#minsc x reader

Astarion Ancunin

You grabbed him by the collar and kissed him hard, swallowing his surprised gasp. For a moment he melted into you, his hands flying to your waist, fingers digging into your soft curves with growing hunger. Then you pulled back. His lips chased yours on instinct, finding only air, and his eyes snapped open with furious disbelief. "What the hells do you think you're doing?" he demanded, voice ragged. His grip on your waist tightened, claws pricking through your clothes, "You cannot just kiss me like that and walk away." But you batted his hands off of you and took another step back anyway.

The sound that came out of him was nearly a whine, though he would die again before admitting it. "You wretched, beautiful tease," he breathed, following after you. His pupils were blown wide, chest heaving beneath his half unlaced shirt. "Do you have any concept of how long I have wanted this? What you do to me?" He cornered you against the tent post, close enough that you could feel the coolness of his body. You traced a finger down his chest. "Theeen do something about it," suggested, making his breath to hitch. "Perhaps I will then." His lips hovered over yours, not quite touching. "And you are going to love every second of it."

Gale Dekarios

You interrupted his lengthy explanation about the Weave by pressing your mouth to his. Gale made a muffled noise of shock, hands frozen awkwardly at his sides. Before he could recover enough to kiss you back properly, you already stepped away. He stood there with his lips still parted, blinking rapidly. "I--" he started. Stopped. Tried again. "That was." Nothing. The wizard had been rendered completely incoherent by a single kiss.

You watched with a smirk as color flooded his cheeks as his brain finally caught up with his body. "You... wonderful woman," he breathed, a slow smile spreading across his face. His hands finally remembered their purpose and reached for you, pulling your soft body firmly against his. "I have spent my entire life believing that knowledge comes from books and meticulous study." He walked you backward until your thighs hit the edge of his desk. "But you have just taught me something no scroll ever could." His hands settled on your hips, squeezing appreciatively as he lifted you onto the cluttered surface. He stepped between your thighs, mouth hovering just above yours. "And what's that?" you asked. He smiled. "That some lessons require a more hands-on approach." He kissed you deeply. "And I have always been an exceptionally dedicated student."

Wyll Ravengard

You caught him off guard in the middle of camp, turning his concerned check on your condition after a battle into something else entirely. Your hands fisted in his shirt and you yanked him down into a kiss that left no room for his gentlemanly restraint. Wyll groaned against your mouth but just as his arm moved to wrap around your waist, you released him and walked away. He stood frozen, watching you go, his eyes wide with shock. "Hold on now," he called after you, a breathless laugh escaping him. "This conversion isn't over."

You turned back to find him closing the distance with a loving smile spreading across his face. His hands found yours, threading your fingers together as he looked at you with amazement. "All this time..." he said softly, shaking his head to himself. His thumbs stroked across your knuckles as he stepped closer. "Before I say anything foolish, I need to know if that was real, that that wasn't merely to tease." You squeezed his hands. "I was, I want this, Wyll. I want you." His forehead dropped. "Then if you don't mind... I would like to kiss and feel you the way I have wanted to for months now."

Halsin

You slipped into his tent under the pretense of bringing him a healing potion. He sat cross legged on his bedroll, mending a torn leather strap, and looked up at you with a warm smile. You set the potion aside, knelt down to him and pressed your lips to his, causing the strap to fall from his fingers. His broad hand moved to cup the back of your head as he leaned into you, but you slipped away facing towards the tent flap.

"You would wake the bear," he said quietly, "and leave him hungry?" You heard him rise before a massive hand caught the tent flap above your head, holding it closed. His chest pressed against your back, "While I am known to be patient..." His other arm wrapped around your soft middle, pulling you back against him. "I can't help but notice how you smell like want... like need." His lips brushed the curve of your neck, his teeth grazing your skin. You tilted your head, giving him better access, "Then stop waiting and take me already." A growl rumbled through his chest. "Tell me to stop and I will. But if you stay silent, my heart, I will take my time with you until morning."

Minsc

You marched up to him with a grin and before he could greet you, you grabbed his face in both hands and planted a firm kiss on his mouth. Minsc went rigid with surprise, eyes flying wide open. A strangled noise escaped him before you released him and stepped back. He sat there frozen, staring at you like you had just performed impossible magic. His mouth opened and closed several times with no sound coming out.

