Astarion NSFW Alphabet
Also it is way too long for an Alphabet but I really enjoyed this format of it
Warnings: MDNI, 4.6k Words, Smut, GN!Reader, Established relationship mentions, Switch!Astarion mentions, slight angst, early access spoilers, blood kink, voyeurism/exhibition kink throughout here, astarion is a tease, cazador is his warning
Ao3 link
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
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"We've had plenty of pillow talk now, darling. Don't you think we should rest?"
It depends on how deep your relationship is. Earlier on, he will kiss your brow or hold you for a few moments. Astarion may indulge in some banter if he truly likes you, but otherwise, you are a warm willing body to fill a need.
But once he starts to fall for you, it changes.
It will be hot and cold for a while until either of you sit down and talk about your feelings. He'll snuggle up next to you, indulging in the warmth of your body and then he'll remember himself. Quick excuses to leave, to not allow himself to bask in the sunlight-like warmth he's found constantly in your embrace. There's a deep fear - what if Cazador finds out about you?
And then you both confess and it's like you have an extra set of limbs. He's a constant at your side. Clingy would be an understatement, if he can, he always touches you. A hand on your lower back, fingers trailing over your arm and shoulder and looping one arm around your waist at times too.
He's in love and he's going to make sure you can never be taken from him.
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B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
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At first, his favorite part is your throat. It's not hard to guess why that is when he loves to sink his fangs into it.
Soon though, it becomes your eyes. Though he can never see himself in a mirror, he can see how he reflects by how you gaze at him. The way your eyes crinkle when he makes you happy or how they fill with tears when he tells you too many details of what Cazador has done to him. It's an easy way to see how you feel.
"Being reflected in someone else's eyes? Well, I could do worse."
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C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
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He loves to cum on you. Finishing on your face or belly, and seeing how pretty you look with it on. Or watching how you squirm, your cheeks so warm when he moves to lick it off.
Finishing inside is also good. Whether he is giving or receiving, he'll enjoy the small feeling of ownership it gives. That you belong to one another.
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D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
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He really enjoys it when you wear his clothes.
If you were to ask him directly about it, he'd give you a shrug accompanied by a smirk as sharp as his knife. "No, darling, I'm just thinking of how expensive it's going to be to clean them."
You would tilt your head. "We're not going out into the wilds anymore. I'm not going to-"
His fingers would slide under your chin, moving to cup your jaw. Red eyes staring directly into your own, turning black with heat. A pink tongue darts out to moisten his lips, before he's leaning in close. "That's what we call a hint, my dear."
His clothes always end up ruined, but he never complains too much.
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E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
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Astarion has been in Cazador's service for over two hundred years. How long he lived before that? Well, he won't tell you. (Mainly to tease you, but also he doesn't want to think of the age difference you two may have if you're not a long-lived elf.)
He has experience in seduction, Cazador had him do that. Fucking is easy. And with other vampire spawns, it could also be a bit of welcome relief from all torture going on around them.
With you though, he discovers lovemaking.
And he weeps the first time.
You never let him forget it, kissing under his eyes affectionately while he rolls them and he holds you at half a length away, trying to cease your teasing affections.
"I love you. We don't - You don't, have to bring up my weeping every time."
"But it made me love you more."
The vampire's grip loosens then, and his touch goes unsurprisingly tender for a few minutes after, returning your warm affections in kind.
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F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
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If he's on top, missionary. He loves the access to your neck and the way he can gaze at your face. Watching your expression at every touch or roll of his hips - to see how you enjoyed it or to smile as you whimper from his teasing.
If he's on the bottom, he likes to be standing. Having someone hold onto his arms, pulling him closer while they go deeper inside of him. It also hides his face. While he loves to see your own face, he's more closed off. Though once you're closer, he'd probably love the Wrapped Lotus position, for something truly intimate for you both.
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G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
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He's definitely goofier during foreplay or whenever he's attempting to seduce you, but during the actual act he's more serious.
"Sweetie?"
