On the way to the sun.
Fandom: Baldur's Gate.
Pairings: Astarion/F!TAV, Gale/F!TAV
Rating: 18+, mature ans explict content.
Summary:
In this fanfic, Gale marries Selene (TAV) and Astarion during the wedding party meets a mysterious woman (TAV) with whom he has a brief conversation, but this woman does not leave his thoughts and after months they meet again, connecting more deeply and together they heal wounds from the past in a slowburn and sensual story.
"The vampire clenched his teeth tightly, he wanted to kiss her, but not without her permission and only after her look of approval did he lean towards her, making the woman stand on tiptoe to reach his mouth and when their mouths touched, hot and cold meeting, Astarion felt as if his heart had started beating again and he wanted more, he wanted to explore her mouth with his tongue, slide his lips over hers and when Evrin gave permission passed by, he quickly slid his tongue over hers, moaning at the soft, warm touch, delighting in her taste, feeling her soft, fleshy lips sliding over his."
Notes:
Jus a fic for my TAV'S and their beloved ones! Enjoy!
warnings: mature content, unprotected sex, vagial sex, oral sex f and m reciving, angst, slowburn, bittersweet?, report of SA, passionate sex.
Read too in AO3!
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After the defeat of the Absolute, the city was rebuilt with the cooperation of all citizens, every brick, every building was rebuilt and life went on, and Astarion’s life could not be any different, being a vampire in Baldur's Gate was not a bad thing, after all, he would never lack of food, but living in the shadows was... Boring, exhausting, he needed something, he needed more and using the advantage of having been one of those who saved the city and the Sword Coast, the vampire got the position of magistrate again, along with a residence next to the palace of justice, so he wouldn't have to do any great tricks to be in the office during the day.
Knowing of his new acquired position, along with the wedding invitation from Gale and Selene, the great heroine who was essential for the victory against the Absolute, came the request for Astarion to marry them and he could not deny it, but arriving in Waterdeep was a challenging due to his condition, at least the ceremony was taking place at night in a beautiful temple by the sea with the full moon illuminating the waters and the altar where the two smiling lovebirds took their vows.
“And so,” Astarion proclaimed. “I pronounce you Mr and Mrs Dekarios.”
The guests were all in celebration, cheering and applauding the couple's kiss. Astarion clapped his hands as he watched the two, he watched Selene smiling amid Gale's kisses who smiled too, the wedding rings shining on their ring fingers.
It was funny to see that, after all, he had plans for Selene when he saw her for the first time, her wavy hair full and white as snow, her tanned and flushed skin, white eyebrows and eyelashes, dressed in Selune's armor... He planned to seduce her, use her to his advantage and then... Everything went downhill when she and Gale started a relationship and now they were married. But Astarion owed a lot to Selene, she always believed in him, she was the friend he never had and he would always be grateful to her.
***
The party would be right there in the temple, everyone was already drinking, eating and dancing to the sound of the band that played happy melodies, but Astarion was not in the crowd, he preferred to remain secluded in a corner watching the movement... Like for example Shadowheart with her companion, a tiefling with white hair, red horns and fair skin called Rhidian, the two seemed happy and the smile that the now paladin was because the tiefling said something at least seductive right in her ear.
In another corner, Jahira and Minsc were eating together, the elf trying to keep the big stump in line while he shouted about Boo, the hamster.
The presence of Dame Aylin and Isobel was also notable, Yenna, the girl that Selene took with her and Gale to Waterdeep, ran and played with Scratch and the orange cat, Halsin played with the girl and the animals... Ah yes, all If the group were there it would be more fun.
Sometimes he caught himself thinking if Karlach and Wyll were okay, not that was possible in Avernus and he also thought about La'zel, was the battle against Vlakith being victorious?... Well, he hoped so, that his... Friends, yes, friends, were alive.
Such a thought about his companions makes him feel a certain amount of grief, perhaps due to the uncertainty as to whether they were alive and Astarion had the sudden urge to get some fresh air and went to a side door to leave the temple.