"You kissed Minsc," he finally managed, voice pitched higher than usual. His hand came up to touch his lips in wonder. "On the mouth. With your mouth." Color flooded his face as reality caught up with him. He rose to his full towering height quickly, looking down at you with an expression of pure bewildered joy. "No one has ever wanted to kiss Minsc before! After all I am very large and loud and sometimes I forget to be gentle." His massive hands hovered near your shoulders, trembling with the effort of restraint. You smiled and reached up, placing his hands on your waist yourself. "I know you wouldn't hurt me Minsc." His breath caught. "Can Minsc kiss you back? I will be careful. So careful... Please?"

Raphael

The human-guised cambion materialized beside you on the moonlit balcony, swirling a glass wine. "Escaping the festivities, are we? I do hope you have been considering my generous offer." You let him for a bit, drowning out his words, as you plucked away his wine and downed the contents in one go before you lunged in and kissed him. Raphael hummed lowly against your mouth, as if debating whether to pull you closer or push you away. You released him before he could decide and set the empty glass back in his hand.

He stared at you. Then at the glass. Then back at you as a slow, insidious smile spread across his face. "My, my." He set the glass aside and stalked toward you, backing you against the railing with deliberate steps. "You continue to surprise me, little mouse." His hand came up to cup your jaw, tilting your face toward him. "And I am not easily surprised." His thumb traced your lower lip, eyes roaming your features with open hunger. "I came here to bargain, but now I find myself wanting something far more... interesting." He leaned closer. "You. In my House. Where I can keep you close." You met his gaze without flinching. "Is that a threat or an invitation?" The corner of his mouth tilted upwards. "Both."

Haarlep

You found the incubus draped across the bed, watching you approach with lazy amusement as you crossed the room, climbed onto the bed and kissed them deeply. Haarlep made a delighted noise against your mouth, their hands immediately finding your hips before you pulled back and sat just out of reach. You watched as their expression shift from pleasure to bewilderment.

"Oh, you naughty thing." They pushed up onto their elbows, eyes bright with surprised delight. "No one has ever stopped kissing me before, they usually beg for more." Their tongue traced their lower lip, savoring your taste. "And yet here you sit, so composed, while I find myself positively aching." They crawled toward you across the silk sheets, until their face hovered inches from yours. "I think I've come to like you." Their fingers trailed up your thigh, teasing. "That almost never happens. Typically I am the one who inspires want, the one who denies." You caught their wandering hand and held it still. "Then I guess you finally know how everyone else feels." Their eyes widened, then darkened with fascination. "Continue this game of yours... I wish to play it some more."

Zevlor

He stood at the edge of the grove, and you approached without announcement as he turned with a tired smile that faltered when he saw the look in your eyes. Before he could speak, you took his face in your hands and kissed him softly. A shudder ran through his entire body as hands came up to grasp your wrists, holding on like you might disappear. When you pulled away, his eyes remained closed, his breath uneven.

"You should not waste such sweetness on me..." He finally looked at you, "There are better men in this camp. Stronger ones. Ones without cracks running through them..." His grip on your wrists loosened but did not release. "I would only disappoint you eventually." You stepped closer instead of away, pressing your soft body against his chest. "I'm not looking for another man, Zevlor. I'm looking for you." His resolve wavered visibly. "You deserve more," he whispered, even as his arms betrayed him and wrapped around your waist. "So why don't I want you to leave?" His forehead dropped to yours in defeat. "Tell me to let go. Please. Because I fear I cannot do it on my own."

Dammon

You visited his forge near closing time, when the other refugees had wandered off to supper. He looked up from the blade he was cooling, face flushed from the heat, and smiled at you with genuine warmth. "Come to check on your order? I was just finishing the edge." You walked around the workbench, took his soot stained face in your hands, and kissed him. The tongs clattered to the ground. His hands flew up instinctively, then froze midair, unwilling to smudge your clothes with ash and oil. When you pulled back, his eyes were wide with shock.

