Can I request headcanons for Dark Urge, Geraldus, Wyll, Halsin, Gale, and Astarion reacting to shy GN s/o who always asks for permission even just to hold hands or a kiss on the cheek please?
Dark Urge, Geraldus, Wyll, Halsin, Gale, and Astarion (Sep) reacting to shy Tav who always asks for permission even just to hold hands or a kiss on the cheek
Dark Urge (redeeming)
Towards the beginning of the relationship they do not really understand why Tav asks for permission
Would initially think that Tav is afraid they would hurt them
For the Dark Urge their whole life was to take anything and everything they wanted
As time goes on and Dark Urge starts to learn from / heal from their past trauma they find Tav asking for permission to be extremely sweet and understanding
Dark Urge has never truly got to experience someone who truly loves them for who they areĀ
Tavās requests for permission and their shyness would be a constant reminder that love and affection donāt have to come from a place of control or dominance
āThank you Tav, you have shown me more love and understanding than any other soul that exists.ā
Geraldus
Not sure how Tav and Geraldus even got themselves in a relationship
Geraldus, himself is on the shy side
However, when he is not blushing and mumbling out his own request for affection, his mind is fired listening to Tav ask for it
Geraldus would never say no to Tav
To him Tav is higher than the Gods, they are perfection
āWhy would you ask me such a thing dearā¦ I cannot get enough of youā
āDo you think I would ever turn down a kiss from you?ā
Wyll
Total sweetheart about it
Wyll finds this to be among the most endearing things about his Tav
At heart Wyll is a true, traditional romantic, and what is more than romantic than the love of their life looking at you and asking for your love and affection
Wyll is another one to hardly ever deny Tavās request
āYou never have to ask, my dear. But I understand that you want to feel comfortableālet me know how I can make this easier for you.ā
Halsin (!Halsin Backstory Spoilers!)
Halsinās eyes are so full of love anytime he hears Tavs sweet voice ask for him
While is was long ago, Halsin appreciate Tav asking permission before they jump him with kisses and cuddles
From time to time Halsin gets in his head about that time he was used as a pleasure servant
As wild as Halsin is, he is still a mortal with a mortal mind
If Tav hesitated, heād hold out his hand gently or give Tav a soft kiss on the forehead
āMy heart, you are true perfectionā
Gale
EATS THIS UP
Gale wants to be wanted, especially by Tav
Gale, who is intelligent and often a bit formal in his mannerisms, would understand Tavās need for permission but wants nothing more than to hold Tav
He believes in the power of trust and would reassure Tav that thereās nothing to fear from him
āAh, my dear, I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but thereās no need for permission in matters of the heart.ā (Sush Gale we all know you want them to keep asking because you love it so much)
Astarion
Astarion would be the most conflicted in terms of his reaction. On one hand, he would deeply appreciate that Tavās respect boundaries and asks for permission, as he is someone who has a very sensitive relationship with consent.Ā
However, because of his own traumatic past, his reaction might come across as more self-deprecating or sarcastic at first.
Heād try to tease Tav about it, making light of the situation with his usual charm and wit, but underneath his sarcasm, thereās a genuine desire to make you feel comfortable.Ā
He would be keen to show you that heād never force anything on you and might even go out of his way to be overly considerate, so you know that you are always in control of the situation.
āYou donāt need to ask, darling... but I suppose I do enjoy the thought of you wanting to be sure.ā
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Could I request dating headcanons for Gortash, Raphael, and Geraldus with gn s/o please? - Fluff anon
Warnings: Vague mentions of manipulation, mentions of sex and petification. These are not healthy relationships (Apart from Geraldus, bless his little cotton socks)
Notes: Ā Is Raphael accurate? Probably not. Did I have fun writing his segment anyway? Hell yeah. Also let us all be proud of me that I basically wrote this in one sitting? Unheard of, for me.
Fluff, forgive the fact that this was sat in my inbox for so long... I'm sorry š I got distracted with some other, longer form pieces in the works! (3 pieces to be exact teehee)
My requests are currently open! My request post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!Ā
Gortash
Ordinarily, when dating someone, you're in a partnership - an equal relationship, where neither one involved is better, or holds more control overall than the other. This is not the case with Lord Gortash. He will flaunt the fact that out of the two of you, he holds all the control, and he will do so constantly.
