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Summary
Another Astarion x Nivan(Tav) fic! I'm sure you can guess the premise of this one based on the title lol.
Rating: M not for sexy times, but for mature themes and blood. There are some hints about Nivan's backstory and while not explicit here, his backstory is ROUGH, so take care of yourself y'all.
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Nivan snaps awake to see the blur of a white and wraith-like face hovering above him in the dim light sifting through the canvas. Half asleep and heart racing with a heady rush of fear and rage, he throws the whole of his bodyweight at his assailant, a slender little boot knife fisted in one hand. There is a surprised grunt. A tumbling of limbs and fabric. A flash of sharp teeth in the beam of waning firelight from the opening to his tent. A pair of red eyes burning like a set of coals.
Astarion.
The elf is pinned beneath him now, holding both hands up in surrender, and looking very pointedly at the blade held at his throat. He doesn’t seem especially frightened, though. Nivan can’t even feel his heart racing where his arm is pressed into his chest.
“Shit.” Astarion notes succinctly.