"I--" He swallowed hard, looking down at his blackened fingers with sudden embarrassment. "I am filthy. You should not have… I mean, I am glad you did, but…" He trailed off, completely flustered. You picked up a nearby rag and began wiping his hands clean yourself. "I don't care about the soot, Dammon." His expression softened, but then he noticed how close you were standing to the glowing coals and tugged you toward him. "Careful. The forge is still hot." His now clean hands settled on your waist, holding you against him. "If you are going to kiss me like that, do it somewhere you will not get burned." You cupped his cheek with your hand. "Show me where?" He smiled softly. "Gladly."

Rolan

You interrupted him mid rant about his siblings and their endless capacity for trouble. One moment he was pacing his study in Sorcerous Sundries, gesturing wildly. The next your hands were fisting in his robes and your mouth was on his. Rolan cursed against your lips as his hands gripped your shoulders, intending to push you away. When you released him and stepped back before he could, his hair was mussed and his expression was furious.

"What in the absolute hells do you think you are doing!?" He straightened his robes with sharp, agitated movements. "I was in the middle of a point. An important point. About responsibility and familial obligation and..." He lost his train of thought as his gaze dropped to your mouth. "Do not look at me like that." His voice had gone rough. "--You cannot kiss me senseless and expect me to just..." He gestured vaguely. You smiled at him. "Expect you to what?" He gave up and grabbed your wrist, yanking you back toward him. "Fine. You want my attention so badly? You have it." His other hand tangled in your hair. "But we are finishing this properly. And afterwards, you will listen to rest of what I was saying."

Kar'niss

The drider stood at the edge of the shadow cursed lands with his moonlantern as you approached him without fear. His various eyes blinking asynchronously at you. "You seek us? The Light of the Absolute?" You nodded and gestured for him to crouch to your level before pressing your lips to his his. He went absolutely rigid, every leg locking in place. A high, keening sound escaped him, somewhere between confusion and terror.

You released him and waited. His mandibles clicked rapidly as he processed what had occurred. "Soft one," he rasped, voice fracturing. "We do not… this is not… her Majesty never spoke of this." One hand reached toward you, stopping just short of your cheek. "Others flee from us. Others scream. Cast out. Forgotten..." One claw made contact, tracing your jaw carefully. "Why do you not run?" You covered his hand with your own. "Because I see you, Kar'niss. Not the monster your old goddess turned you into. You." His eyes fixed on you all at once, wide and unblinking. "Her majesty… she must have sent you. A gift. We are worthy. We are…" His legs shifted, drawing his massive body closer. "Show us again. Please. We wish to understand this warmth."

Enver Gortash

You found him alone in his office, reviewing documents with a scheming gleam in his eye. He glanced up when you entered, a diplomatic smile already forming. "Ah, my favorite visitor. Come to negotiate terms?" You crossed the room without responding, rounded his desk, and kissed him firmly. His quill scratched a jagged line across the parchment and before he could respond you straightened up and walked toward the door. "Think about that while you're re-drafting those terms of yours," you said over your shoulder.

"Stop." The command cracked through the room like a whip. You heard his chair scrape back and his hand caught the door, slamming it shut before you could leave. When you turned, his composure had returned. "I have manipulated the best minds in Faerun." He stepped closer, crowding you against the door. "And none of them have ever caught me off guard." His eyes roamed over your face with newfound interest. "You are either very foolish or very valuable. I intend to discover which." His thumb traced your lower lip. "And I always get what I want, terms included."

Dark Urge

He stood in the water, scrubbing blood from his clawed hands with mechanical precision. Another blackout. Another body. You watched from the shore, seeing the way his tail lashed the water in agitation. When you approached, he bared his teeth. "Stay back," he rasped, "I cannot control it. You know I cannot control it." You ignored him completely, wading into the shallows, before you pull him down into a kiss. His clawed hands seized your waist, talons dimpling your soft flesh.

When you broke the kiss, his inner lids flicked with confusion. "Why would you do that?" He looked towards the blood in the water. "There is something inside me that hungers for blood. For carnage. It whispers about you when you're gone... about what it wants to do to you." He couldn't stop himself from pressing his face into your throat, teeth grazing your pulse. You reached up and stroked his head. "It whispers when I'm gone, but what about when I'm near?" His forked tongue flicked against your skin, tasting you. "They quiet... you help calm the Urge." His arms tightened around your soft body, crushing you against his chest. "Stay. Keep it silent. Please... For your sake."

