#astarian

"What?!" Astarion's voice shrieked, echoing off the castle walls. You stood in front of him, hands balled up into fists and you glared up at him. "You heard me! We're through!" You yelled back before spinning around to grab a bag packed with essentials. "After everything we've been through? After everything I've given you?!" He shouted back, tone giving away just how hurt he was despite his rage. "You've changed! You're not the man I fell in love with!" You screamed back, twirling around to be practically nose to nose with him. You stared up at him defiantly. "After you ascended, you changed. I see so much of Cazador in you now and it scares me. So yes. I'm leaving. The man I loved died in that room with Cazador. You haven't given me shit". You spat, tears beginning to streak down your face. You hated this. Astarion straighten to his full height as he himself struggled to keep his tears in. He wanted to break down, fall to his knees and hold you tight, promising to change. Please. I'm sorry, you're right. Give me a chance to change. Please I'm still so new to this, don't leave me now. Was all he wanted to say, but his pride wouldn't allow him to. He turned his back to you to hide his face as tears slowly began to stream down his face. "Very well," he growled out at last. "But this is very much your loss". And with that, you were gone.

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Life was well for awhile. You struggled for a bit, working multiple jobs to stay afloat. One day you met a man, he was handsome with kind eyes. You two instantly got along and he'd go out of his way to see you at one of your jobs or another. He'd make you laugh, surprise you with flowers, and bring you jewelry. He was gentle and looked at you with such adoration. He reminded you of your Astarion before he ascended. In this man, you found normalcy once again. It wasn't long til you two started seeing each other outside of work. Years passed and eventually the two of you married, having a small wedding with close family, and for you old companions. Minus Astarion, of course.

"(Y/N) can I speak to you?" Gale asked as he pulled you away at your wedding. "What's up?" You asked, beaming with joy but your smile fell as you saw Gale's solemn expression. "I don't know how else to say this but I have a bad feeling about your husband. I know your happy but I just have this... nagging feeling." He said, eyes downcast. You furrowed your brows in worry. You grabbed his hands in your own and smiled softly. "Gale he's a good man". You murmured and Gale squeezed your hands. "I hope your right. Hopefully I'm just being paranoid. You know you're like family to me". He gently said back.

But as you ran through the cold and dark night, rain pelting down on you, you couldn't help but think back. You couldn't believe it. Gale was right. You and your husband had about two years of a beautiful and loving marriage, but it all fell apart one night. He came home drunk and demanded dinner, you joked and asked him to say please, but was met with a fist to your face. Ever since that night, your husband abused you nightly but was loving and doting during the day. Tonight he came home and wanted you to put out. He'd never pushed for such before, which you were grateful for, but it seemed as if he had decided to take his abuse further. Absolutely not. You grabbed your cloak and ran into the cold dark, causing your husband to run after you in a rage. You were soaked to the bone as you ran, twisting and turning down random roads. Wait. You thought all of a sudden. I know this road... I'm on the path to Astarion's castle... It had been seven years since you had seen your old lover. Memories of him rushed back, causing your chest to become tight with heartache. There was a huge possibility that he would turn you away and you'd be dragged back to your hell. But it was a risk you were willing to take.

You sprinted forward, running down the familiar path to his place. It wasn't long before you saw the magnificent building you once called home. Looking around, you heard your husband in the distance. Panicking you ran up the stairs, banging on the doors with both fists, chest heaving with fear.

Inside, Astarion was in his study reading a book. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard the sudden banging. Grumbling he stood up and walked over to the front door. Who would even be out in this kind of weather? Imagine his surprise when he opened the door and was hit with his scent. "(Y/N)?" He questioned, too shocked to really be able to process what was going on. "A-Astarion. P-Please you need to help me." You stuttered, shivering as the wind caused the cold to sink into your flesh. "Oh really? And why should I, hm? After all these years, why should I he-" he was cut off by another voice in the distance.

