Toylike/Boylike

With the ROTS 20th, are my fave writers still here? Anyone got any recs? The darker, the better. Vader x reader, too.

"You miss it, don't you?"

You stirred. "Miss what?"

His face hardens. "Them. Those ruffians you call friends."

You sit up, looking at Astarion. He won't look at you. He starts picking at the bed of his nails, his other hand falling to the small of your back.

"Your mean our friends?" you ask pointedly.

"Oh, darling, those were never my friends. I don't associate with vagabonds who roll in the dirt."

You open your mouth to challenge him, but he interrupts. His eyes return to yours.

"I saw how you looked when you were with Wyll. The answer is 'no.' I'm certain that our beloved Archduke is trying to rope you into another jostling adventure."

Your face falls.

"I love when I'm right."

"I never gave him an answer."

"You don't have to, my sweet. We're a team. I did."

"What?"

"He won't be back here."

"He was my friend, our friend, I-"