The sea was just ahead, the waves were crashing against the construction of the temple pier and the moon was incredibly beautiful, as if Sêlune had blessed the marriage of those two in person.
“It sucks, right? “ the female voice coming from the right said, drawing his attention. “Celebrate the happiness of others...
A woman was sitting on the edge of the pier, feet in the water, next to her a half-empty bottle of wine.
Astarion arched his eyebrow, analyzing the woman.
Her black hair like raven's wings was tied up in an elegant bun with only thin strands of bangs loose, framing her beautiful face with delicate and sensual features at the same time, her ears were pointed, but not too much, her lips were reddish and full, her skin was naturally tanned and flushed, her eyes were a beautiful violet color. The shiny, low-cut gray dress perfectly molded her beautiful body like a second skin, the skirt was hiked up leaving her thighs exposed.
“Excuse me?” he said and she gave a low laugh, certainly drunk.
“You must be Astarion, right? One of those who saved Baldur's Gate” she said, taking the wine and bringing it to her mouth.
“Indeed, it is me” he replied, approaching. “And you are?...”
She swallowed the wine and smiled amiably.
“Evrin, cousin of the bride” she raised the bottle of wine in greeting.
“You weren't at the ceremony, were you? “ the vampire asks and she nods.
“In the back of the room” the woman replied.
“I understand...” he said analyzing her again, there was no one else around. “Can I keep you company?”
“Of course, before I drain this bottle and jump out too drunk to swim in the sea” she said, running her hand over the boards of the pier clearing the place for him to sit.
Astarion gave a low laugh and removed his thin shoes, rolled up his trouser legs and then sat down next to the unknown woman dipping his feet in the sea water.
“Lene talked about you,” she said. “Explained your... Condition”
“I imagine you must be scared” he said and she laughed, shaking her head.
“No, not even a bit!” She was going to put the mouth of the bottle back in her mouth, but Astarion took the object, making her indignant.
“You don't want to drink it all alone, remember, dear?” he said and she let out a low laugh.
He drank the wine which was simply wonderful, of course, Gale wouldn't put bad things into his marriage with the woman he loved.
“So, you're Selene's cousin...” he said and she nodded. “What did you think of Gale?”
“Sincerely? He's a little too talkative,” she said. “Do you like him?”
“I like Selene, I can put up with Gale” he said, taking another sip of the wine and looked at her, seeing that the woman was looking at the moon. “Your are also devoted to Sêlune, I imagine...”
“No, I'm not,” said Evrin. “I don't follow any god... Let's say I'm the wanderer of the family.”
“Oh, really?” he asks and the woman nods, taking the wine from his hands and bringing it to her mouth.
“Let's say that while they followed the paths of the moon goddess I followed my own, I'm a sorceress” she says. “From the storm” she took a fat sip of her drink.
“Oh, that's interesting,” Astarion said.
“Yes, a little” she said, handing him the bottle again. “But it made me move away from her a little... From Selene... We were very close as children, you know? But... You know when you see that you're always in someone else's shadow?”
She looks directly at Astarion, their eyes meeting.
“I was always in Selene's shadow, I was never graceful and perfect like her... And life is so clear that today she married a good match and had a perfect marriage...” her gaze lowered, staying lost.
The vampire placed his hand over hers gently and she looked at him again.
“I'm sorry, darling,” he said.
Evrin slightly parted her lips as she took him in and Astarion wasn't going to lie that her mouth was very, very inviting. And honestly, why not spend a night with a beautiful woman like that? Just sex, after all.
The sorceress pulled her hand away and swallowed hard, he could see that she clenched her teeth hard.
“I... I have to go “she said getting up and Astarion was confused “It was a pleasure, Astarion.”
He nodded and the woman walked away heading towards the same door he had passed through, the vampire looked at the bottle in his hands and a sparkle in the corner of his eyes caught his attention, they were thin heel sandals, beautiful and delicate with black stones, they must have belonged to the sorceress who ran away from him.
