Title: Under the Moonlight
Type: Fluff
Ship: Wyll and Laverna (oc)
Word Count: 1,450
Summary: Wyll leads Laverna away from camp one night to confess himself to her and the pair romantically dance together under the moonlight.
After the adventures of the day, Wyll and Laverna return to the camp to rest and prepare for the coming travels.
Both of them were exhausted after the excruciating journey, but nevertheless they took some time to enjoy the fresh air in the evening, as there was a gentle breeze blowing on their faces.
As the night sets in, the sky was filled with bright stars, shining like a thousand jewels in the sky. Wyll took a moment to admire the beauty of the night sky, and then turned his gaze towards Laverna.
Suddenly, Wyll takes her hand and leads her beyond the camp, away from the fires and noise towards the forest edge.
The couple moves slowly, their steps synchronized and their eyes locked upon each other as they walk hand in hand. The moonlight casts a soft, romantic glow over the pair, creating a timeless moment between them.
As they approach a secluded spot within the grove, Wyll stops, and looks intently into Laverna’s eyes. His expression is soft and sincere, filled with pure adoration for her.
Wyll gently pulls her closer to him and they stand face to face, their eyes still locked together.
The tension between them builds, as if each of them is waiting for the other to make the first move. Wyll slowly leans ever-so-slightly towards her, his breath warm as it brushes against her face.
Slowly and gently he begins to speak, his words are like an intricate poem flowing from his lips.
“Laverna, there’s something I have been meaning to tell you…”
Laverna doesn't reply, merely gazing back at Wyll with eyes brimming with a longing that’s matched only by his own.
For another long moment, neither dares to speak, both of them lost in their unspoken emotions.
Wyll slowly draws her close to him, his arms wrapping around her and pulling her into his embrace. They stand there for a while, enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies.
Wyll pauses for a moment, gathering his courage and struggling to put his feelings into words.
Laverna looks up at him, waiting patiently for him to continue.
With a shaky breath, Wyll finally speaks, “I have been hesitant to admit my true feelings for you, but tonight my heart is overflowing with emotions I couldn’t dream of not putting into words.”
“Laverna…” he whispers softly, “I-I think I have fallen in love with you…”
Laverna gasps in surprise, her heart pounding in her chest as she stares up at Wyll, shocked by his words. The two had clearly been drawn to one another both physically and emotionally. However, the half-elf never expected such a powerful admission from the Warlock.
Wyll keeps her close, their faces inches apart now, and stares into her eyes, willing her to respond.
Laverna is breathless, unable to find the proper words to express herself. Her heart says yes, but her mind is racing.
Wyll can see that she’s struggling, and his grip on her tightens with the desire to make her understand. He draws her even closer, his hold on her tightening slightly.
Laverna can feel his heartbeat hammering against her own, their bodies pressed together.
Wyll caresses her face with his hand, tracing a gentle path along her jawline as he gazes into her eyes.
Laverna closes her eyes, savoring the feeling of his touch on her cheek.
Her chest still pulsing with emotion, she leans into his hand and tilts her head, allowing him a better angle to stroke her face.
The pair stands there, locked into a quiet moment of intimacy, savoring the feeling of their bodies pressed so tightly against one another.
Wyll continues to stroke Laverna's face gently, letting his fingers trace across her cheekbones and down to the detailed tattoo on her neck, his gesture becoming more affectionate with each touch.
Laverna lets out a slight sigh of contentment as she relaxes against his hand, her body yielding to the sensation of his touch. They stay locked in this position for a beat, neither of them wanting to break the silence.
Wyll moves his free hand to Laverna's hips and pulls her even closer to him, pressing his body against hers with more intensity.
The handsome Warlock’s body is now pressed firmly against the Bard’s, the heat of their combined bodies making the air around them feel thick and heavy.
Laverna can't help but notice the way Wyll's body trembles from their close proximity.
Wyll's hand on her hip grips her tighter, pulling her lithe body into his.
The two of them stand there, locked in this position, their breaths becoming more shallow and quick as their hearts race faster.
As Wyll draws Laverna close to him, she feels a warm sensation spreading throughout her body.
In spite of the intense physical attraction between them, Wyll decides to break the tension with a different type of movement. He pulls Laverna even closer to him, but instead of immediately trying to initiate more intimate contact, he slowly begins swaying them both from side to side in a gentle and rhythmical motion.
The pair start swinging side to side, their movements in sync with each other, their bodies now moving in a pleasant and hypnotic rhythm.
Wyll’s hands remain firm and steady on her waist, his grip tight but not uncomfortable, as he continues leading the dance.