Astarion

Favorite place to kiss

-On the neck or the inside of the wrist; he feels your heartbeat under his lips, and it always fills him with life. Your life. It's a nice feeling for once. But it's especially nice to linger there and feel how your mood shifts with a direct contact there, rather than just watching your expressions. The bites are nice, of course, but actually feeling the direct effect of his existence to your emotions almost gets his own heart beating.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the cheek; It's simple and chaste and it makes him giddy, since he knows there's no expectations for more. It often leads him to want a proper smooch, but he also appreciates greatly the feeling of your lips on his skin as simple as it is.

Gale

Favorite place to kiss

-On the lips; he missed the physical contact in his previous relationship too much. Now it's hard to go without it, and the most direct touch when it comes to kissing is, well, a direct kiss on the lips. To feel you answer and give as much as he gives is a relief he needs, often, as if needing to be reminded you're really there and you really do like, love, him. Maybe let him kiss you again for good measure, just to be sure.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the side of the neck; it's just really nice and melting brain kind of touch ! He gets all flustered and putty from it, it's incredibly cute. Again, missed the physical touching with Mystra, so something like that is a sure way to get his attention, and his affection. He'll melt against you into a puddle ready to be pampered for a bit if you do it several times, so do be careful how you wield this weapon of knowledge.

Halsin

Favorite place to kiss

-On the forehead; it's sweet and sickenly gentle, and that's what he wants it to be. That's how he wants his touch to you to feel, most of the time, and be remembered. And the forehead is the perfect place to kiss for this intention. Also a good way to check your temperature on a daily basis for some safekeeping.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the forehead or the cheek; he's a simple man and he craves the gentleness he gives out just as much, honestly. He's used to dishing it out, but he likes receiving it plenty. Bonus points for a kiss on the temple as well, but the forehead stays the fanfavorite.

Jaheira

Favorite place to kiss

-On the back of hand; quickly done or done in an easily sweet manner, Jaheira finds it a good middle-ground gesture. She's often busy, or often in a situation where it's necessary to be more discreet, so the back of your hand is a good place to press a peck to that holds meaning while keeping it relatively publicly chaste. Although she likes to press longer, lingering kisses to it in private too.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the corner of her jaw; innocent but almost not, it amuses her greatly. Where she tries to be a little more private in public, she lets you get away with a bit more leeway than she gives herself. It's also height related- if you're taller, seeing you bend down to kiss there gets to her. Seeing you reach up to her if you're smaller is incredibly amusing, as mentioned. And if you're the same height, well, it's still very sweet.

Lae'zel

Favorite place to kiss

-On the collarbones; more so in private, but there's something to that specific touch that enamores her. Feeling your skin give under the firm touch of her lips, following the lines she anatomically knows, from collarbone to shoulder bone or down to your sternum ? Woo ! She's obsessed.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the lips; she's simple with it, and she's still learning to appreciate the gesture for what it is, more than what it can lead to. She struggles for a long time with her longing for a tender touch, and the confusion it brings- but it feels nice, and who is she to deny herself pleasure ?

Karlach

Favorite place to kiss

-On the lips and face; loves the feeling of a kiss, loves the feeling of smothering kisses, so doing both is the best of both worlds, right ? Right. She'll start by a simple peck, before quickly dealing a hang of smooch-tornado punctuated with silly little 'mwah's, utterly endearing. It's a tad hard not to let it turn into a searing kiss, if it's not what you want, but if it is, well. Happy you, really.

Favorite place to be kissed

-Above her heart if possible but otherwise on any pulse point like neck wrist; the meaning of kissing her heart... it's not lost on anyone, truly, and it's heavy and emotional. But it's hot, literally, and she certainly doesn't want to see you burn off your lips for something like giving her a kiss. So instead, there are plenty of places you can opt for, anywhere you can feel her heart -machine- beat under her skin. She's alive, damnit, and she needs you to know it.