You turn your head to find him staring right at you, not three feet from you. He's also very clearly, eyeing your ass. You roll your eyes. "That's not going to work-"
"Oh?" Now he's smirking, the ruby eyes moving over your form slowly, before he meets your eyes. The vampire gives a slow blink, before giving a handsome smile and tucking a lock of hair behind his ear. "You're sure this is not going to work?"
Looking away, you try to hide your smile. "It's not going to work."
He stalks around you like a predator sizing up a meal, but soon he's crouching down beside you. "Are you sure? Are you really sure, darling?"
You open your mouth, but he's suddenly sweeping his foot under your arm, then your middle and he uses it to get you onto your back. He joins you on the ground, going into a lounging position where he can rest one fist against his cheek, smirking fully. One hand waves down his own body. and he's - he's wearing those wonderful leather pants, the cheating bastard. "Nothing enticing?"
Biting your lip, you shake your head. "None at all."
"My dear," his fingers brush over your cheek, turning you to face him. "Liars don't get to have any pleasures."
"...You lie all the time."
"I'm a vampire."
You smile, moving to tuck a loose lock of hair back into place. "Yes. A big scary, vampire."
His eyes light up, and cold hands are quick to draw you close. "Yes, a horrible thing I am." Red eyes shine, his gaze running over your face. "Should I defile you now then?"
"You would like that, wouldn't you?"
"Very much so." He's leaning in then, brushing his lips over your jaw. The touch is featherlight as he lets his fingers wander over your sides and along your waist. There's a harder glint in his gaze when he looks upon you again, moving to push you onto your back again. Though this time, he puts a knee on either side of your hips. Leaning down, he lets his mouth hover above yours and lets his lips twitch when he hears the hitch of your breath.
"Let me show you how horrible I can be, darling."
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H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
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Elves can't grow facial or much body hair (or so I'm told), so he's pretty hairless. He does have a small patch of hair right above his cock, but it's small and rarely needs to be trimmed. It's a bit more grey than white, but so long as you don't tease him about being old, he doesn't mind it.
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I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
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Like with aftercare, it differs when you start having sex versus when you start having feelings for one another.
At the start, it's not very intimate. It's an excuse to have fun, let off some steam, and enjoy a very nice night together. And then it becomes a couple more nights of enjoyment together.
And then it becomes weeks of enjoyment.
Then months.
And then it fully changes once you're both aware of each other's feelings.
He kisses you, a lot more than before. Cradling the back of your neck, holding you steady as presses his mouth to your own. He moans against your lips, letting you see how his brows knit as his pleasure grows. The other cold hand is resting against your back, nails scratching lightly over your skin.
In the quiet of the moment, his voice drops to a whisper. Now he won't tease you, but his voice drips with praise. "You're wonderful, you're - fuck, you're everything." His grip gets a tad tighter before he relaxes. Tonight he doesn't want to hurt you in any way, and even when you offer your throat, he refuses it.
You're so much more than blood to him, and he needs you to know that.
He needs you to know he means it when he says you're everything to him.
He needs you.
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J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
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He doesn't.
Not unless he absolutely has to, but since you came into his life he doesn't feel the same urge. It's more fun and easier to do with you, and he does have some patience to wait until you're within sight again to tease you until you're giving in. Though if you're not in the mood, he also won't be in the mood. Very rarely does he still want it if you're not up for it. And he never pushes after you've told him no, instead he may ask for cuddling to still get that intimacy.
When he was doing that little hot and cold time when he was figuring out his feelings, he did do it. Jerking off to the thought of your hands around his dick, your voice in his ear, biting his lip to not let out any noise as he spills all over his fingers.
Now he likes to wait. It's much better whenever you're there.
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K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
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Blood Kink.
Shocking to no one, considering he likes to bite during sex. The sight of blood is the easiest way to get him going.
It can horribly backfire (or not) when you're on a mission and see a lot of battles. One time, one of Lae'zel caught a man too close to you, slicing him down the middle. It left you splattered, blood coating one side of your face and all down your neck.