"I swear to god (Y/N)! When I catch you, you fucking ungrateful bitch, I'm going to beat your whore face until your unrecognizable! You stupid cunt!" The rage in your husband's voice caused you to start trembling in fear, sobbing at the closeness of his voice. He was so close... Astarion looked down at your trembling figure and sighed, grabbing your arm as he pulled you in. A yelp left your mouth as you were drug into the warm and cozy building. You stood there, trembling still, as your body readjusted to the new temperature. "You're lucky I still have a soft spot for you, (Y/N). Even after you shattered my poor little heart. I could have left you out there but-" you didn't hear him as you began to dissociate, the realization of what you had just done began to sink in. You ran away. From your husband. And of all people you ran to, you ran to your ex. A blood thirsty vampire with a hunger for power. "So (Y/N)," Astarion saying your name snapped you out of your thoughts, bringing you back to reality, "What do you want?" You would need to show him... He'd need to see...

Shaking, you sighed and undid the string of your cloak. You took a deep breath as you prepared yourself for what you were about to do. Slipping the cloak off and letting it fall to the floor, you looked up at the man you once called your world. Astarion wasn't sure what he was expecting, but as you saw a look of utter horror form on his face, you could tell it wasn't this. Bruises littered your body, fresh and old. One on your collarbone, several on your arms, and hand shaped ones around your wrists. "There's... there's more... elsewhere". You squeaked out, dropping your gaze. Suddenly he rushed forward, gently placing a hand on the small of your back to rush you to the bathroom. He sat you down and began to draw a warm bath for you. He took his time making sure the bath was the right temperature and placing items in the bathroom for you to use. Ointment, lotion, and a silk bathrobe. To be more precise, your old silk bathrobe. The one that had been his favorite to see on you. The corner of your mouth twitched, how cute. "Take a bath. Clean up. Stay in there as long as you need. When you get out, we can pick back up talking. Is that ok, darling?" He asked softly. You looked up at him and his heart almost broke.

You were utterly soaked, hair wet and messy, cheeks still tear stained, eyes empty, body still trembling slightly. He had never seen you look so broken. So... fragile. Fluttering your eyelids softly, you nodded. "Ok", you said softly, voice cracking. His gaze softened. Fuck. What exactly had you gone through in the past seven years? He bent down and went to touch your face but you flinched away in fear, face scrunching up and breathing picking back up as you expected to be hit. In that moment, you reminding him so much of his spawn days. It hurt him so much. Gently, he cradled your jaw, causing your breathing to slow back down. You sighed and leaned into his familiar gentle touch. "Ok darling?" He asked, as if asking for confirmation for his original question. He was making it known that you didn't have to if you weren't comfortable. He wouldn't be surprised. You opened your eyes again and looked at him, eyes not as empty as they were seconds ago. "Mhm. Yes. I'd love to, Astarion". You murmured. He smiled softly at hearing you say his name once more after so many lonely years.

Astarion waited patiently for you as you bathed. His ears twitched as he heard you step out and begin to dry off. When you stepped out, tying the robe tight around your waist, Astarion patted the bed, silently instructing you to sit in front of him. "Come. Let me do your hair". He said gently. You obediently did as you were told, climbing up onto the bed and turning so your back faced him. Crossing your legs you resting your hands in your lap, humming softly as he began to tend to your hair. "What happened?" He began softly and you sighed. "I thought he was a good man..." You started softly. Biting your lip you placed a hand on your chest, taking deep breaths to ground yourself. "When I left, I was alone for awhile. I worked many jobs. Well, one day he just... popped up. He was so nice back then... So wonderful and kind. We started to hang out after work and it wasn't long before I realized that I had fallen in love with him. Months later, he proposed. It was good for awhile. He was still gentle even after the marriage. But I guess he felt like he had trapped me within love because one night he just... stopped. He came home one night and beat me. Our marriage wasn't the same after that. It just got worse and worse. Tonight, I left. I ran. Before long, I realized I was close to your place so... I ran to you. I didn't know if you'd help me. But I was willing to take the risk..." You trailed off.