Gortash has had a lot of short-lived flings and trysts, so his style of love can feel strained as time goes on. The usual cycle is; Lots of love for a couple of weeks; gifts, intimacy, sweet words from him to you - and then, the cold shoulder, for another couple of weeks.
However, because of his wealth and influence, you are, naturally, spoiled in all that you do. Clothed in the finest materials that money can buy or import, given the finest foods anyone can afford, and of course, you have one of the finest and most prestigious roofs over your head for when you rest.
Most often, Gortash will make it seem to most like you are equals in your relationship; letting you choose what garments to wear, letting you choose dinner from time to time - but he doesn't let most see that silver tongue of his, slowly feeding little lies and delusions that keep you mostly under his thumb. The cycle of his 'love' also helps.
This isn't to say that Gortash is a bad partner, in other aspects, however. Sure, he manipulates you most of the time, but that's mostly to keep you near to him, to assure your loyalty. He does value your opinion on certain matters - and he's very affectionate when he's in that more loving mindset, especially when you have company. In the presence of others he tends to have a hand on you at all times, whether that be your shoulder, your arm or your thigh.
Raphael
Raphael is one of the most possessive partners, possibly ever. In regards to both you, and Haarlep. You rarely, if ever, get to leave the House of Hope, and when you do, you're never more than a few paces away from Raphael. He may not always be physically touching you, but if he's not in conversation, his eyes are firmly glued onto you, taking in the sight of you and making sure that you don't try anything to leave.
Although you're showered with some of the finest food and gifts that the hells can offer, Raphael makes it abundantly clear to you that you are little more than a pet to him. You sit on his lap or by his legs during meal times, you have a separate bed to sleep in when you're not having sex (unless you beg him for the privilege of sleeping beside him), and if you speak out of turn he chides you like one would a dog.
He shows you off like some prize, too. Praises your beauty and obedience to all who enter the halls of his home, but always making sure to reprimand them if their eyes linger anywhere on you for too long, a hand groping at your thigh to show precisely the dynamic between the two of you.
When you're obedient for him, life is wonderful. You're showered with the gifts that Raphael had promised you when this 'relationship' had begun, given anything you could ask for, all you need to do is look and pout.
When you're not obedient - and it could be for the smallest thing - Raphael is... Less sweet. He's petty, vindictive, and he will let you know in the worst ways that he feels slighted by... Whatever it was that you did.
Geraldus
Geraldus is a nervous sweetheart, through and through. He's grown up with so many stories of valiant men who are just so sweet and honest and valiant, and he wants to live up to that standard. But how can he? Even though you're now together, he feels like he still fumbles over far too many of his words - surely you can't find his boyish nervousness cute anymore?
He likes taking you on picnics; he knows that typical dates take place in Taverns or Inns, but he likes the quaintness of a good picnic, it's like he's making your shared love life something right out of a fairytale, and he's all for that. It's not that he's opposed to drinking with you - wine and mead is a common staple of the basket you take with you - it's more the noise levels. He struggles to hear you if it's a particularly loud night in the tavern. He likes being able to hear you more than the atmosphere of the tavern.
He likes having his head in your lap. Or your head in his lap. His hand in your hair, or vice versa again. He thinks being physically close to you is just one of the best things he's ever experienced. Even as time goes on, and the two of you grow and change together, he still takes great joy and pleasure from that ever so simple act of just... Being close, and existing together.
He tries to learn so many new things for you; cooking, being the big main one. He likes to watch what you enjoy eating, then try and replicate it himself. He's not the best cook in Faerun, but he's definitely been improving, and taking any constructive criticism you have on board.
Another way he tries to show his affection to you is through attempting (and often failing because you tell him 'no') to purchase you more material gifts. "That's what men do, no? ... No? Oh, alright then, beloved." He'll blush and stammer about it for a little bit, but he will put his coinpurse away. Being anything less than the man you want or deserve is an idea that terrifies him.
Could I request headcanons for Cal, and Geraldus finding out their f!s/o has suicidal thoughts please?
it was a little hard to do this one but i tried my best. also im so sorry for taking so long to do this request i could not think of anything!!!! but im lowkey so proud of this one.
