be trouble. If they find ye, there’s gonna be trouble and if they don’t find ye there will probably be even more. We aren’t exactly popular with the city officials so they gonna take up any excuse they can get to annoy us.” Your brows furrowed at that and Astarion asked: “Thankful as I am for it, but why exactly are you trying to sneak us out then if you could just hand us over?”

The dwarf had already reached for the handle of the door that would lead back to the gallery. He sighed defeatedly and turned around once more, putting his hands on his hips: “Come here, elf, if ye please.” Astarion surely didn’t look inclined to do anything of the sort. “I said come ‘ere, boy!”, Kirin said through gritted teeth and curled a finger at Astarion. That made the vampire cautiously step closer, on his face a mix of distrust and disgust. Kirin angrily waved him to bow down to which Astarion reacted only begrudgingly. When they were almost nose to nose, the dwarf spoke, spittle flying from his mouth and hitting Astarion who’s eye twitched murderously: “Let’s get one thing very clear, little elven lordling, or whatever ye might be. I am nah doing this for ye!“ He stuck one stubby finger towards Astarion’s face. “I’m only doing this for ye lassie here. Because. I. Don’t. Like. Ye. Pretty Boy!” H He

Astarion’s whole being screamed murder. You remembered a certain threat he had offered regarding the dwarf’s nicknames for him and quickly dragged him back towards you by a handful of his shirt. “Let’s just go, please”, you begged the both of them. The men stared at each other a moment longer then Kirin broke it off and waved you to go. The elf wiped his face off by rubbing his upper arm against his face, still wearing a disgusted facial expression. Then he looked at you as if asking for pity. “Knock it off, Astarion”, you simply told him and went after Kirin.

There still were plenty of people on the gallery and in the tavern as a whole. But you could quickly make out several men and women in silver armour prancing about the place. Most prominently at the entrance was the supposed captain of the group of guards in argument with Don. It wasn’t hard to make out that they were arguing quite intensely – you could hear their voices but not what they said. As the three of you were walking downstairs while trying to look inconspicuous you saw the captain wave an order to two of his men who immediately propped up their halberds towards Don’s face. The bouncer lifted his arms in defence.

You had arrived at the bottom of the stairs and Kirin motioned you to follow him, walking mostly along the walls of the big room. You tried to bypass the guests and tables and especially the guards that had spread out downstairs. While slowly but steadily passing through the crowd you noticed how Astarion swiftly picked up a cloak from behind someone’s seat and in one smooth movement threw it around his shoulders. He lifted the hood over his telltale white curls and then softly nudged you to walk between him and the wall so he could try and also hide you with the cloak.

As you came closer to the entrance you could finally make out the discussion going on between Don and the captain of the city guard. “Drop the act! Tell me where they are or watch me and my guards tear through every crevice of this shithole”, the captain just screamed at the bouncer. You were almost at the entrance through which people walked in and out of the establishment. Trying to not raise any suspicion you lowered your gaze and moved closer to Astarion – just a pair of lovers passing by.

“What damned act, I’ve been trying to tell...”, Don was just about to say as the guard crossed his arms over his armoured chest, obviously done with his opponents excuses. His eyes wandered while zoning out from the bouncer’s words… and that’s when he spotted you when you tried to sneak a cautious look. The captain’s head perked up as he saw you and he immediately raised a hand: “Hold, you there! With the red hair! I can see you you know.” You cursed under your breath and gritted your teeth. “Shit”, you heard Astarion say beside you. He stopped and immediately also dropped the hood trying to seem as honest and innocent as possible. Kirin disappeared into the crowd once more having failed his escort quest.

You opted to act surprised, looking at the guard in confused fashion and pointing a finger at yourself in a “Who? Me?” sort of way. “Yeah yeah, you, don’t look so surprised, you little dipshit. Are you Tav?” Astarion immediately hissed at him for calling you names and taking a step in front of you. But you grabbed him by his elbow and took a step forth yourself. “I don’t know, depends on who’s asking. For example, for someone calling me ‘little dipshit’ the name’s ‘kiss my goddamn arse’”, you said and smiled sickly-sweet at him. You knew that it was a terrible idea for you to piss of the city guard but you’ve just about had it for the night.

Astarion snickered softly beside you, earning him a more than displeased and with the wave of two fingers two halberds pointing at his face. The vampire rolled his eyes and mumbled something about the state of humour in this city.

The captain sauntered closer to you, you nervously already thought about how you could possibly get out of this situation. When the guard stood directly in front of you so that the silver of his breastplate shone in your face, he spoke down to you. You could see that he was human – and quite a lot taller than you, at least one head and broad-shouldered too. You also saw that only his chest was covered by plating.

