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[bloodedhearts]

❓+ one night stand with Astarion ( Shadowheart)

The "Yes or No" Game | Accepting | @pallidrogue

"Yes."

[insearchofstories]

"Do you have a name or can I just call you mine?" (Kait)

"Huh?" Kaitmera turns around suddenly, feet dangling from the stool and almost slipping from where she's sitting. She looks at the handsome stranger who so randomly chose to sit by her at the counter: she saw him, smiled up at him, and he started to talk to her as her mind wandered to thoughts about where her friend may be.

She should be with someone in that moment, and instead she's wondering if she heard it right: is this man asking for her name? In such a cheesy way too. Or perhaps it's sarcasm and he is just upset about her not paying him attention. Either way, Kaitmera isn't sure how to respond.

"Uhm, sorry. You can call me Kait..." She says, voice thin and unsure. She wonders if all elves from Baldur's Gate are that outgoing.

[rivenrose]

( Astarion came way too fast the first time he saw the tits 💀)

I don’t blame him. It’s like she was sculpted by some horny deity during their day off.

@pallidrogue

[duelblades]

Astarion approaching evidently drunk, " Boots for stabbing, and a knife for sneaking? That's some mad skills, darling."

his smile is a little too broad, his gate straying away from a straight line a little too often. the last time she'd seen him in such a state had been the night he'd had a run in with a bear ------ but the fact there's not a scrape or scratch on him ( and a very obvious goblet clutched in one of his hands ) rules out an encounter out beyond the edges of their camp.

boots for stabbing, a knife for sneaking. whatever was in that goblet must have been much better than the last few bottles they'd found.

"you know i have a huge weak spot for your compliments," she does her best to keep the laugh that wants to bubble up over all of this, but a few melodic bars of a giggle make their way out once he's close enough. she reaches out for his cup, assuming his current state of admiration will at least get her a free sip or two of whatever's got him so cheery. 

"is it just the wine that's got you in such a good mood?"

[alurlssrinbled]

@pallidrogue spoke: " Even if it doesn't seem like it, that's very romantic."

⚔︎ ▍ At a Touch Of Love... ▍ ♪

A hint of a chuckle escaped the drow's lips, though her eyes remained downcast. Was she looking at something in particular? Or was she just feeling bashful in her own sort of way? It was always tricky to tell with Faenethra, but the way her pointed ears gave a bit of a dip was proof of her true feelings.

She wasn't used to romance. She didn't know what to make of knowing someone saw something in her worth being attracted to. And Astarion couldn't be more different, what with all of his experience in this area. He had two centuries' worth of experience in making others swoon. Before him, Faenethra had never even been kissed. So no, she hadn't the slightest clue of what to make of romance or relationships. But she wasn't the type to fake something just to seem "typical". She'd rather do things based on what felt right to her.

Apparently, that was somehow working.

" Sure it does. Don't lie for my benefit, " Faenethra replied with that same rare chuckle as before. She may not know all of the ins and outs of romance, but she knew how to care for someone. And like she had just said a few moments ago, Faenethra would do everything in her power to take care of them both. If the sun burns his skin, they'll travel by moonlight. If Baldur's Gate held too many sour memories for him, they'll go anywhere else. Faenethra hadn't said it to sound romantic. It was just the truth. " I wasn't trying to be romantic... I mean it. Accommodations can be made. I want to be there for you. "

[undyingmedium]

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[harpershigh]

“   In my defense, I simply do not vibe with the law. ”

“Oh, well… depending on the law…” Because really, the law wasn’t exactly her favorite bedtime story either. Admitting that to Astarion, though? Not exactly a brilliant move. She straightened her shoulders, trying to take every bit the wise, seasoned druid role she was supposed to fulfill. “I mean… what really matters is keeping the balance.”

[awsheets]

" Being pretty, doesn't give a free pass to act bitchy, you know, " ( iymkiira )

The drow rolled her eyes, looking up at the pale elf. A silly thing to tell a drow, especially one who was, until her untimely death, basically a princess.

---------- Actually it does. Especially when I can do this-

With that she used her psionics to strongly suggest that he kneel before her. When or if he did she would place a little kiss on his cheek. Purposely leaving black lipstick on his pale skin.