Astarion stopped his actions, thinking on his words before answering. "You ran to me? But... you said I wasn't the man you once loved... You said he had died". You bit your lip, staring off into the distance. "True... but even you wouldn't have sunken that low. He did all the things to me that you would never dare do". You said, voice cracking. Astarion hummed in response. "You know," you said with a soft, bitter laugh, "I used to tell him about the things Cazador did to you." You said. Astarion winced, old memories briefly flaring up. "Nothing too detailed. But I guess I gave him enough details to inspire him..." You said, voice shaking as you untied the sash of your robe. Your chest felt tight as you pushed it off your shoulders, revealing scarred writing on your back. Astarion almost cried out in horror as he saw the carvings on your back. His hands trembled as he brushed his fingertips against the words. "I'm so sorry..." He whispered, voice cracking. You shrugged your shoulders before pulling the robe back up. "Not that big of a deal. It's been there for the past four years". You said casually

The two of you sat in silence for a few moments as he continued to finish his task of doing your hair. "There. All done, my treasure." He said softly before he could stop himself. He stiffened as he noticed you raise your head, eyes slightly widened at his words. Turning your head, you stared up and into his eyes. His eyes were always so gorgeous... They were still the same shade of ruby red. They never failed to capture you and draw you in. "Astarion?" You said, voice soft and filled with adoration. He swore he felt his dead heart skip a beat. You began to lift a hand, reaching for his face, his eyes flickered to your hand before going back to gaze into your beautiful eyes. He held his breath as he saw the uncertainty and want swirling in your gaze. Please. Please touch me. He thought. He bit back a whine of desperation when you dropped your hand back down. No, no, no. Don't shut down on me. He thought as you went to turn your head away.

Before he could stop himself, he grabbed your face and kissed you. Despite your previous hesitation, you instantly responded to his desperate hunger. Tears began to streak down your cheeks as your emotions became too much to bear. "I'm so sorry, Astarion. I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm sorry for leaving." You said between kisses. "Shhhhh. Shhhh. It's ok, little love. Forget about the past," he breathed back. You slipped your hands to wrap around his neck, fingers tangling into his hair and pulling gently. A growl left Astarion as he suddenly grabbed you and maneuvered you to be sitting on his lap, legs straddling him. He clutched you close, nails digging into your flesh causing you to whine softly. "Astarion..." You moaned out his name and he pulled back. You attempted to chase him, leaning forward but he gripped your jaw and chuckled. "Look at you," he purred, "barely back for half a day and you're already moaning out my name again." You whine in embarrassment and bury your face in his chest, causing him to chuckle again.

Dropping his head, he drug his fangs against your neck, causing you to shudder and grip onto him. "Say your mine," he growled out. "Say you'll never leave me again." Your breath hitched you felt his nails dig into your bare thighs, heat rising in your core. "I'm yours Astarion. I'll never leave again. Nobody else has my heart," you cooed into his ear, causing it to twitch. Without warning, he picked you up and tossed you onto the bed. You squealed, back hitting the soft bed you shared with him years before. You immediately propped yourself up, looking wide eyed at Astarion. "Good girl." He said, tone possessive. Your breath picked up as he crawled over to you. This man was a predator, and he planned to eat you whole.

Hands skimming up your body, he scratched all your pleasure spots. He noticed how you squirmed and sighed against his touch, how your body practically sang for him. "Seems like even after all these years," he untied the robe and gently spread it open, hand skimming over your abdomen and breasts, "I still know your body like the back of my hand, darling". You hummed and rubbed your thighs together, an action he immediately noticed. Not like he needed to, he could smell your arousal. It doused his senses like sweet honey. Unable to help himself, he dove between your legs, tongue immediately on your hot core. You yelped at the sudden contact but made no move to pull away. In fact you gripped the blankets and carefully slid your legs over his shoulders, giving him permission to wrap his arms around them and grip them. You moaned and arched as he hit all the good spots like he used to do. You swore, it was as if the two of you hadn't even spent a night apart. The map to your body seemingly still freshly carved into his mind, it both scared and excited you. It wasn't long before Astarion grew bored of eating you out and instead decided to move to different territory. Kissing up your body, you shuddered whenever his fangs would accidentally brushed up against your skin. You pulled him up and kissed him before tugging at his clothes. You wanted skin to skin contact. He laughed softly at your desperation but obliged, shedding his clothes off before pressing his body back against yours, causing you to shiver in delight.