į„«į” suicidal thoughts | cal, geraldus
ļ½”Ė explicit content :: thoughts of suicide ofc
Ź cal:
you and cal have been childhood friends and ended up dating each other. lia and rolan helped set the two of you up on a date after relentlessly teasing the both of you for months
everything was perfect. life was great. you and cal had a healthy relationship. you never once argued unless it was over something small or as a joke. you even thought about the idea of marriage and how amazing it would be to raise children in elturel
then the fall came, and your life drastically changed. you managed to escape with the three siblings, but in the process had to say your final goodbyes to your parents, not knowing if you would ever see them again. you were shaken and torn from the incident, but cal helped you through it. he was the most peaceful tiefling a person could know
still, his wise words and calming presence could not shake you back to reality. it was traumatizing to live through the fall, and at times you found yourself snapping at cal, only to profusely apologize to him at night with kisses. he accepts your apology every time, and it angers you how he could still be so forgiving
at the druidās grove, rolan asked for days and days to leave for baldurās gate. you agreed with him, and argued with cal about it. he tried to be peaceful about it while you and roman argued with lia. he tried to be the mediator. he was always the one in this group to keep tensions low but it was not working. finally, when the group of adventurers managed to convince you and rolan to stay did the arguments come to an end. and again, you apologized to cal who admitted to you that it hurt him how you were being so cruel. you were not the only one to lose everything during the fall of elturel
on the road to baldurās gate, you were ambushed by the cultists. you tried to protect cal but you took a slash to the back of your knee. rolan saved most of the group, but could not fend off the cultists for long. he picked you up and ran, while you screamed for cal
while rolan drank himself away at the bar in last light inn, you rotted away in a bed with bandages on your knee. you were advised not to walk for a little while since the cuts were deep. but you could not care. cal and lia were gone. the love of your life was gone. how could such an amazing personās life be taken away just like that? what you would do to hear his sweet voice one more time
rolan comes to you at night and sits at the edge of your bed. he is drunk and rambling. he yells and kicks, but you lay on your side and stare at the wall while crying silent tears. he fills it in your head that they are both dead. that you will have no children. that you will never know a smile again in your life. he does that every night and then passes out on the floor beside you to make sure you do not die as well. but rolan does not know how you wish to die
finally, when you are able to walk again, you go outside to relish in the cold air. your eyes are dry and your lips are cracked. you refuse to eat and drink little water. cal is gone. most of your friends are gone. rolan will die by drinking himself away and there is no possible way to leave the shadowlands alive. you wish to see cal one more time
each step you take towards the darkness is a step to cal. his sweet words of comfort is all you wish to hear. you are blinded by false images of him beckoning you outside of the globe of light protecting the inn. yet before you can even exit, you feel somebody stopping you. it is rolan, and he yells at you. you tell him you wish to die. that no life is worth living after what has happened to all of you
āhave you no wish to see your sister and brother again?! their bodies gone, but their souls live! if i can give up life to see cal again, i will give it up a thousand times over. donāt you want to see them, rolan? donāt you?ā
he does not reply. he gets mad and runs back inside the inn back to the bar. you rush after him, only to stop when you see the adventurers with a group of tieflings and gnomes. you hear familiar voices and see a pair of familiar horns
cal comes rushing to you, embracing you and kissing you. you are too stunned to speak or move. you do not return his kisses. he is alive. and just as you were about to give up yours, he has returned to you in the flesh. you cry into his arms and fall to the floor with him
cal knows that you are happy to see him again, and he expects prayers and praises but all you tell him is how you had almost killed yourself to see him again. you thought him dead, and yet here he was. cal breaks at your words
he starts to cry too, and hugs you tightly. he curses himself for getting kidnapped and for not being able to protect you. but at least he has come back just in time to save you. he cried with you, and promises that with the help of the adventurers, the both of you will live a promising life in baldurās gate
Ź geraldus:
you and geraldus met before you two became harperās. it was love at first sight. for years you have dated now, and geraldus was hoping to propose after the cult of the absolute would be defeated. the both of you were strong, and with jaheira and her companions by your side, the possibilities of a victory against the cult was high
