Somehow, Solo returned

“Oh, aren’t you just the sweetest little thing?” A pleased curl danced across Astarion’s lips before he pressed himself to Tavwirn’s back, a hand sneaking its way inside their loose robes to settle over the taut flesh of their stomach “I can hear your body’s cries for nourishment but you’re asking about me? I really don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you.” He purred the words into the smaller elf’s ear, drinking in the sound of their quickening heartbeat as he teased cool fingers across their torso. “Though I suppose it’s the least you could do, hm? Given you raided my coffers during that little celebration you insisted on having after our victory.”

Tavwirn let out a sheepish chuckle. Astarion wasn’t wrong, they all had raided him for wine during the impromptu celebration but Tavwirn didn’t remember Astarion protesting it. “I’ll bring you something back. What do you want?” They asked, trying to turn in Astarion’s hold though the vampire’s grip held firm.

“Why don’t we make it a game, hm? You’ll get such a delightful reward if you bring me something worth drinking…” His fingers slid across the waistband of Tavwirn’s loose fitting trousers as he spoke and his breath teased their sensitive ears. He grinned as Tav squirmed against him, nipping the pointed tip of their ear to hear their whimper before he continued to speak. “But, if you bring me back swill you’ll find punishment waiting for you.”

“Star…that’s not fair. You know I don’t know anything about wine.” Tav whined as they bit at their bottom lip, eyes locked where Astarion’s hand disappeared into their robes as though their gaze would move it where they wanted it most.

“That’s what makes it fun, darling.” Astarion laughed, retreating suddenly so he could spin Tavwirn and press a kiss to the wrinkle on the bridge of their nose. “I know you’ve paid special attention to me during our time together. You’re not exactly subtle, my love and you can’t expect me to believe the only thing you were doing while you were watching me over the campfire was pine. I’m sure you’ve got a useful nugget of information in there somewhere.”

Tavwirn felt their cheeks grow hot even though it seemed rather silly to be embarrassed about being caught watching Astarion over the campfire at this point in their relationship. “...Right. Okay, I’ll try and bring back something good then.” They nodded to themself, licking at their lips once more to try and bring some moisture back into their suddenly dry mouth.

“See that you do, pet. And make sure you eat enough to satisfy for quite a while as I don’t intend to let you go for even a moment once you return.” Though there was a teasing lilt to his voice Tavwirn could see the hunger reflected back in his crimson gaze. It made them want to fall to their knees right there and beg Astarion for anything he was willing to give so long as it meant pleasing him.

Instead they let out a soft whine through an exhale as they turned, reaching for their coin purse to hide inside their robes. “I won’t be long.” Tavwirn grit out as they struggled to gather up the willpower to leave Astarion’s side. Their whole being was suddenly so hungry for his attention now that they’d allowed themself a pause in their obsessive research into a cure for his sun aversion. “I’ll bring back something for later, so I won’t need to leave again. Not for anything.”

“I’m sure you will.” Astarion smirked, stepping back to their nest of blankets and pillows so he could recline among them. He seemed to be doing everything he could to test Tavwirn’s resolve, spread out as he was with the prominent tent in the front of his loose fitting lounge pants on full display. “Well? What are you waiting for, my love? You’re only delaying your reward.” His words urged Tavwirn to leave even as he shimmied his hips, working the loose cloth of Halsin’s trousers down slim hips to expose his weeping cock to the cool air.

The soft hiss Astarion released as he wrapped a hand around himself was Tavwirn’s breaking point, the monk kneeling in front of Astarion in the blink of an eye. “Please.” They whimpered, teeth biting hard into their bottom lip with vivid coral locked onto Astarion’s hand around his cock.

Astarion let out a chuckle at the sight of Tavwirn kneeling before him, the desperation in the elf’s eyes causing his cock to twitch in his hand. “Oh, I do love to see you like this, my love. The mighty hero of Baldur’s Gate on their knees begging for me. A lowly vampire spawn.” He dragged his tongue over his bottom lip, the movement causing Tavwirn’s eyes to flick up to meet his gaze. “But you’re not getting fucked until you do as I say, pet. It’s been too long since you’ve last been wrapped around my cock where you belong. I’m not going to have that time cut short because you haven’t eaten.” He used his free hand to make a shooing motion, dismissing his lover as he began a lazy roll of his hips. “Go on.”

