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Wyll and El (named Tav) have an intense sparring match after dinner. Things heat up when El notices just how excited Wyll gets during a good fight.
“Come on, El. Too easy, man, too easy,” Wyll chuckled as El was firmly held in place. He rolled his eyes and struggled to get free. He knew it had been a stupid move, but he had to try something. But maybe, maybe he could try something entirely different to throw Wyll off.
“You’re not playing fair, though,” he said, setting up his surprise. He knew Wyll would bite.
“Whatever do you mean?” Wyll chuckled as he tightened his arm around El.
“Well, you’re fighting with two swords,” he casually commented, pressing his ass back against Wyll’s very hard second sword. “And I only have one ready for use.”
It was only a split second, but El noticed the arm around him releasing him a little. Not much, but enough for him to break out. El quickly stepped away and pointed his sword at Wyll again—Wyll, who looked less sure of himself. Jaw clenched, sword hand white, stance with his hips turned away from El.For Faerûnian Kinktober; Sexual combat/Battle Kink.
Can be read as a stand-alone. Might became a spicy series in the future.- Language:
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The Inappropriate Use of Mage Hand by Camelotsfavouriteknight
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
01 Mar 2025
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After Gale taught El (named Tav) how to use the spell mage hand, El quickly figures out some fun and inappropriate uses for it.
"Well anyway. Are there any other good uses of-" he cut himself of midsentence as he looked up at Gale. The wizard was intensely staring at the mage hand still caressing his chest, swallowing heavily. He looked a bit tense with his hands balled at his side.
"Ah, I'm-" he started, moving the hand away from Gale's chest, thinking he overstepped. To get himself in check before he could take it too far. That thought quickly changed when he saw Gale almost chasing the hand and letting out a sigh. Instead, he moved the mage hand back. First caressing Gale's shirt like he'd done before. Before moving with a bit more intent, using his fingertips with a bit more pressure behind it.
"So, there are other interesting uses for mage hand," El commented. His smile slowing changing into a little smirk. Slowly becoming a bit bolder. Watching Gale's face intensely. Gale's face was an open book, one he could easily watch for a long time to find all the ways it reacted. Though he was also looking for discomfort, any signs that he was overstepping
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"It seemed so, so real," he muttered before shaking his head. "I just. It's like, if it is all fake and I freaked out over nothing, great, you can yell at me or whatever. But if it is real."
"Then you had the chance to prevent or change a few things," said Dylan, nodding along. "Hence why you didn't want the party, ah that makes sense now too."
"You believe me?" He couldn't help but to wonder. He noticed how Dylan seemed to hesitate for a moment.
"I believe that you believe it. And I know for a fact that it's something that is weighing heavy on you. So, I'll help. Of course I'll help," Dylan eventually replied. Maybe not the perfect answer or support he hoped for. But it was good enough. They could survive the night with good enough, so he would settle for it.
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Ryan gets hold of a Crystal ball. Being curious and having listened to maybe a few too many podcasts, he decides to stare into it. Unfortunately for him, it isn’t a normal crystal ball. He is dragged into scenes where he sees one of his campmates and friends die a gruesome death. Terrified but determined, he continues to come back, looking for clues. Anything that might help him stop it from happening and save his friends.