while in baldurās gate, jaheira ordered to find the rashemaar. it took days before you could even find a lead, but within those days geraldus started to get on your nerves. he was supposed to lead this group to prove his worth as a harper. but he has done no such thing. you see the fear in those eyes. and there is nothing you hate more than fear
you argued with him about it. he needed to get it together or everything would go to shit. if he were to hesitate for even a moment, he would get killed. geraldus stuttered while trying to promise you that such a thing wouldnāt happen, yet it only angered you more. you did not sleep with him that night. instead, your last words to him before you left to sleep at an inn was āyou are too weak to be a harper. maybe it is best you return home, geraldus.ā
the next morning you returned to the camp to the sight of a bloodbath. the bhaalists had come and taken everybody, and you were the only one left. you hurled at the sight of the bhaal symbol painted with blood of what you immediately assumed to be geraldusā. he was taken and killed. you threw up some more and cried
you are a harper. you must remain strong. but the death of your beloved hung in the air, and the stench of iron overwhelmed you. you felt like shit. you had told him to basically fuck off and left him all alone. you could have protected him. you could have died with him. but you left. this was your fault
you cried and cried, but then left to find jaheira in the city. your heart has been shattered. but you promised yourself one thing. once you help jaheira, you will reunite with geraldus wherever he may be. his laughter rings in your ears, and even the sight of a man with black hair tricks your mind into thinking it is him. though it is not. you will never see him again for as long as you live, and that thought shatters your broken heart into even more pieces
after meeting jaheira at entharl's shop, you alerted her to what has happened, and almost broke down in tears if it wasnāt for her contradicting you. she said that she had received a letter recently from geraldus to meet here and speak about the rashemaar, and you tell her that is not possible. it must be a doppelgƤnger. she says you shall find out right now
after coming face to face with āgeraldusā and the group of harperās you were with, you quickly were enraged. his eyes were teary and worrisome at the sight of you
āyou hide underneath your cloaks and wear the skin of people we love! have you not once felt the touch of the sun or the kiss of a loved one?! do you not remember what it feels like to be loved?! do you despise me so that you wear the skin of my partner?!ā
āgeraldusā stumbles over his words and tries to clam you down. he does not know what to say to convince you to believe that it is him and that he has lived. but you are already crying and shaking your head. you yell at him and say that you shall meet with the real geraldus soon after you kill them all. that you have thought about a hundred different ways how you will end your life and these bhaalists. they will not take you
yet when he speaks the words āmay selĆ»neās tears shine on this meetingā only then do you know it is the real him
after killing the doppelgƤngerās and reuniting with geraldus, he is the first to cry. he admitted that he hesitated when the group came to kill the harperās, and that he was glad you were not there to witness it. he cannot blame you for thinking that he had died, for he would have done the same thing. a life without you is a life not worth living. he has envisioned a life with children with you. you are the only one that he wants, the only one that he needs. and he would rather die if a bhaalist took that away from him
you kiss and hug him, all while jaheira begs the both of you to rest
A/n: Don't look at me like that. I tried working on requests but he's infiltrated my mind, running around day and night!!!! He's a cutie and I love him lol, might do spiced headcannons later who knows. I could probably write some more but these are the many thoughts that have been rummaging through my head.
Requested: no lol
Pairing: Harper (Soon-to-be Watcher) Geraldus x gn!Reader
Word Count: 1.7+k
Warnings: Lots of fluff, brief mentions of marriage and having children (no birth mentioned but wonders about similar traits the parents and children share, I want to make it clear I am NOT excluding adoption nor other ways of starting a family!!!), brief food mentions as well, existential dread related to trauma and heavy disassociation towards the end. Reader = Tav, Tav = Reader
You accompany him to his ceremony where heās named a Watcher! He offers an arm to escort you like a gentleman, and you not-so-secretly get a feel of the upper strength heās been keeping private. You practically hang off of his elbow the entire evening and he wouldnāt have it any other way.Ā
Him being fiercely protective of you. Not crossing your boundaries, but keeping an eye open for any signs of danger when youāre around. He knows more than well that youāre capable of taking down enemies on your own but he wants to be someone you can lean on; someone you can look to being your shield against the evils of the world. Itās more than Geraldus wanting to be useful but more of him wanting to keep you safe and protected.