Minsc

Favorite place to kiss

-On the cheek; it's like a target zone for him, as if there was a big ol' sign pointing to your cheek saying 'kiss me !'. You'll very often get a kiss in passing, in greeting, mid-sentence, just because, and with no real thought or intention other than him simply thinking 'hey I like you'. Boo also gets to join in sometimes by booping his nose to your cheek.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the templeor the forehead > there's a LITERAL target on his forehead, look ! It's a big curcle that does scream 'kiss here'. He's a simple guy with direct directives, coming with built-in visual instructions. Silly thought aside, he adores bending down his head- or his body, if you're smaller- to receive a peck on his temple. Maybe it'll spark something behind those pretty eyes.

Minthara

Favorite place to kiss

-On the lips; okay, you've seen the scene of her poison kiss ? She has to be doing it with various things. Maybe she kisses you with a protective potion on a day, a poison another, building your tolerance and protecting you when she has a feeling it's needed. The feeling of your lips on hers is a sweet bonus she takes full advantage of, claiming. In private, she still does the kiss of death/life thing, but it's not as dire a need- unlike her need to be close to you, sweet, and loving. Just for your eyes.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the neck; it's vulnerable in a way that shows some dominance to others still, when you do it. Like, yes, look at her getting a kiss from her beloved. Be jealous. Be envious. It's a strong feeling of possession that bubbles in her when you do it, no matter your dynamic, and well, she's a tad in love with the feeling. But in private ? It's a lot more of a sensitive touch. She shows herself a lot more open and relaxed. A bit like a flower blooming at night rather than day.

Shadowheart

Favorite place to kiss

-On where shoulder meets neck; intimate and brazen of a touch. It's teasing, it's short but leaving you wanting more, and she adores the potential little shiver it can bring if you're ticklish. She does get a bit disappointed if you're not, for the simple fact she likes getting a reaction- but she'll turn it into a game of trying to get you to be all flustered in front of others. She's got no shame, and plenty of self-control, so good luck to you if you're the more stoic type. Or even if you react easily- that also makes her tease more. She's got an easy trigger for teasing.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the hand; she likes to be appreciated in a gentle manner that can also feel heavy. Hand kisses hold much intents with many different ways to do it, and god's favorite princess likes to be pampered. Kissing her knuckles, her digits, into her palm, the back of her hand, in the air a breath away from her hand like actual nobility... It's all very, very attractive to her, and she gets very, very pleased with the attention.

Wyll

Favorite place to kiss

-On the knuckles; habits are hard to break. It's a similar fashion as to why Shadowheart likes it, but in the other way of he likes to treat you like a treasure, pamper you. Treat you like nobility, if you aren't, and if you're comfortable with it. He doesn't miss being a noble, but he understands the attraction to the idea of it, the attraction to the importance it brings. He's more than happy to remind you you're the most important person to him, a treasure to follow and walk along with.

Favorite place to be kissed

-On the base of his horns; makes him feel appreciated. There's hardly a need to explain he has insecurities, especially at first, from the horns, making him resemble what he swore to hunt. But reminding him appearance doesn't a devil make in such a sweet manor is a sure way to calm his anxieties, and it helps develop an appreciation for his newfound appearance through your eyes.

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Oct 1st. mutual masturbation + tadpole link (Gale/Reader)

You and Gale masturbate at the same time in your respective tents. You accidentally connect your minds via the tadpole.

Oct 2. double penetration (Gale/Reader/Astarion)

You and your partner Astarion catch up with an old friend.

Oct 3. pegging (Rolan/Reader)

Taming a bratty wizard turns out to be more fun than you expected.

Oct 4. breeding (Halsin/Reader)

The Druid wants to claim you as his. You happily oblige.

Oct 5. praise (Wyll/Reader)

Wyll is feeling down about his new hellish appearance. You want to uplift his spirits.

Oct 6. hate sex (Wulbren Bongle/Reader)

You have nothing nice to say about Wulbren and he definitely has nothing nice to say about you. Alas, despite your shared hatred, the two of you fuck because if you don’t you might just kill each other.

Oct 7. monsterfucking (Yurgir/Reader)

With Raphael dead, his contract null and void, and his blood running as hot as ever, the orthon wants to celebrate with the one who brought him freedom.

Oct 8. bath sex (Haarlep/Reader)

The incubus likes to take care of you. They like to have fun. The location never really matters.