Another whine was forced out of Tavwirn as they watched Astarion pleasure himself. He was beautiful, pale skin almost shimmering in the low firelight of the ballroom as he gave slow, measured thrusts into his own hand. It was another performance, an easy display at the art of seduction he had mastered over the centuries of luring prey. But there was an undeniable presence in his blown wide gaze that told Tavwirn this was something he was choosing to do, not Astarion slipping back into a role out of habit. “Let me taste you? As…as an apology.” Tavwirn attempted, crawling closer on their hands and knees until they were straddling one of Astarion’s thighs. “I’ve…been a bad p-pet. Only coming back to s-sleep and eat when I should have been…” They trailed off, eyes flicking down and away from Astarion in embarrassment at their own desperation to feel Astarion on their tongue.

Astarion’s hips stilled, causing a spike of panic in Tavwirn before they felt his hand on their chin. Tav allowed their head to be brought back up to meet Astarion’s gaze and they gasped at the hunger directed back at them. “You minx.” Astarion grit, the words seemingly punched out of him. He knew his little lover had a depraved sexual appetite but they often left it to Astarion to work it out of them. To hear the words falling from Tav’s lips voluntarily and without purposeful goading from him had caught Astarion off guard.

Emboldened by Astarion’s obvious arousal to their words Tavwirn let their jaw fall slack to pull Astarion’s thumb into their mouth, sucking at the cool digit with a pleading noise. The reaction from Astarion was near instantaneous, a growl sounding low his throat before the hand around his cock gripped tight at copper locks—forcing Tavwirn’s head down into his lap. “Hungry little thing aren’t you? Go on, why settle for my thumb when what you want is right here.” He snarled, thrusting his hips up to rub his cock along Tavwirn’s cheek. “Show me how much you’ve missed me, pet.”

"Astarion." Tav whispered his name, already missing the feeling of his body pressed against theirs. "Please. S-stop teasing me. You haven't even given me a kiss." Astarion was right, the idea of being able to share in both of their lovers at the same time had turned them to a bit of a live wire. Even the most innocuous of touches from either of the men sent a thrill through their core and so their voice wavered a bit, breath catching in their throat each time Halsin pressed his hips forward.

"A kiss?" Astarion gasped with mock shock. "The audacity! You think a cheeky little pup like you deserves a kiss? No, no, no." The vampire gave a dramatic waggle of his finger, smirking. "Kisses are for obedient pets. The only thing you've earned is a spanking." He leered with a twirl of his finger to suggest they spin.

It wasn't that the idea was unappealing to Tav, they had enjoyed Astarion doling out punishment to their nethers before, but Tavwirn was getting impatient. The two men seemed to be more than content to continue their light touches and teasing but Tavwirn was hungry. So they stood still in defiance, jaw clenched as they tried not to pout and instead appear resolute.

Astarion let out a guffaw at the resistance, head thrown back in what would have made for a beautiful sight had it not been so threatening. "Oh, delicious! Here I was thinking of going easy on you given how stressful the last few days have been for you. But no! You clearly want the full treatment, hm?"

Behind them, Halsin let out a thoughtful hum as he caught Astarions eye in a wordless exchange that the smallest of the trio couldn't see from their vantage point. An uptilt in Astarion’s chin was their only warning before they found themselves being spun by Halsin, forced to face him on flat feet with his large hand once again wrapped around their throat. "Apologies if I startled you, my heart." Halsin soothed at the surprised squeak Tav let escape while being manhandled into position. "The sooner you accept your punishment, the sooner we can begin to truly enjoy the embrace of one another."

Tavwirn gapped up at the druid, trying to turn to look over their shoulder at Astarion but Halsin’s grip did not allow it. "Y-you're siding with Astarion?" The blatant disbelief in their voice earning a chuckle from Astarion

"There are no sides here, my love. For balance to be maintained our actions must have consequences." Halsin was smirking, mischief dancing in his hazel eyes and Tav found themself speechless momentarily. They sputtered for words, squirming as they heard Astarion begin to move closer. "Y-you just want to watch me get spanked!" They accused once they could finally form words.

"...Perhaps." Halsin grinned after a pregnant pause, setting Tavwirn to sputtering once again. Halsin could be described as stoic by some but Tav had experienced the playful side of the druid on several occasions. This, though? "...Artstation is rubbing off on you." Tav huffed and jumped as cool hands suddenly began to run down their flank.

"Again, perhaps." Halsin laughed before leaning down to press a gentle kiss to the monk's forehead. "Do you dislike it?" He asked in that earnest and non-judgmental tone Tavwirn had only ever seen the druid be able to pull off.

"I–" They licked their lips, mouth suddenly so dry at being asked such a direct question about their desires. Having been raised in a monastery it was still difficult for them to vocalize such things, preferring action to words. "...I didn't say that."

Halsin smiled and nodded knowingly, kissing the elf's brow before pulling himself back to his full height. "I believe they are ready for you, Astarion."