Astarion took the pair of sandals and placed them next to him, he would put them away and give them to Selene as soon as possible so that she could give them to her cousin... Which Astarion for some reason couldn't get out of his mind.
***
It wasn't difficult to keep busy being a magistrate, every day Astarion had piles and piles of papers and processes to resolve, sanction laws, undo, various other demands that took him all day and he loved that chaos.
“Excuse me, Lord Magistrate” said his secretary, Berta, an elderly gnome who did her job well despite her age.
“Not now, Berta” replied the vampire while sitting at the large oak table carved by skillful hands and full of paperwork.
To pretend to be more mortal, Astarion wore round-framed reading glasses, in addition, he had one red eye and one blue-green... Volo's magic eye after the bastard ripped his out trying to free him from the worm.
“She said it's urgent, Sir” Berta said with fear.
“I already said I'm busy” Astarion replied again without taking his eyes off the document he was studying.
“I can see so” the woman's voice entering the room and catching Astarion's attention, who raised his eyebrows when he saw her.
“Miss, I said to wait at the reception!” Berta said indignantly.
Evrin looked at her with mockery and a smile on his face.
“It's okay, Berta” said Astarion, putting down the document and getting up from the chair, making the two women look at him. “I welcome you, Miss.”
The woman with long black hair tied into a braid that fell over her back gave a victorious smile and as she looked at Berta, who rolled her eyes and left the room closing the door.
“That secretary of yours is cute” said Evrin, walking towards him.
The woman wore a dress that was the wave queen's robe in black, black leather boots that reached mid-thigh, on her back a staff whose fluid magic of electricity flowed around it.
“And to what do I owe your visit? “ asked Astarion, turning around the table and stopping in front of the woman who give a small smile.
“It's cute that you wear glasses,” she said.
“Oh, is it?”
“Yes, after all, due to you condition and being an elf, you have a perfect vision... Or almost, since that eye isn't real” Evrin tilted her head to the analysand's and it was impossible not to look at her neck, It's impossible not to imagine the veins and blood beneath the skin.
“Well, darling, when you have my condition” he said, removing his glasses and placing them on the table. “There has to be an mortal image.”
“I imagined” she said, crossing her arms and Astarion's gaze went to the deep neckline of the robe... Gods, her body was perfect in that robe. “Eyes up, please.”
The vampire's gaze went to her face, Evrin had a sweet smile on her lips.
“I came to thank you for keeping my heels” she said. “That was very kind of you.”
“Ah, yes, the heels” he said, placing his hands behind his body. “You are welcome. Just that?”
“Not exactly...” she said and noticed that her cheeks had blush, turning into a beautiful color. “I was passing by Baldur's Gate and I thought I might see a familiar face... And also, I wasn't exactly polite when I left you alone on the pier...”
“That wasn't a problem, actually” he said, making her shrug her shoulders a little in embarrassment. “Well, you’re welcome.”
Evrin nods and looks around at Astarion's lush office, the bright colors, the shelves full of books, the red curtains closed, only one slightly open allowing sunlight to enter to illuminate the place.
“Then I'll go now,” she said. “It was good seeing you...”
“Will stay long?” the question came out of Astarion's mouth without him even thinking straight and Evrin raised her eyebrows.
“A few days,” she said and smiled. “If you want to talk without having so many tasks to do, I'm staying at the Elvensong...”
Astarion smirks.
“I hope you don't have any commitments today, then” he said and Evrin opened a wide smile, her cheeks flushed.
With a nod of her head she turned her back on Astarion and headed for the door, the vampire's eyes focused on the low neckline of the back of her robe, the depression of her spine and her hips that moved beautifully with each step of hers and just returned to himself when the woman walked out the door, disappearing from his sight.
Astarion had to admit that he had more male lovers than female, but that woman, she had something that attracted him so much.