Oct 9. voyeurism (Sorn Orlith/Enver Gortash/The Dark Urge/Reader)

You and Sorn are hired for a night of your services by none other than Lord Enver Gortash and his Dragonborn companion. While his companion wants to join in, Gortash happily sits back and enjoys the show.

Oct 10. edging (Karlach/Reader)

Now that you can touch Karlach you give her something she has wanted for a while: prolonged pleasure.

Oct 11. Improper use of scrolls + genital swap (Astarion/Reader)

Gale gifts Astarion an entire box of scrolls. One day while going through them he finds a rather interesting one at the bottom of the pile. And now he’s proposing that you two use it.

Oct 12. thigh riding (Raphael/Reader)

Raphael doesn’t think you deserve to have him fully. He wants his little mouse to prove him wrong and maybe, just maybe, you’ll get something more.

Oct 13. first time (Dammon/Reader)

You run into a rather handsome tiefling refugee in the grove, a blacksmith named Dammon. At the party celebrating the victory against the goblins, you ask to celebrate with him.

Oct 14. sex pollen (Halsin/Reader)

There were thousands of species of mushrooms in the Underdark, lots of which you were unfamiliar with. The spores from one has seemingly gotten into your system and Halsin’s. The two of you ache for relief.

Oct 15. lingerie (Lorroakkan/Reader)

The Wizard of Sorcerous Sundries has a secret he’s keeping from you. One of the pink, lacy variety.

Oct 16. one night stand (Barcus Wroot/Reader)

“I’d kiss you, but neither of us deserve that.” But little did you know that deep down Barcus thinks you deserve more than that.

Oct 17. tentacles (Omeluum/Reader)

Omeluum comes to you with a peculiar request. You decide to humor it.

Oct 18. quiet sex (Astarion/Reader)

Astarion hasn’t felt this drawn to someone in centuries. When he comes to your tent to feed the two of you indulge in your desires, as quietly as possible.

Oct 19. dry humping (Minsc/Reader)

You find yourself seducing the Stone Lord who is surprisingly shyer than you imagined when it comes to this type of thing.

Oct 20. mating cycles (Zevlor/Reader/Halsin)

You and Halsin give Zevlor some release during his mating cycle.

Oct 21. Improper use of potions + size difference (Gale/Reader)

Gale drinks a mislabeled potion that turns out to be elixir of the colossus. You have a devious idea while he waits for the effects to wear off.

Oct 22. blood kink/menstration (Astarion/Reader)

Astarion can’t stand to see you in pain. What he can stand is the sight of blood…and the taste of it. Why not kill two birds with one stone?

Oct 23. aftercare (Abdirak/Reader)

After a brutal penance, Abdirak takes care of you in more than one way.

Oct 24. sleepy sex (Shadowheart/Reader)

Shadowheart crawls into your tent early in the morning. The two of you enjoy each other as the sun rises.

Oct 25. only one bed (Kith’rak Voss/Reader)

You and the githyanki knight share a bed at Sharess’ Caress. The two of you are beyond stressed and tired. Maybe sharing a bed won’t be too bad.

Oct 26. gags + restraints (Rolan/Reader)

Rolan has a knack for running his mouth. You plan to stop him.

Oct 27. facesitting (Minsc/Reader)

When blood runs hot you find your body being guided to the face of one enthusiastic Stone Lord.

Oct 28. caught in the act (Zevlor/Reader/Halsin)

Zevlor accidentally interrupts you and Halsin. He isn’t prepared for your suggestion that he joins in.

Oct 29. touch starved (Haarlep/Reader/Raphael)

Haarlep and Raphael have purposely not touched you in weeks. Now they toy with you.

Oct 30. Begging (Wyll/Reader)

You never imagined the Blade of Frontiers as the type to beg, but now he’s begging for you to touch him.

Oct 31. Orgy (Astarion/Gale/Halsin/Rolan/Zevlor/Reader)

Astarion loves to hook your leg over his shoulder as he kisses you. One hand crawling up that leg from the hip, to the thigh and to the calf. His nails trailing and leaving a tickling grace in it’s wake. You shudder at the touch and squirm a little. He relishes in that and you can feel his cheeky smirk against your lips. You gasp as he nips your lower lip with his fangs. He takes that chance and deepens the kiss between you two.