“For the formalities’ sake: I am Captain Gerrit of the Third Division of the Lower City Guard. Now you know, now tell me who you are!”, he ordered. You raised your chin at him defiantly and crossing your arms not letting yourself be impressed by his display of rank. “What’s it to you, Captain Gerrit of the so and so?”, you pressed him further. Gerrit’s eyes narrowed at you, you could see that his patience with you was fading. You heard Astarion chuckle again behind you, then wince: “Ouw, keep those away from me, as far as I know, laughing still hasn’t been outlawed, yet.” “Watch it, elf”, Gerrit spat toward him then he focused on you again, angling his head. “Oh nothing really, only that I’d be taking you into custody if you happened to be that Tav”, he answered. “Because if you were that Tav, I know you’d belong to a band of thieves I’ve been looking to capture for the better part of a year.” “And who told you that?”, Astarion chimed in and stepped closer to you despite the weapons pointed at him. He curved around them and stood directly behind you and stared up at the captain who was also at least half a head taller than the rogue. “A tiefling woman with a, dare I say, severe case of resting bitch face and a whimpering man that looked like a beaten puppy? Because may I tell you they have been pestering us the whole evening and of course they’d tell y…”, Astarion went on but was interrupted by Gerrit now being very annoyed at the both of you and lifting a hand in harsh motion that even prompted the vampire to shut up. You felt your time to act was running out…

“You are indeed correct”, the captain offered from behind gritted teeth “and I also happen to know that they were also part of your little band of thieves and they are already in custody. And so are you two go…”

Time was up. With all the force you could muster you lifted your knee to kick the bastard in the balls. Gerrit simply hmpfed and was sent to his knees.

Astarion didn’t lose a moment, whirled the stolen cloak around the two other guards who were still pointing their weapons at him but could only react with shock. He had them wrapped up as if they were wearing an oversized scarf and then tugged on the ends to make their heads in their shiny helmets clank against each other. They went down as well and you both turned to fucking run.

You stumbled through the crowd, pushing people out your way, without a word agreeing to try and make it to the balcony again. You raced directly to the stairs while Astarion had to take detour to dodge the swipe of another halberd and then was blocked by another guard. But instead of trying to fight him, Astarion leapt for the table next to the guard, placed his hands flat on it and swung his legs over it in a swift athletic motion. At the staircase to the gallery another guard was just about to block your way, screaming “Stop!” at you. But he was kicked in the knee pits and also received a mug of beer over his head once it was in reach for his assailant – Kirin. “Don’t touch the lass!“, the dwarf screamed viciously as the guard fell on his face.

“Thanks”, you shouted to him passing by and racing up the steps. Even Astarion mustered a wink for the dwarf and then ran after you. You made it to the balcony without further interruption. By the noise you had heard behind you, you had precious moments until your assailants would even reach the gallery.

“The dwarf grows on me”, Astarion said breathlessly. You simply waved in agreement, trying to catch your breath. “And also”, Astarion continued, gasping for air “Tav Hammerknee strikes again, it seems.”

You didn’t even have it in you anymore to react to his audacity, so you just went to the railing to look down. “It’s a bit of a drop, but after everything… I think we can make it. Although I almost broke my neck one time trying to get down there…” Astarion walked up next to you and looked down as well: “From this height? Darling, I guess you can be happy your career as a thief is over you must’ve been terrible at it.” And with these loving parting words he climbed over the railing and let himself hang from the bottom edge of the balcony before letting go and landing elegantly in a deep crouch before standing up again.

He dusted some invisible lint off his shirt then looked up at you: “Easy.” Asshole. “I’ll have you know that the last time I was blackout drunk”, you spat back. “So barely worse than tonight.” You snorted at that and started to climb over the railing, copying his moves.

“I’ll catch you, love, don’t worry. I won’t let this be the end after everyth…” You had already let yourself drop into his open arms. The sudden impact drew all the air from his lungs, but he did safely catch you.

“Gotcha”, he whispered and slowly put you down. Then he tried to sort out the mess your hair had become. “Well, running from the city guard certainly was a first time for me.” “Aww, I love when I can be there for your first times, Astarion“, you cooed at him and pressed a kiss to his lips. He looked positively done with you.

“Let’s just go home?”, he asked you with a smile. “Let’s!”

#astarion #astarion x tav #baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #astarion x reader #astarion x mc #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x oc #astarion x you #fanfic #fanfiction #astarion ancunin #bg3 spoilers #a night of song and laughter #acab #the way he jumped over the table?#that was hot

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