"Please," he begged as he bowed his head back at your neck. "Please, my love". You looked down into those puppy dog eyes of his. It had been so long. He just wanted a taste. He just wanted you. Your essence. You. Biting your lip, you nodded and moved your head to give him access. A hand came up to cradle the opposite side of your face before he sank his fangs in, greedily feeding upon you. You whined at the pain but leaned your head back and let him take his feast regardless. He skimmed his hands up your thighs, making you lift your hips in content slightly without thinking. You winced as Astarion seemed to dig his fangs in deeper, oh how he had missed the divine taste of your blood. He grabbed the plush of your thighs and wrapped your legs around his waist, jerking you towards him and grinding his erection against you. You cried out in unexpected pleasure. The mixture of the pain at your neck and the pleasure at your core intoxicated you, driving you absolutely feral. "A-Astarion! Astarion ple- fuck. Please." You began sputtering. The vampire lord pulled back, looking at you with a dangerous glint in his eyes. Oh how he loved it when you begged. "I haven't fucked you in years and the moment my dick touches you, you're already a sputtering and begging mess. My, my. You haven't changed at all. Still hungry for my cock. Did you ever beg for your husband's cock?" He teased, tone taunting. Say I'm better. He was silently saying. Sheepishly you shook your head no. "Ah ah. You know better, pet. Speak." You whined and he gripped your jaw, "I said speak, pet".

"N-No. No Astarion. I never begged for my husband's cock." You finally stutter out, embarrassment written across your face. The vampire smirked, rubbing his length across your core to gather your slick, making you squirm. "Did he ever please you, my love? Did he ever make you feel stuffed full like I did?" He questioned. "He did please me. But not like you did." You breathed out, biting your lip as Astarion teased you with the tip. "Oh so you're saying I'm better?" He asked, ego obviously inflated. You laughed softly. "Absolutely, my dear. So much better. So, so much better. Fuck. Nobody could fuck me like you do, Astarion. Shit. Astarion, please!" You begged, practically crying. Astarion couldn't help but proudly bask in your praise for a moment before swiftly stuffing you full. You cried out in relieved pleasure. Astarion had intended to tease you, stay hilted in you until it drove you crazy. But the way clenched onto him for the first time in forever made him feral. He wasted no time setting a brutal pace, drawing out a string of noises from pretty lips. Pulling you close, he smashed his lips against yours in a hungry kiss, bruising your already flushed lips. Clawing at his back you left angry red lines on his pale flesh. "Oh you wanna play that game?" He quipped. Without warning he clawed at your flesh. He drug his nails across your back, ribs, stomach, hips, and thighs. You wailed in pleasurable pain, leaving Astarion to grin down at you sadistically.

Wanting to get back at him, you pulled him back down to your level, kissing him so tenderly and gently before looking up at his adoringly at him, "I love you so much, pretty boy". Astarion moaned and his hips stuttered their brutal strokes. "Fuck, darling. You can't just pull that on me. Fuck I love you too," he whined out, burying his now flushed face into your neck. You laughed out but it was cut short with a sharp thrust up into that oh so lovely spot within your plush walls, causing you to scream out instead and grip onto him. He moaned into your ear as he felt you clench onto him tightly. "Fuck you're so tight, darling". He groaned before continuing to abuse your g-spot. You cried out as he continued to turn you into his cock drunk whore, babbling about how good he felt and how well he was fucking you. It wasn't long before he felt his orgasm coming onto the rise. Moans getting louder, he dropped a hand to rub at your pearl. You jerked and wailed out, becoming overstimulated as he continued to abuse your pussy however he saw fit. Arching as a knot formed in your stomach you babbled out, trying to warn him but you were so far gone that all that came out was a few stuttered letters. "Shhh shhh. I know. Cum with me, pretty please," he breathed out, practically making you melt at his little pretty please. You nodded, chest heaving as you did your best to breath, beaded sweat falling over your silky flesh.