***
He honestly didn't know what he was doing, had been standing in front of the busy tavern for minutes thinking about whether he should go in, whether he should see Evrin... It had been a while since he had flirted or had sex, in fact after freeing himself from Cazador he hadn't been able to think about doing that without discovering himself again, but when he saw Evrin... He didn't think twice that he could have sex with her all night and in a way the thought scared him.
No, he wouldn't be a coward, he wouldn't be afraid, not now.
He entered the tavern which was full, guests and customers everywhere, the music was good, the smell of the food coming from the kitchen was delicious, if he ate food he would be hungry. The vampire's attentive eyes went to a more secluded table, in the corner, where a woman with long, flowing black hair sat alone drinking wine.
Astarion came towards her and stopped beside the table.
“Can I have a seat? “he asks, making her look at him and open a beautiful smile. Gods, she was beautiful.
“Make yourself comfortable” she said and Astarion pulled out the chair and sat at the table facing the woman who was wearing a red dress without many details, long sleeves and a discreet neckline.
“So, Evrin,” her name fell like velvet from his lips. “What brought you to Baldur's Gate? Besides my beauty, of course.”
She laughed, a laugh that reverberated through Astarion's bones.
“Buying a book that I can only find here, I already found it, however, I need to do some work to get enough money to buy it” she said, pouring wine into an empty glass for him. “Maybe in a week I can do it.”
“And what would this book be about? “asked Astarion, taking the wine to his mouth, it wasn't the best, but it was tolerable.
“Magic, clearly,” she said. “I'm still improving and Gale said this book would help, so here I am.”
“Gale, hm? I haven't heard from him or Selene since the wedding.”
“Oh, they're great, from what I hear... They're expecting” she sipped her wine.
“Expecting?” Astarion questioned and Evrin sighed.
“Selene is pregnant,” she said. “Apparently she was already at the wedding day.”
Astarion raised his eyebrows, it was indeed stunning news.
“I hope the kid take after your cousin's beauty” said the vampire, making Evrin laugh.
“Me too” she looked at him from beneath her long, dark eyelashes, a questioning look. “You feed on people, right?”
vampire felt uncomfortable with the question, after all, it hadn't been subtle at all, he looked around, there were a lot of people there to talking about that.
"Remember what I said about looking mortal? It would be great if we kept it between us, I don't want to be banned from yet another place."
The woman smiled, somewhat shyly, her fingers resting on the wine glass and leaned closer, speaking softly:
"What if we go somewhere emptier so you can tell me?"
“Of course” Astarion said, bringing the glass to his mouth and drinking the rest of the red liquid.
She chose to go to the Bloomride park, honestly after he saw it in daylight it didn't have anything attractive now, but the woman seemed to like it a lot, especially the fireflies and moths that flew around there. Evrin just stopped walking when they reached the fountain, looking at it, admiring it and Astarion stopped next to her, hands behind his back.
“It's beautiful here” she said and Astarion looked at her from the corner of his eyes, the fireflies seemed to fly around her, as if she were their favorite from one moment to the next.
“I'd say it is prettier now” he said and she looked at him and gave him a beautiful smile.
“So, are you going to answer my question now?” she asked, tilting her head to the side, making her black hair fall like a cascade over her right shoulder.
Astarion let out a short nasal laugh and looked at the fountain.
“Yes, I feed on humanoid beings” he said. “I spent many years eating... junk food. But now it's different.”
“Anyone?” she asked curiously and he looked at her, her eyes shining in the light of the fireflies.
“The ones I choose, clearly” he says. “Why the interest?”
“I saw a mark on Selene's neck, you know,” she said. “Did you feed from her?”
The vampire laughed.
“Several times, but only because if I'm well fed do I get stronger,” he said. “Every resource had to be used well, you know?”
“Of course, yes” she replied and took her hands to her arms, hugging herself, running her fingers over the sleeves of her dress. “Do you usually kill your victims or do you let them all live like you did with Selene?”
“Why so many questions, dear?” he asks, a spark of excitement rising within him, as if burning in the pit of his stomach.