Astarion had not known he had that amount of willpower within him, that he didn't take you on the ground right after the battle. He did not care if the others heard or saw, or if even a goblin tried to approach, he had wanted to fuck you so hard his hands had started shaking. Should anyone interrupt, he would've drunk them dry just to get you alone.
He instead waited until after the battlegrounds were clear, to lure you into the forest and offer to help with the excess adrenaline and energy still in your bodies after the fight.
You would moan as he licked the blood off of your skin, while you were both so entangled with one another, and it doesn't matter that it ends quickly, only that it ended together. And with you having less blood on your person than when it started.
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L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
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Beds, when you can get to them. Once you return to the city, Astarion does his best to make sure you only have sex in the nice comfort of a bed.
However, the alleyways are rather tempting. Dark and all alone. Anyone could walk down and see -
He'd shake his head, no, no. He couldn't do that. But then his eyes slide over the innkeeper's dining tables, or the bar countertop and the -
Astarion would fuck you anywhere. He may prefer a bed, but he would enjoy it anywhere.
"You know, sweetie, I think we look very good together." His arms would be looped around your waist, his chest pressing to your back. "But I think we'd look better together over on that table."
You squint, glancing around the inn. "The one with all the goblins talking about their last bathing sessions?"
"You really know how to kill a mood, my love."
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M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
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When it's you, it could be anything.
The man goes from 0 to 60 in 1 second. It could be your smile, a light touch, or your laugh.
There are so many things that you do that turn him on, but generally, he hears your happiness and he gets the urge to want to make you even happier. To have you smile while he kisses down your body, and lets you feel his smile, before the flick of his tongue.
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N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
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Anything that would involve leaving a permanent mark on your person. His bites are bad enough, but if you got a tattoo to dedicate to him, he'd be more upset than pleased. If you were to ask the reason, he'd gesture to the scars on his back. Not just self-inflected marks would upset him, but any new scar you get in helping him in this journey is a reminder that you are paying a price for helping him. A reminder of his failures to protect you.
A reminder that you are breakable.
And Cazador loves to break things.
Even after his former master's death, he still doesn't like it. His own trauma mixes in here, and if you want to display devotion like that, he doesn't mind getting a set of matching rings instead.
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O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
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"Look at you. Have you been this eager for me all night?" His fingers curl around your thighs, digging into them as he brings his face closer to you. His tongue you'll feel first, teasingly slow before he moves
Loves giving head. Loves receiving head. Silver tongue is dangerously good and he's very well aware of it.
He prefers to give, but he's also fine with fucking your mouth. One hand on the top of your head, making sure your eyes are on him while he lets praise fly out of his mouth.
"So eager for it. Look at all that drool, it's shining all over your chin." It's a hiss between his teeth. His free hand moves to your shoulder, dragging you closer. When you gag, he only laughs sharply, before pulling you back. "Too much?"
You shake your head, and he smiles, sliding deeper. Letting his cock rub over your tongue, while you tremble in trying to swallow him down.
"That's it, darling. Fuck! You're doing so well. Do you want me to fill your throat?" His thrusts get a bit quicker, and you're gripping his thighs as he starts to fuck your face. "So good for me. So perfect."
The next time you gag, he barely pauses. Focused on the feel of your mouth around him, his hands are nearly clawing at your head and shoulder. He's panting, gazing down at you. You aren't sure if vampires could sweat but there's a shine to his skin, that could just be from the moonlight reflecting off of it.
Astarion slows down, drawing himself back to rest the tip in your mouth. "I don't want to rush this, darling." With a sly look, he's nudging his foot between your legs, to graze his calf against your crotch. "Not when you're clearly enjoying this so much."
It would be a longer night than the previous, but he was always determined to draw out both of your pleasures.
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P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
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It depends. On how much time he has with you, how deep your relationship is, what you're both in the mood for.
Even when you've been together for some time, he still will like to get together roughly from time to time.
Fingers are in his mouth, fangs pressing in on either side of them while his lips curl and he bites on them to try and silence himself. His eyes are on your form, above him, following your movement. The other hand is clawing into your hip.