Astarion's movements began to get sloppy the closer his orgasm came. Panting he wrapped an under your back to bring your warm body closer to his. "Now," was all he whispered in your ear and suddenly your orgasm crashed over you. You momentarily stopped breathing as it ran it's course through your body and blinded you. A string of curses left his mouth as he plunged as deep as he could, tip kissing your cervix as he spewed his seed into you, moaning as he felt your walls flutter around his dick. Taking a moment to breathe, he stared down at your figure and in that moment you looked utterly divine to him. "You are just... so beautiful". He said, practically swooning before pulling out and crashing beside you. You smiled and rolled over onto your side. "I've missed you," you cooed, making him turn to look at you with his sappy puppy dog eyes. "I've missed you too. I'm so happy you're back, darling. I love you so much," he said, drawing you close to him. You tilted your head up, nuzzling into his neck as you allowed him to hold you in a possessive grip. "You're mine. All mine. And I'll make sure nobody ever hurts you again." In the back of your mind, a little voice screamed at you. Telling you that you needed to run. Astarion was still a walking red flag, it didn't matter how tenderly he treated you or how much he loved you. You need to run. RUN! But as you laid there in his embrace, you ignored the screaming of the tiny voice, instead choosing to snuggle in closer and fall asleep. You'd never leave again. So what if he did some (not so) mildly evil things? He did genuinely love you. He was always a sweetheart to you, even if others had no chance at receiving mercy from him. You'd never leave him again. Because the last time you did, it was very much your loss.

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✨Bonus✨

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Your ex-husband screamed at you, spit flying from his mouth as you packed your belongings, Astarion and Gale close by so he wouldn't try anything. "I told you he was bad news," Gale said with a grown, to me full of distain. You laughed and looked at him with a playfully annoyed grin, "Guess I should've listened to the magic man, huh?" You giggled, causing your ex-husband to stutter before continuing his screaming fit. "Dear you're giving me a migraine," you spat, whipping around to stare at the man behind you. "Well maybe if you- wait. What the fuck is that on your neck?!" He screamed, glaring at the deep fang marks on your neck. "Did you let that fucking bastard turn you into a goddamn spawn?!" He screeched, causing Gale to rub his temples. You growled and glared back, "As a matter of fact, I did! Not that it's any of your fucking business!" You yelled back. "Why you little fucking bi-" "Keep talking, I fucking dare you," Astarion cut off the man. He glared at the vampire lord but his masked fear was still very obvious to him. "I'm finished. Boys, can you help me?" You asked, both men barging past your ex to help you pick up your things. Gale used his magic to carry the two chests stuffed with clothes while Astarion effortlessly picked up some boxes filled with dishes you absolutely insisted on bringing. Picking up a bag you pushed your way past your ex-husband who was still having a screaming tantrum. As soon as his house was out of view, you let out a shaky breath. "Fuck that was terrifying," You squeaked out. "Well you're safe now. Even if it is with a murderous ascended vampire," Gale said, tossing a teasing grin Astarion's way. He scrunched up his face in annoyance but you could both tell that he wasn't actually mad. As the two of you set your things down and bid farewell to Gale, Astarion turned to you with a mischievous grin. "My spawn, huh?" He taunted and you rolled your eyes. "Oh shut the fuck up," you instantly replied. The vampire pulled you into his arms, his hands resting contently on your hips. "Embarrassed, my pretty consort?" He teased, causing you to groan and lightly smack his chest. "I think Mrs. Ancunin would be a lovely nickname," he purred, but despite his teasing demeanor, you could tell he meant it. "I think you'd look ravishing in white". He murmured as he leaned in, lips brushing yours. "Well you do have quite the sense of fashion," you muttered back, smoothing out his collar. "I think 'Astarion's Wife' has a nice ring to it..." You breathed, his eyes snapping up to yours. With a mischievous grin he picked you up and whisked you away. "Then I guess you better start wedding planning, because tonight I plan to make your little lie, a truth".