“Just curious” she said in a tone of innocence. “How you pretend to be normal?”
“People are more innocent than you imagine, my dear” he replied, turning to her. “But of course questions have already arisen.”
“I imagine” she says and turns to him, both now staring at each other in silence, eyes talking to each other.
“That night you ran away, was it because you were afraid of me?” asked Astarion.
“No and yes,” she said. “Not because of your condition, but for another reason...”
“What reason?”
Her eyebrows furrowed upward slightly, a face of pain and bitterness.
“You looked at me as if you were going to kiss me” Evrin said softly.
“And that's why you ran away?” he questioned, getting closer, until only centimeters existed between his body and the sorceress's.
“I went through something... Terrible, something that neither Selene nor anyone else knows about” the lilac eyes filled with tears. “Something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy...”
Astarion completely understood what she was saying, felt it on his own skin to be exact, completely understood the fear in her gaze, the recoil when she noticed his intentions.
“I'm sorry... That’s not going to happen again” he said, taking his hand to her face slowly, carefully as if his touch would hurt her. Evrin shivered slightly at the cold touch of his hand, but then closed her eyes, letting the tears fall down her flushed face and caressing her face against his palm.
“Thank you...” she said, taking her hand over his and their eyes met again. “ But I want to try this…”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes..”
The vampire clenched his teeth tightly, he wanted to kiss her, but not without her permission and only after her look of approval did he lean towards her, making the woman stand on tiptoe to reach his mouth and when their mouths touched, hot and cold meeting, Astarion felt as if his heart had started beating again and he wanted more, he wanted to explore her mouth with his tongue, slide his lips over hers and when Evrin gave permission passed by, he quickly slid his tongue over hers, moaning at the soft, warm touch, delighting in her taste, feeling her soft, fleshy lips sliding over his.
Astarion pulled her closer to him abruptly, which made her moan into the kiss, her hands went to his neck and her fingers delved into his white curls. The vampire's hands slid down the hollow of her back, getting lost in her black hair. The elf then slid his mouth down her chin and then to her neck, Evrin turned her face to the side, giving him greater freedom and he removed her hair that covered her neck, carefully the vampire pressed only the tip os his fangs in the woman’s neck stuck in the soft skin, causing drops of blood to emerge through the skin and a slight moan of pain came from the Evrin's throat.
Astarion's tongue then slid over the blood and Evrin grabbed the fabric of the noble clothing he was wearing, she lowered her face to meet his and they kissed again, this time he put his arms around her waist, hugging her and she put hers around his neck, deepening the kiss, if it were possible they would enter the other's body and they both didn't want to stop, but the woman moved away looking for breath and placed her forehead against his.
“I need to go...” she said breathlessly.
“Spend the night with me” Astarion asked and the sorceress walked away from him, looked him in the eyes and shook her head.
“Sorry” she said, removing his arms from around her and then turning her back on him, disappearing into the darkness of the park, leaving him alone.
Astarion looked at the fountain and took a deep breath, once again she had left him.
***
It had been three days since he saw Evrin, he decided that he would not look for her after she left him alone again, this event made him even more focused on work.
“I'm going home, Mr. Ancunín “ Berta said to him at the door.
“See you tomorrow, Berta” he said without looking up from the papers and the gnome left, closing the office door.
The good thing about being a vampire was that Astarion could spend hours and hours working without getting tired, but something caught his attention, not just anything, but the smell of blood, a lot of blood and he looked towards the door where teleportation magic was working. Evrin's voice then recited the spell and she fell to the ground.
Astarion was left unresponsive, the sorceress's staff fell beside her and she was covered in blood, panting, tired. She lifted her face to look at him and swallowed hard.
“What happened?” asked the magistrate, removing his glasses from his face and placing them on the table and then getting up from his chair.
“Work got out of control” she said, coughing.
The vampire took a deep breath in that smell of pungent and iron blood as he approached her, he crouched down, placing his hands on the woman's slender arms, helping her to sit down.