A plethora of nicknames for you. Thereās the familiar use of āloveā and ādearā with an occasional āmyā before the term, but every now and then he calls you his āmoonbeamā since you guide his way through the dark.Ā
You receive plenty of letters when heās sent away for work. Long and detailed confessions of how he misses your warmth and how he canāt wait to return by your side. He writes dreamy imaginations of how you both would spend time at the current location heās stuck in. Geraldus even tries his hand at poetry, each line about you.
Send him letters back! He has a growing collection of each note youāve sent him, the majority are kept close to his nightstand but your most recent ones stay in his pockets while on duty. He likes to reread them in his spare time; memorizing each curve of every stroke of ink in your handwriting. He will also memorize specific phrases or terms of endearment youāve written.
Meeting his mom! She instantly loves you for what you mean to her son, but makes an effort to get to know you personally as well. She adores when you lend a helping hand around the farm or assist her in making desserts! Geraldus is usually standing still; struck with Cupidās arrow as he watches you and his mother get along. His heart melts in the beautiful domestic bliss of the moment!
Geraldus makes a daily effort to tell you how much you mean to him, one way or another. He tends to accidentally repeat sentences heās already said to remind you that the words will always remain truthful. He also likes figuring out which vocabulary can make you shy, with a darted gaze and heated cheeks. He thinks itās cute when youāre nervous given your reputation as the grand savior of Baldurās Gate.
Being with you has him realize how much of a touchy cuddlebug he is deep down. Holding your hand, resting his head on your head/shoulder, and keeping a hold around your waist or bicep quickly become some of his favorite activities. Adores to hold you from behind when you are both standing and likes to be held against your chest when laying down in bed. Itās as if he can finally breathe; decompress and embrace the safety of purely you. He doesnāt mean to, but he does smell you when your bodies are intertwined. Your scent is very soothing to him. Very grabby in his sleep as well, he subconsciously wants to keep you close no matter when.
Heās so nervous under your stare; he canāt help feeling flustered. Youāre looking at him, every detail about himself is completely bare and out in the open for you to judge. Along with a soft expression filled with adornment from you is, more likely than not, aimed at his direction. It doesnāt help that you can read him like a book. Further in your relationship he grows more confident and sure of himself.Ā
You can find him tripping over his words early in your relationship, particularly in moments where heās trying to impress you. A few words of reassurance helps him immensely.Ā
He loves feeling your fingers between his raven locks. You usually brush his hair in the morning and at night, sometimes giving his scalp a comforting scratch. This is the quickest way to have him asleep in your lap. He snores slightly but is easy to wake if itās time to get up.Ā
Geraldus frequently has nightmares. Not only from the incident where you both met but also from the other horrors heās seen during his work as a Watcher. He despises waking you up in the middle of the night since he hates being bothersome. However, heāll still selfishly indulge in your comfort after nudging you to consciousness if he canāt handle his fears himself. Pull him close, his pointed ear against the thump of your heartbeat is precisely what he needs as both consolement and a lullaby.Ā
Every time he thinks of his future, he pictures you. He wants to be yours for the rest of his life and is definitely considering proposing after a couple years of being your significant other. If you have previously expressed wanting children someday, Geraldus could spend hours imagining how amazing parents the two of you would be. Itās almost as if heās conjuring them into reality with how much heās thinking. Maybe your daughter will have your nose, maybe your son will have his hairā¦
His kisses leave you feeling special. He first kisses you with only lip, shaking slightly as he feels blessed by the Gods themselves to have this opportunity with both hands on each side of your face. As the kiss progresses heāll clumsily add some tongue, but leave you to take control. He likes it when you do.Ā
With leaving some room for imagination, he really enjoys following your orders. He appreciates a kind tone when telling him to do something more than barking out instructions, but heās a good boy and will do whatās needed nonetheless. He also appreciates rewards for his good behavior.
His laugh is so loud now that heās found it again, largely in thanks to you.
