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“Succubus spital,” they said deliriously and went back to kissing him. Astarion pushed at their shoulders half heartedly but it was enough to keep them at bay. He searched their desperate eyes before they huffed out, “The spider. It was coated in it. The taste was sour like milk but so sweet and gods did I want more. Want more now. Want you.”
When Tavares’s mouth finds him again, Astarion’s brain short circuited. Part of him argued that all they were doing was kissing. Something they had done countless times over the months. The action was distracting Tav from whatever discomfort they were feeling and he’d be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying it.
Before he could stop himself, he began responding to their mouth, their clever hands roaming his chest and heat began to pool in his belly. Their hands tugged his shirt off and began mapping out every curve of his chest. When their lips began to roam, the vampire couldn't stop the shameless moan that escaped.
“Fuck,” he nearly choked, “Tavares, we can't,” he panted, trying hard to gain control of the situation. He pushed them gently out of his lap before nearly leaping out of the bed. “I want to but we can't.”
Series
- Part 5 of Tavares Ilphelkiir
- Part 5 of Faerûn Love Stories