“Are you injured?” he asked.
“Not much” she replied, trying to fix her hair, tucking it behind her ear. “The others were worse.”
Astarion laughed.
“I imagine” he said bringing his hand to her face, wiping the blood from the woman's cheek. “What are you doing here?
“Is it wrong for me to think of you as the first person to ask for help?” she asks.
Astarion raised his eyebrows and shrugged, then helped her stand up, took her staff and wrapped an arm around her waist, supporting her against his body.
“Don't get used to it” he said and a small smile appeared on the corner of Evrin's lips.
Astarion took them to his house which was down a hall from the office, the place was large, spacious, it would be an ideal place for a large family, the entrance hall had the living room and dining room visible, there were a total of four bedrooms, large and luxurious bathrooms, kitchen and servants' wing, everything a magistrate needed and meters away from the workplace, but Astarion's favorite place in that house was the library and the well-kept garden with views of the city.
“You can bathe in my private bathroom and then take care of your wounds” he said taking her to the room and Evrin nodded while looking around with a certain charm.
Astarion left her to fend for herself and went in search of some of his clothes, a tunic at least, for her to wear after her bath. He found a simple, comfortable one that he usually wore on his days off while reading good books by the firelight. After long and lingering minutes, Evrin came out of the bathroom wrapped in a fluffy white towel, her wet black hair combed back, leaving her delicate and sensual face in evidence. The vampire had to look away from her or he would devour her with his gaze.
“There are bandages and potions for you to take care of your wounds, you can wear this tunic and if you need me I'll be in the living room” he said finally, leaving as quickly as he could and with a big problem in his pants.
The pale elf sat in an armchair in front of the fireplace, legs crossed, elbow resting on the arm of the furniture and his chin resting on his hand. Flames danced in the man's two-colored eyes, but those flames did not compare to the desire that burned within him for the sorceress who was in his room.
“Astarion...” she called and he looked at her.
The woman was now wearing his white tunic, her partially damp wavy hair falling over her shoulders and back, her beautiful legs exposed, there were some grazes on her knees and shins.
“Are you hungry? I can go get food...”
“No,” she said. “No need” she approached him and, to the vampire's surprise, got on her knees in front of him and sat down. “I just want to thank you for being good to me...”
“It's the least I can do for a friend's cousin” he said, making her lower her head and swallow hard.
“Of course” Evrin replied. “For Selene, of course...” she stood up, clearly hurt and walked until her back was to him. “Always her... And I thought it would be different with you” her voice cracked, she was overwhelmed, tearful.
“Excuse me?”
“ I thought you liked me!” she said turning to him. “Without her influence... How innocent I was...” she gave a disbelieving laugh.
“I don't understand” said Astarion, standing up. “You think I don't like you? By the gods, woman, I haven't stopped thinking about you since the first moment I laid my eyes on you!”
Her eyes widened with surprise.
“And you drive me crazy, one minute you look at me with desire, the next you kiss me and then you run away!” he continued. “For me, I would have made you mine on that pier at the wedding day!” the elf gasped and swallowed. “I don't care that you're Selene's cousin, I want you, like I've never wanted anyone before.”
Evrin didn't say anything, no, she just ran towards him, jumping on the vampire, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him with a passion that burned inside Astarion. The sorceress took her trembling hands to his chest, looking for the buttons on the elf's clothes and he helped her by quickly unbuttoning his own clothes and taking them off desperately, separating his mouth from the woman's for just a few seconds, then he brought his hands to her face, returning kissing her.
Evrin's hands went to his shoulders, broad and defined, going down to his chest, exploring every millimeter of skin there and then going down further to his abdomen and Astarion stopped the kiss when he felt the warm touch, full of life, delicious. He looked her in the eyes while he took his hands to the hem of the tunic the woman was wearing and slowly lifted the piece until it passed over the woman's head, leaving her completely naked.
Astarion looked at the woman who blushed, her body was perfect, perfectly symmetrical breasts, thin waist, wide hips, rounded butt, toned thighs... He could spend days between them.
