9 Works by leadii
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Cazador had sunk his fangs into both of them. They’d both been bled dry, hearts cut down to the quick and given over to immortality against their will, their bodies and souls no more than convenient collateral to further the will of a man hellbent on achieving absolute power.
Perhaps, she and Astarion weren’t all that different, after all. But then again, he was the one who had played her for a fool and put her in this position in the first place.
“I don’t owe you anything.”
The words cut across the air between them, vicious and haughty, and the tiny flicker of understanding that had begun to glow in her chest winks out of existence as she strides forward to slam down the old, rotting book in her hand onto the feeble desk he stands just behind.
“Say that again, Astarion. I dare you.”
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In which, once upon a time, Astarion finds his mark for the night and Rin learns the consequences of naivety. Thankfully, they have an eternity together afterwards to sort it all out.
a post-game fic feat. vampirism, the underdark, and a journey.
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Rin lays there, her back against the grass as she stares resolutely up at the sky overhead, little drops of dew like tiny diamonds hanging heavy from blades of grass.
“I have nothing to say to you, just so you know.” She refuses to look over to the place where Astarion lays mere inches from her as she says the words, but it doesn’t stop her from moving her hand to rest it down in the small gap of space between their bodies.
It’s an offering, if nothing else, though it is one Rin doesn’t know if he will take.
“Well then, I suppose it’s a good thing that you so rarely have anything worthwhile to say.” Astarion’s words carry his usual unaffected haughtiness that has her eyes rolling despite herself, a small huff of annoyance escaping her lips.
But as she feels the coolness of his skin against her own, clever fingers intertwining with her delicate ones, she thinks that maybe, just maybe there can also be a little room for hope in whatever this thing between them is.
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In which Astarion and Rin learn how to bridge the gap, because perhaps all that distance between them isn’t quite so large as they once thought.
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- Part 1 of at first light
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She’s on a particular fantasy, one involving Astarion and some ribbon wrapped elegantly around her body with a touch only he is capable of as he brings her to her peak again and again and praise falls from his lips, when footsteps near her tent.
Footsteps that Rin is far too lost in her imagination to hear—unguarded and terribly vulnerable—especially when said person does not want to be heard, sneaking through the night with every bit of their prowess.
Her lips open on a silent moan and she's so very near completion when a voice cuts through the night, the exact one she had been fantasizing about.
“Well, now this is quite a surprise.”
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In which Astarion walks in on a decidedly private moment, but finds a way to make the most of it.
For Kinktober 2024
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- Part 3 of at first light
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“And we, my dear, have some very urgent business to attend to.” His expression is nothing short of devilish as he practically pushes her inside of the tiny closet and shuts the door behind them both, only waiting a mere moment before wrapping his arms around her waist and lowering his lips to her neck.
“Urgent, Astarion?” She rolls her eyes despite the loosening of her limbs underneath the feeling of his lips kissing down over her collarbone, mouthing at the exposed cleavage of her breasts before he lowers himself to the floor in front of her.
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In which Astarion finds it in his heart to help Rin work off some of her frustrations in a variety of ways.
For Kinktober 2024
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- Part 2 of at first light
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“I’m not the only one who would look lovely with ribbons around my wrists, you know.” Your eyes flick up to his own as you wet your lips at the thought—dear, sweet Astarion writhing below you with the same rosebud hue tracing his wrists to keep him pinned as he is able to do nothing but accept the love and pleasure you have to give him.
“Something you think about often, hm?” His lips quirk up in amusement, his eyes finding your own as he basks in the heat from your warm body tucked into his side, thinly veiled interest present in his gaze.
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opus 4 (nothing compares to the sighs that fall from your lips) by leadii
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
24 Feb 2024
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“Have I mentioned how absolutely divine you look, darling?”
“Well, you did make the gown.” Your hand tangles in his hair, pressing him closer as you arch into him. He buries his face into your chest, kissing and licking at the skin bared to him above the low neckline.
“It’s quite easy when you have such a lovely muse.”
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He’s always imagined you like this in his dreams, he thinks. Naked, dressed in rubies as red as the wine in your silver chalice, blood like pomegranate juice dripping from your lips, staining your mouth to match the red of your blood that colors his own.
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It was a special torture to be unable to touch him, you decide. You want nothing more than to brush your fingers through his curls as you come, to caress the delicate point at the top of his ears, feel the smoothness of his skin on your fingertips.
It feels absolutely filthy, to be tied up like this, your pleasure left to Astarion’s will as you are powerless to simply lay in wait for whatever he has in store.
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“You’re just utterly shameless, aren’t you?" He tsks, “Seducing me away from my work like this.”
Astarion’s eyes rove your form laying beneath him in reverence, the silken strands of your hair spread like a halo around your face and your dress a mess around your waist.Series