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Astarion’s restless nights are haunted by dreams he won’t speak of. Satisfying his insatiable hunger on you brings only fleeting relief — until one night, the walls finally crumble and desire and confession collide.
“Truly, you shouldn’t be concerned.” he murmurs, voice thick and dreamy with desire. “Just relax. Let me enjoy you.”
You gasp as he kisses down your body.
“….Astarion.” you whisper. “I love when you enjoy me. I do. But…”
Your words falter as he kisses your thigh—slow, reverent, maddening.
“Shhh…” he hushes, and the sound is almost sweet—if it weren’t soaked in sin. “Maybe I should tell you what I thought about all day long? Make you forget these silly thoughts.”
“Because, darling-all I could think about was you—sweaty, slick, trembling beneath me while I make you scream my name.”
Your breath catches so hard it almost hurts.
He looks up at you, eyes glowing with dangerous adoration.
His hands are pulling at your clothes—slow, sure, stripping you down like it’s his right, his ritual. His mouth keeps trailing lower, worship and possession tangled together in every kiss.