“You're perfect” he says, taking his hands to her hair, throwing it completely behind her back, leaving his entire view free.
“Can I be honest?” she said, making his gaze look at her somewhat distressed face. “It's the first time I'm going to do this because I want to and after years...”
“Don't worry about it, my dear” he said, placing his hands on her face. “Let's take it easy and I promise this will be the best night of your life.”
“Promise, huh?” she said with a mischievous smile on her lips.
Astarion kissed her again calmly, enjoying her tongue and then removed his shoes and finally the pants he was wearing, Evrin looked him up and down, a small shy smile on her lips and the vampire took her hands placing them on his chest. Slowly he slid her hands with the help of his, touching him, slowly getting to know him and the sensation for Astarion was unique, as if it were the first time he was being touched, desired, discovered.
Evrin then approached him and gave him a kiss on the neck, then several more long and lingering kisses all over his neck, and when she reached the scars of Cazador's teeth, she placed her fingertips there and gave a kiss that hurt Astarion's soul, making even the vampire's eyes water, he holds her face between his hands and kisses her again, his lips sliding over hers with passion and so wet that they made noise amidst the moaning kisses of both.
The elf put his hands on her legs, pulling her onto his lap and then laid her on the rug in front of the fireplace, the fire illuminating and warming them. Astarion rests his weight on his hands next to her head and stares at her for a few seconds, then gives her a quick kiss on the lips and down her chin, until he reaches her neck where she offers it to him again and Astarion wastes no time digging his fangs on the soft, fragrant skin of the woman who groaned in pain and brought her hands to his back, sinking her nails into his scars.
Her blood was sweet, tasty, delicate like a cold liquor on a hot summer day and he could get drunk from her, but he knew he had a limit and he quickly removed his mouth from her neck, he was so entranced by the taste of Evrin's blood that he was shaking, so much so that he rested his forehead in the middle of her chest and when the woman took her hands to his hair, stroking her thin delicate fingers there, he closed his eyes enjoying the touch, then gave her a kiss between her breasts and outside the going down, slowly, sometimes sliding his fangs over the skin, sometimes licking and when he reached the completely hairless intimacy he looked at her from under his eyelashes seeing that she was trembling as she looked at him with fear and expectation.
Astarion placed a wet kiss on the inside of the woman's right thigh and then on the left, his tongue then traced the woman's soaked sex, making her arch her body with just that touch and it was enough for her to open her legs wider. The vampire plunged his mouth into her, taking her swollen clitoris between his cold lips and she moaned, moving her body as he sucked her.
She felt deliciously, his tongue and lips working in perfect conjunction at the point of pleasure and then two fingers penetrated her with ease, making her tremble and moan his name like a poem from the gods.
Evrin arched her body forward, resting her feet on Astarion's back, who held one of her thighs firmly as he watched her writhe with pleasure, her breathing heavy, ragged, her skin crawling, her breasts heaving and the moans coming out of her fleshy and reddish lips swollen from kisses were husky and sensual.
He pulled his mouth away from her, leaving a trail of saliva and her own moisture connecting his mouth to her sex. The woman, panting and with eyes drunk with pleasure, looked at him and stretched out her arms calling him to her and Astarion promptly obeyed, kissing her in a burning, thirsty way, his tongue invading her entire mouth, exploring every millimeter just as hers explored his.
In a quick movement the woman quickly changed their positions getting on top of him, Astarion had to admit that he liked that, especially when she threw all her black hair to her right shoulder, leaving the side of her neck where he had bitten in evidence, the blood running down her collarbone, across her chest, between her breasts... He couldn't resist sitting down and licking that drop from her abdomen to the open wounds from the bite and then kissed her again, then lay down letting her take the lead in the moment.
Her hot kisses seemed to burn his skin with each touch, when she bit one of his nipples his cock throbbed, pulsed, dying to be inside her and with each kiss closer to Astarion's pelvis he moaned more and more, low moans and hoarse.