Geraldus will always catch you if you were to throw yourself at him, maybe not lift you off the ground but certainly collide his toned body with yours. He might stumble depending on the day and sometimes heāll even fall over but he'll use his figure to soften the blow. Hold him against yourself nevertheless! Squeeze him tightly when he walks through the door after not seeing him for a while because of his duties! It makes him feel treasured and wanted.Ā
The Watcher isnāt necessarily a bad cook, but simple is a better word to describe his meals. He has primarily made food for only himself after leaving his motherās care, but was mainly helping with the side dishes in his youth instead of the main course. Since youāve lightened his life, he tries to improve as a chef! From experimenting dishes to asking his mother about certain recipes, heāll be trying his best to make a āMarry Meā meal thatāll make you proud!Ā
Since Geraldus is gone for duty every now and then, he likes to return with special dates planned. Itās one of the many ways he likes to thank you for your patience and for choosing to stay by his side. Sometimes the dates are fancy, but more often than not theyāre inexpensive and personal. Involving your favorites across multiple categories and sweet moments the two of you have previously shared.Ā
On dates in general, he tends to keep quiet and let you do the talking. He loves to hear about your dreams, aspirations, thoughts, opinions, and how your day went. Listening to how a scenario played out, even if he was there/involved, from your point of view is a joy to him. Yes, youāll have to be the āHe asked for no pickles!ā in this relationship but itās worth it and more. However, if you ask him a question heās sure to respond. If itās about a particular topic he may rant a tangent and then promptly apologize. Ask him about his work, he has so much gossip stored that's ready to be shared.
Geraldus does have thoughts about how lucky he is to be yours, and how it almost doesnāt feel real to him. Sometimes, he wonders if he met his end all the way back on that horrible night, and your time together has only been a vision. Or, maybe itās what was in store for him after his life all along. He also speculates if he's currently going through his passing, and instead of flashing through the memories of his life heās instead creating new and beautiful ones with you by his side and being named a Watcher. Youāll have to regularly ground him and bring himself back from the deceiving space his trauma has created in his mind. Youāre here, Heās here, you two are here together, all of his memories are real, and you are both alive in this very moment. Learning a few breathing practices and taking the time to inhale and exhale with him is something he couldnāt live without.Ā
On the other side of that coin, he also has moments - very brief moments - where he wonders if youāre a doppelganger. That the real you, who he never had a chance with to begin with, is gone and in your place is this face-stealing creature that has seen him at his realest, weakest, and most vulnerable self. He is quick to brush those thoughts away. If you were a doppelganger, then surely, you wouldāve ended him already; youāve had every chance to do so. On his worst days, he thinks of the latter that wraps around into his āIs this even real?ā moments. Ground and breathe with him still, but giving him some extra support through therapy will be beneficial for him for years to come. He still needs a good cry on occasions, hold him close and rub his back while he gets everything off of his chest and starts the day anew.Ā
Heās all yours; every fiber of his being is under your mercy and you continue to prove that you sweetly care for him. For that, he loves you. He loves you with the gentle thrum of his heart, with every moment shared between you two, with each arrow he aims, and with all of the years that pass.Ā
Please write a part 2 for my Geraldus request š Only if you don't mind of course! Thanks!
Once again, in a shocking turn of events I cannot sleep. Please enjoy what I've just written, although I do apologise if there are any spelling mistakes, I've written this at 2am in the notes section on my phone. Also 18+, contains smut š¬
The night waned in for a few more hours, you drank and made yourself merry amongst many of your friends, this was a night of celebration after all. In the corner of the tavern Geraldus would drink and talk with a small company of people, his eyes would flit towards you often, wanting to make sure you were okay, and keeping in mind the unspoken offer that you had with him, his mind racing at the fact you even wanted him.
As the night began to die down and people began to leave the tavern you once again bumped into Geraldus, there was not not many of you left in the establishment so it was inevitable you would wind up next to him once again. The alcohol stirring in your system made you merry, a soft rosy glow adorned your cheeks as you smiled at him, happy from the night you had spent with your friends, exchanging stories and laughter. As you stood next to Geraldus your hand found it's way to his arm, gently squeezing it as you spoke to him, silently in awe of the muscles underneath the armour, you were shocked that this tall skinny looking man had even the tiniest shred of muscle.
