#bite night

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I wasn't going to hurt you, he says, aiming his big Doe Eyes 🥺 at you. I just needed... well... blood.

So. I oresent to you, my idiot child, Player🙇

⊱ Bite Night ⊰

Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

As Astarion’s fangs sank into her flesh, she’d found herself embracing not only the sharp pain, but also the oddly soothing pleasure that bloomed in its wake.

For a few blissful moments, her mind had felt almost peaceful, her senses dulled by the loss of blood. It was a small reprieve from the voices in her head constantly urging her to destroy, and the sheer twisting dread of not knowing who, or what, she was.

She should have felt trapped under him, unable to move, but instead his weight had pressed down on her like a heavy blanket. It was unexpectedly comforting—both of them wrapped in their own private cocoon, blocking out the rest of the world.

And admittedly, she’d felt a considerable thrill knowing it was her blood causing those lovely moans that escaped Astarion’s lips, the growing hardness she could feel pressed against her abdomen, and the glazed look in his ruby eyes when he pulled away.

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