Laverna looks up at him, her eyes glazed with wonder as his steps guide her around the small clearing with a pleasant gracefulness.
Wyll’s face wears a slight, affectionate smile, and he maintains a steady and gentle rhythm with each movement.
As they sway, a light breeze picks up, causing the trees and plants around them to move in sync with the pair.
Laverna lets out a slow, contented breath as the air around them moves with them. The red haired beauty feels her heart beating faster and faster with each beat, her body filled with joy and excitement. Giggles escape her lips as she stares at him fondly.
Wyll gently pulls her in closer, bringing their bodies into even tighter contact with every sway. He brings one of his hands lightly up to the back of her neck, letting his fingers rest softly against her skin as he guides her with the other hand on her waist.
The gentle dance creates a cozy ambiance, made even more beautiful by the sound of the nearby crickets chirping in the soft, night air.
The pair keep swinging together in their slow and pleasant rhythm, their bodies now moving as one, the distance between them now so close that one could hardly call it so.
Laverna can feel Wyll’s breath against her skin, as he guides her movements, his hand still remaining soft and gentle on her back.
The night sky above them is filled with stars, glowing brightly against the backdrop of their dancing figures.
The breeze continues to pick up, causing the leaves of the nearby trees to sway in the same rhythm as them, the sight and sounds of nature becoming a calming soundtrack.
The pair sway side to side, their steps slowly becoming a hypnotic and sensual rhythm.
The night air is getting a little chillier now, so Wyll carefully pulls her even closer to him. His arms now wrap around her, his hands on her back and waist. His grip is warm and gentle, almost like a protective embrace as he guides her through the dance.
The gentle dance slowly comes to an end, with one last spinning movement putting them face-to-face with each other.
Wyll slowly and gently guides Laverna into a dip, their faces just inches apart. They stare lovingly into each other’s eyes for a moment, the atmosphere filled with passion and chemistry.
Wyll gently pulls Laverna back up to face him as their faces move dangerously close toward each other. Before she can hesitate again, Laverna leans in to kiss her lover passionately.
Laverna’s lips meet Wyll’s in a much anticipated kiss, their bodies pressed closely together, their movements and breath interwoven together.
Laverna’s heart skips a beat as she feels Wyll’s warm breath, his lips gliding across hers.
The kiss lingers on for a few moments before they finally separate, panting lightly and staring into each other’s eyes.
A rush of emotions flood through Laverna’s body as she looks at Wyll, feeling the intimacy of their moment.
They stare deeply into each other's eyes, still feeling the rush of their heated passion. The pair remain there for a moment, breathing heavily, and feeling their combined heat radiating between them.
With their bodies pressed against each other tightly, the feeling of their combined warmth, makes the moment feel utterly timeless...
from L to R
☠ lilit rorel ( baldur's gate 3 )
✸ makaria yaltis ( baldur's gate 3 )
♪ laverna boldimer ( baldur's gate 3 )
i was tagged by @ruinbringer via my main blog @malafvma to recreate some of my ocs using this picrew. i will be randomly tagging: @kingsmakers, @richitozier, @nolanhollogay, @faerieroyal, @fragilestorm, @jewishbarbies, @emilykaldwen, @carmens-garden, & anyone else who would like to participate :)
omg ofc!! thanks for your interest in my special babies. i will leave a little info dump below 💜
𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰:
‣ they weren’t intended to be a pairing but the idea of them together kinda grew on me after their many interactions
‣ despite coming from entirely different backgrounds, they share many parallels. one being how they both ultimately fell down the path of wanting to make something more of themselves. wyll did this by becoming a fighter/warlock whilst laverna did so through music (and swindling but we won’t talk about that just yet lol). they both ultimately strive for glory of some kind.
‣ he for sure made the first move. she wasn’t interested in anything special at first, but he won her over with his appreciation for music and dance.
‣ gale and halsin keep trying to steal her away (who is gonna tell them they are too old lmao)
‣ wyll highly disapproved of laverna becoming half illithid but thinks she’s beautiful despite the physical toll it took.
‣ she most definitely wrote a few shanties in his honor
‣ laverna was kind of selfish prior to them crossing paths (can’t blame her since she was a busker before), but since meeting Wyll she’s learned to become more selfless
‣ you can catch him dancing while she plays the lyre while the rest of camp is occupied. alternatively, catch them dancing in the moonlight to no music at all.
‣ in act iii, their main goal and center of their storyline is to save duke ravengard after the ill deal made with mizora (bonus: mizora attempted to sway laverna into switching classes and bringing wyll to the dark side)
‣ wholesome is the word best used to describe their dynamic