Carefully, Evrin placed her hands on the vampire's stiff penis and licked it from base to head. Astarion spread his legs and supported the weight of his body on one of his arms while the other went to the back of her head holding her hair between his fingers and the woman placed his cock in her hot, wet mouth, making him lift his face and smile wide at the delicious sensation and the pleasure that the pressure of her mouth was causing him as she slowly sucked him, from the base to the head.
“Ah, my love” Astarion said between panting breaths. “This is incredible...”
She moaned with him almost all in her mouth and as she sucked him, the sound vibrated against his dick and Astarion was one step away from reaching the peak of pleasure when he pulled her by the hair making her stop. Her mouth was completely wet with his fluids and Astarion kissed her, mixing her taste that was still in his mouth with his in her mouth.
The vampire quickly pulled the sorceress onto his lap and placed her back against the carpet and the kiss only stopped because Astarion was ready to penetrate her and with a nod from her he was given permission to continue and slowly entering the woman, she opened her mouth, making an expression of pleasure on her face and looked down, seeing him completely inside her. Evrin smiled and kissed him again, her hands sliding down Astarion's back and going to his ass where she squeezed the flesh as he began to move slowly.
Astarion got on his knees and joined her hands, holding them together as he increased the speed and strength of his thrusts, making her moan louder and smile between those moans as the sound of his sweaty skin slapped against hers, while the obscene and wet sounds of sex were loud and delicious. Her breasts swayed with his movements, her legs opened wider to receive him completely. He then grabbed her legs, placing them on his shoulders and leaned over the woman.
“My gods” she said moaning as she held his face between her hands and kissed him while Astarion continued to thrust into her without stopping.
The kiss stopped and Evrin turned her face to the side letting Astarion lick her feeling the salty taste of her sweat, nibble her ear and neck, she didn't know how to describe all the sensations her body felt, the pleasure that intoxicated her, his moans that bewitched her and the way he fucked her... By the gods, that man couldn't be real.
The orgasm was approaching, her internal walls contracted tightly around Astarion's penis, she felt him go deep, deep down and reaching that perfect point of pleasure that made her explode, her moans more like screams and in her vision was just shooting stars, the body trembled and seemed anesthetized, a delicious sensation of despair and delight.
“Gods...” Astarion blasphemed against her ear as he reached his peak shortly after her and poured himself completely inside her, every drop without being wasted.
Evrin sought his mouth then and kissed him in a flustered, desperate and reciprocated way in the same way. He removed the woman's legs from his shoulders, making them fall limply to the floor and then, after stopping shaking, the vampire withdrew from her making some of his sperm ooze out of her.
Astarion lay down next to the woman who looked at him, he looked like a mirage of the gods at that moment, his skin as pale as ivory illuminated by sweat and the light from the fireplace, his hair messy and falling over his forehead. He took his hand to her chest, going down between her breasts and going to her belly and then retracing the route.
“Thank you” he said, leaving her surprised.
Evrin gave a small smile and brought the back of his fingers to his face, caressing it there.
“You're perfect...” she said, making him raise his eyebrows and give a small, warm smile.
Astarion leaned towards her and gave her a kiss on the lips, sweet, delicate, full of care, a care that they both needed.
***
He knew it was risky to let the sunlight into his room, but he needed to see it, he needed to see her at least once in the sunlight and so when the star appeared illuminating Baldur's Gate, the light of it entered through the window whose the curtains were open and Astarion was hiding in a corner of the room where the light couldn't reach him, but it was a perfect place to see Evrin lying on his bed, the woman was naked, face down and in a deep sleep.
Her black hair shone silky in the sunlight, her slightly tanned flushed skin was even more beautiful in that light. The sorceress slowly woke up, stretched and sat up in bed scared when she noticed the sunlight, she looked to the side where Astarion should be and then looked around looking for him and when she found him she gave a relieved sigh and started to laugh, and he never stopped smiling when he saw that image, which he would keep in his memory forever.