It's rare he tries to quiet himself, and you're smirking just a little.
He catches it, and his hand tightens on your hip. There'll be a bruise there for later, as you watch him slip the fingers he was biting on from his mouth. "D-Don't assume, darling. You don't- " He cuts himself off with a moan, head rolling back just as you move your hips harder, possibly bruising them with how fast you press against him.
There's a promise of vengeance later in the look he gives you after, but you know it'll be worth it.
Even if it's him making you cry out in the middle of a busy alleyway. Still worth it.
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Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Traveling in the woods, with many people, means he's gotten used to having quickies. And often.
He'll direct you to fuck against a tree, or some boulder. Or to come with him on a late-night hunt, but it's so he can get you alone and he can get into your pants.
It doesn't get better when you're in Baldur's Gate, because he realizes how much he just wants you all the time. Quickies become a regular thing between you both, but when he does have you alone and the time, he's going to make sure every second counts.
"Quiet, Darling." He whispers against your ear, nipping it as your arms loop around his middle. Bodies pressed tightly together. His hands move onto your back, pressing you even closer to him. "You'll wake more dead than just me if you're not careful."
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R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
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He's up to try most things. At least once, to see if either of you like it. Astarion isn't going to risk anything that will end your life, but he's also willing to do a lot of risky shit that might just end your social standing instead.
Being a vampire, he knows how rare it would be to create any pregnancy if you have the parts for that. So he's not very worried about that.
He loves the risk and the adrenaline you get when you do fuck somewhere risky though. Hearing your heartbeat speed up, the blood pumping through your veins - it's all very exciting.
It's probably why he keeps suggesting it. Or it's because he truly can't get enough of you.
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S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
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If you wanted, he would be happy with sex at least twice every day for the rest of your days.
This may be due to how easily he's motivated, but he really enjoys that closeness with you once you're both together. It's intimate and enjoyable; he loves it and you. Spending that time together is something important to him, particularly if you may not live very long.
He needs to cherish as much time as he can with you. Or else he may turn you.
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T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
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Bondage toys. He enjoys tying you up from the start, but once you get closer, he'll let you also tie him up. But there's something about one of you being vulnerable to the other that just makes his eyes light up.
"How is that? Too tight?"
You shake your head, flexing your fingers to show him you could still move them. He smiles, leaning forward to kiss each one, before pressing another kiss to your forearm, and then the top of your head. Making his way down to kiss your lips, easing you to relax into his touch.
When Astarion pulls back, his eyes are nearly glowing in the soft candlelight as he makes his way down your body. Spreading your thighs, and running a finger teasingly over you. He smirks when you shiver, leaning forward to nip on your inner thigh. "Don't hold back for me, sweetie. I want to hear every noise I draw from those pretty lips tonight."
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U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
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It starts off with a hand on your shoulder. Friendly, a gentle squeeze. And then long fingers sweep over it, edging down towards your back. Trailing over your top, until he can let his fingers edge to the back of your shirt collar. Fingers move to rub at the skin, in slow circles before he draws away completely, his eyes glinting like rubies in the sunlight.
Another time, he's got a glass of wine. He smiles over the rim of the crystal glass, and after he drinks, he lets the red droplets linger over his mouth. Only swiping them away with his tongue when you look back over at him.
"Are you being good, darling?" He'll whisper in your ear, laughing when you flinch at his sudden closeness. But one hand will come out to steady you, spreading his fingers along your lower back. Letting you feel his hand and the way his fingertips dig in slightly. His mouth gets dangerously close to your ear again, and he smiles when he whispers this time. "I'll take that as a no."
He's unfortunately, the king of teasing.
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V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
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Astarion loves the sound of his own voice. Though he can think of one better, and it's any sound he draws from you in fits of pleasure.
Once he finds out you like hearing him talk during sex, he lets it all out. Filthy whispers right at the campsite, smirking when he sees you cross your legs in an attempt to keep your arousal down. Or at least to make sure no one noticed how you were trying to rub your legs together.