"So Geraldus, have you had a nice night?" Your voice was soft and your question was genuine, after all he had been through in these last few weeks, watching his own comrades be slaughtered and then help defeat the Netherbrain with you, a good and happy night is what he deserved.
"Urm, yes.. yes it has been a wonderful night." His smile was nervous and shaky as he spoke to you, a blush threatened to spread on his cheeks as he looked down to see your hand on his arm. "And you, my lady?.... You looked to have had a wonderful night"
A soft smile and slight blush broke across your cheeks, you chuckled and avoided eye contact, not wanting to show that him calling you 'my Lady' had such an effect on you in this moment.
"Yes Geraldus, it has been a lovely night, in fact I was wondering if you would like to join me upstairs for a glass of wine?" You tried to make your voice sound sultry, yet it did not come out as so, your voice cracked and showed your nervous demeanour, revealing your true feelings about this exchange, you liked the Harper and could not keep your emotions fully in check around him.
The question threw Geraldus off, you had implied earlier you wanted more, that was why he stayed, yet it still shocked him nontheless when you asked him to join you in your room. "Oh... Urm... I-i think that would be lovely" Geraldus coughed and cleared his throat, stuttering as he finally answered you, he wanted to join you, whether the wine or not was real or just an excuse to get away he did not care.
His nervous reply was so endearing to you, your smile was genuine and you wanted to kiss him right there. You placed your empty glass down and with your now free hand you grabbed one of his, chuckling softly at the blush that spread across his face from your touch alone. A gentle tug was all that was needed to get him to follow you, leading the way up the stairs in the tavern to the grandiose room you were staying in. Being the new hero of Baldur's Gate had it's perks and one of them was this stunning room that you were now staying in, an en suite with a beautiful feather bed was bliss to you after your months sleeping on the hard floor on the road.
You both entered the room and Geraldus closed the door quietly behind you, watching you as you released his hand and wandered around the room, stretching your arms above your head as you made your way over to a carafe of wine. The moonlight streamed through the windows, catching your skin as you walked through it's glow, making you look even more enchanting in his mind, the way the iridescent glow of the moon bounced off your skin was enrapturing to him, his eyes transfixed on you as you poured two glasses of wine.
With the two glasses of wine in hand you looked towards a stunned Geraldus, smiling once again at his reaction to you, his big wet eyes were transfixed on you and you could not help but find it so endearing, you nodded your head towards the small balcony adjoining your room, you wanted to have a drink under the moonlight with him. It took a second for Geraldus to compose himself before he came forth the join you, taking the glass of wine from you with a shaky smile.
You both stood under the soft glow of the moonlight, leaning against the iron bars of the balcony that overlooked the streets below.
"Thank you for joining me Geraldus" you turned to him and smiled, taking a drink of wine to steel your own nervous thoughts, you had fought monsters and Netherbrains but for some reason being this close to Geraldus alone was making you nervous. You moved your gaze back to the open streets below, watching the city bustle away even at this hour.
Geraldus leant beside you against the balcony, your shoulders barely touching as he took a gulp of wine for courage. "Thank you for inviting me, my lady" his voice was soft and sincere, making you blush at the name 'my Lady' the way he spoke those words was with reverence, making you feel warm inside, the fact he was stood so close to you did not help as your blood rushed to your face.
Moments pass in blissful silence as you drink your wine and enjoy each others company, watching the world pass by below. It was not long before you both finished your glasses of wine, the drink only adding to your buzz from the drinks you had had downstairs previously. You placed both of your glasses on a nearby table before taking your position against Geraldus at the balcony once again, this time leaning your head on his shoulder and sighing contentedly. This action shocked Geraldus, but spurred on but the alcohol in his veins he took his chance and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you tightly against him, kissing the top of your head gently as he did so.
Being enveloped in his arms and his soft kiss elicited a soft sigh from you, you had always been a fierce woman but now this usually shy man had you sighing and going weak in his arms. Wanting to take back your control you spun around in his grasp, your back now against the railing, your body pressed against his in front of you. Words were not exchanged between the two of you, just a look of longing from his beautiful brown doe eyes was enough to make you melt as he stared down at you.
