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Astarion feels like a starving fox released into a pen of chickens.
His lean fingers pick at his cravat, easing out invisible wrinkles, his tongue tracing along his own fangs. His eyes dart over the street, his head full of new scents and sounds, pounding at the back of his skull. He can taste the pulses of the people that pass him by, can smell the blood that rushes through their veins, intoxicating in its temptation.
He feels like a ravenous animal, a stalking predator just barely blending in amongst a sea of prey. But whoever he finds, Cazador had instructed for them to still be breathing by the time Astarion brings them back. He can’t rip the throat from the first thing he sees, no matter how much he finds himself aching to. There’s an impossible emptiness inside of him now, a growing abyss, and he finds himself wanting.
(Or, Astarion and the prince who swept him off his feet long after he had given up on happy endings.)
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- Part 10 of “I feel safe with you.” (Astarion Fics)
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- English
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Bookmarked by underestimatedfish
25 Sep 2023