He's cruel with his tongue, and he loves to use it on you.
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W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
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Having been not able to see the sun for nigh two hundred years, Astarion tries to enjoy it as much as he can. He's pretty sure one day he might not be able to anymore, even though he is trying very hard to ensure he'll retain some power.
So he does anything he can in the sun. Including some stretches. Essentially yoga.
He'll wear some loose shirts, and some sinfully tight trousers once he catches on that you're watching them though.
"Did you know my eyes are down here, darling?"
On warm, sunny days, he may not be able to go into moving water but he will sit on a rock, and admire himself in the shimmering river. He finds himself drawn to water, perhaps because it's one of the few things of a danger to him still and he wishes to conquer it, or he likes his reflection far too much.
Either way, one day he shows up with a fishing rod and he discovers he likes fishing. Either catching them to salt and carry around for easy meals for the rest of the party or attempting to cook you something.
That would probably be the only time he's allowed to attempt to cook anything.
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X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
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He's well-built and scarred. Astarion isn't jacked, but he's a rogue with a little muscle. This might be due to some vampirism, rather than any training. He was on a diet of bugs and small rodents for a long time, so it's probably something to do with his supernatural abilities rather than any attempts.
His dick is around 6 inches, not little at all. Enough to fill you, over and over again if you want him to. He's not massive, but he's glad not to be and if you're bottoming, you'll be glad for it, with how many times he wants to use it on you in a row.
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Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
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While he'd be happy with sex twice a day for the rest of your days, he's also very content just being with you. Lounging with you at his side is one of his favorite ways to spend a lazy day.
But he's almost always up for it if you are. Your enjoyment and happiness are a turn-on for him, so seeing you eager for him on top of it? It's like an ego boost, inflating it further.
Yearning for you is part of the fun though.
Watching you from across the hall, his hall now - since Cazador had died, he had taken over the property. And being a new, full vampire had come with a lot of new perks.
His new form of mist made it easier for him to sneak towards you, until he appears with fingers sliding against yours, grasping your hand. Before you can say anything, he kisses the back of it, then a few more over your knuckles.
You smile, your surprise melted into the familiar love he's now getting used to. "Did you miss me that much? it's only been a few minutes."
He smiles, leaning forward to press his face to yours. Your noses rub against one another as he attempts to nuzzle you, while you're laughing and drawing away. "Every second without you, my dear, is horrible."
But sometimes the yearning is too much.
Sometimes he thinks about turning you.
But he knows the power he'd have over a spawn, and as much as he knows you trust him to fully turn you into a vampire, part of him doubts himself. As a spawn, you'd never leave him. You wouldn't have the choice to leave him. He'd take care of you, protect you - but it wouldn't be you if you had no control. Even if he allowed you free will, if he had that much control, he fears what kind of monster he'd become.
He's too scared to do it. Too many hang-ups, and worries. He's frightened one day you'll realize how terrible he truly is. And he's more frightened of what he may do if you try and leave then.
It hurts to think about it.
Eternity with you sounds great; amazing. Perfect.
But he's not certain about an eternity with him would be perfect.
What if he was worse than Cazador? What if he never found the courage to turn you fully? What if he kept you trapped?
What if you died a mortal death? If you got sick? If you got too old?
Until he can come to a decision, he lets your embrace wash away those thoughts. And listens to the beat of your heart; a reminder that you're still with him.
For now.
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Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
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Elves don't sleep in Faerun. When they meditate to get the same benefits as sleep, they can dream still.
He often does it while you're asleep as well, though he likes to stay up for a while after you've fallen asleep. Watching you dream, the way your eyelids flutter. He'll brush any hair that falls into your face, or adjust your clothing to make sure you're covered. If you shiver, he'll tuck the blanket around you, knowing he can do little to keep you warm.
But always, each night, he leans down and kisses your brow.
"Goodnight, my love. I'll see you in my dreams."
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Thank you to @sherwood-forests for giving this a look over and wonderful comments like this
also thank you to @chickenparm for the hot yoga idea, and @vasiktomis for fishing astarion <3
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