Your hands cupped his face and pulled it down towards your own, kissing him passionately. Geraldus' hands fumbled slightly, shocked at this current gesture, it only took a few moments until his hands found their way onto your hips, squeezing your soft delicate skin as he tried to ground himself, making sure that this was real and taking the opportunity to explore your body. The kiss was passionate on both parts, once Geraldus had accustomed himself to the situation it did not take him long to adjust, pressing himself against you as he kissed you desperately. You moaned softly as you felt him on you, holding you against the balcony edge, your hands moving from his face to feeling the hard edges of his body, he was not a largely built man but you could feel the leam muscles of his body under his clothes.
The kiss lasted a few minutes before you broke it, your intention to move this towards the soft feather bed. As you broke the kiss you heard a soft whimper from Geraldus, clearly not ready to have the intimacy broken just yet. You chuckled softly and placed your hands on his chest, pushing him backwards through the balcony doors until you reached the edge of the bed, making him sit down on it. As he sat before you on the bed, his eyes wet with longing, you removed your dress, baring your body to him for a few seconds as you mounted his lap. Your lips found his own once again and now you felt his long slender fingers tracing the skin on your back making you shiver against him.
Geraldus' hands were on you and were hungrily travelling over your skin, wanting to take in all of it and commit it to memory. The kiss went on passionately, your hands eventually found the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head quickly, making sure not to break the kiss for too long. His chest was now bare against yours, you pressed yourself against him, wanting to feel his bare skin. As you pressed against him his body fell backwards into the bed, you now laying on top of him, straddling his waist.
As you were mounting him you could feel his excitement, his surprisingly long length was straining against his pants and digging into your thigh, the mere feel of it was enough to make you moan and grind against it, wordlessly asking for permission to touch him. Geraldus whimpered as he felt you grind against him, his hands now gripping your thighs for dear life, begging you to give him relief, begging you to touch him.
Your lips left his and found your way to his neck, kissing softly as your hands travelled down his body until you reached his pants. There your hands trembled as you unlaced them, tugging them down slightly, feeling his erect self spring forth. You stroked him gently, kissing his neck softly you could feel the moans vibrating in his throat, he was desperate for you.
A few teasing strokes was all you could manage, you wanted him just as much as he was craving you. You lifted yourself up slightly and began to position him before you, gently swiping his tip along your slick wet folds, an action that caused you to moan as well. You slowly lowered yourself onto him, shocked as his girth stretched you, relishing the feeling of it. You could feel his hands grip the top of your thighs, squeezing tightly as your walls stretched around him.
Once you had fully taken him you began to move, a gentle motion back and forth to begin with, you wanted to savour the feeling, trying hard not to be motivated by the pleasure that was begining to pool inside of you. As you rocked your hips back and forth Geraldus sat up and stroked his hands up to your hips. His lips found yours and began to kiss you hungrily, his hands found your hips, gripping tightly as he helped you move and forced you to pick up speed on top of him, the slow tease wss too much for him now and he wanted you desperately.
Moaning against his lips you obliged his request, kissing back hungrily you rocked your body back and forth harder and faster, giving into your own selfish desire for pleasure. Your hands found their way into his soft hair, gripping tightly and pulling on it, you broke the kiss and began to start leaving open mouthed sloppy kisses on his neck, you wanted to hear the noises he was making for you, to hear his whimpers and moans. It was not long until you could feel your climax approaching, it was begining to well up inside of you, threatening to spill over. As your walls clenched tightly around him your orgasm spilled through, a wave of pleasure errupting over your body causing you to stop moving and press your body against his, shuddering on top of him, sighs of your pleasure rushing into Geraldus' ear. His own climax happened at the same time, his body was on the precipice already but to feel your walls clenched around him was too much, his body shivered as your walls pulsed around him and he gave in, spilling inside of you.
You both laid back on the bed, breathless and sweaty, your lips were grazing softly against his neck, leaving soft kisses on his skin, praising him as he panted, quietly trying to catch his breath. It was not long until you both made yourselves comfortable on the feather bed, Garaldus wrapped his arms around you as you nestled into him, sleep would not be far off but you wanted to embrace the current bliss between the two of you for now.
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