Wyll intertwines your fingers in both hands. Presses them on the ground up by your head as his mouth lavishes your neck. You can feel his breath against your earlobe and it makes you shiver. His legs trap your thighs and you’re laid beneath him as he stares at you. His gaze speaks only admiration. It’s so intense- and raw. He whispers sweet nothings as he kisses you. You’re sure to find some marks he left on you in the morning.

Lae’zel hooks her leg around your hip. You’re kissing on her chest as her fingers place upon your head. Her little gasps and whimpers are quiet- muffled. She’s trying to conceal how much she enjoys this as ever the strong woman she is. You dig your fingers painfully into her waist and she groans unabashedly this time. You hum approvingly before she takes the reigns. You turned this into a challenge.

Shadowheart loves to place her head on your thighs. No matter how small or large. You can feel her hair tickle your skin, the braid held in one hand as you run along the length of it. Her eyes are closed contently as she savors the warmth you emit. It’s almost unnoticeable the way her fingers gently creep up the outside of your thigh. Not until she’s placed her palm on it and squeezes. There’s a smirk on her face as she continues to feign innocence.

Karlach has your head placed on her chest as she lays. You can hear the infernal engine working under her ribcage. It’s mechanical and unnatural… but the heat she radiates comforts any sort of unease you have. Her hand strokes your head and neck as you bury into the soft flesh of her breasts. There’s a laugh that rocks her body, seemingly amused by how you snuggled into her. You laugh with her too, pressing a gentle kiss against the glowing part of her skin.

Gale wraps your legs around his hips and you instinctively lock your ankles together. His hands slide under your thighs towards your rear, cupping it as he holds your hips in the air. He gazes at you with warm brown eyes as he lowers his head. He plants kisses from the center of your chest down to your stomach. His teeth occasionally nip as his tongue darts out to taste the flesh. He does so until he reaches your pelvis before retracing his steps. Once he reaches your chest, he parts and meets your lips this time.

Halsin holds you in his arms as he stands. You feel weightless in his grasp, even if you’re bigger. Despite his size- people still seem to underestimate how strong he is. He kisses you tenderly as he wraps his arms protectively around you. You’re enveloped in him as his scent washes over you. It smells like forest dew and wild-berries with a hint of his natural musk. He whispers in your ear about how you’re the finest creation nature could bestow him with.

Jaheira seems to regard you almost like porcelain. She’s an older elf and it’d been over a century since she had a lover. Fighting Ketheric Thorm and surviving the curse was her purpose for years. She holds you like you’re going to vanish. Arms linked around your waist and legs tangled in yours. Her nose presses against your skin and she breathes in your scent. You smile softly as you allow the woman to enjoy your presence and touch. Your fingers tracing shapes onto her shoulder-blades as she relaxes like putty.

Wyll Ravengard:

Prince Charming!Wyll Ravengard X GN!Cinderella!Reader: So This Is Love (Baldur’s Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Astarion Ancunín:

Sleeping Beauty!Astarion X GN!Prince Phillip!Reader: Once Upon a Dream (Baldur’s Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Gale Dekarios:

Rapunzel!Gale Dekarios X GN!Flynn Rider!Reader: I See the Light (Baldur’s Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Shadowheart:

Little Red Riding Hood!Shadowheart X GN!Big Bad Wolf!Reader: The Better To Eat You With (Baldur’s Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Karlach Cliffgate:

Beast!Karlach Cliffgate X GN!Belle!Reader: Tale As Old As Time (Baldur's Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Minthara Baenre:

Snow Queen!Minthara Baenre X GN!Gerda!Reader: Frozen Heart (Baldur's Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Lae'zel:

Fa Mulan!Lae'zel X GN!General Li Shang!Reader: Girl Worth Fighting For (Baldur's Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Jaheira:

Snow White!Jaheira X GN!Prince Florian!Reader: One Song (Baldur's Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Minsc:

Hercules!Minsc X GN!Megara!Reader: I Won’t Say (I’m In Love) (Baldur’s Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

Halsin:

Tarzan!Halsin Silverbough X GN!Jane Porter!Reader: Strangers Like Me (Baldur’s Gate 3 Fairytale AU Collection)

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