#slyus

Sylus lowers his phone onto his lap, then he cocks an eyebrow, which turns to a furrow in seconds. 

“What gave you the idea that I grew horns?” He asks, his tone laced with mock and caution. His attention is fully on you now. 

Yeah, maybe that was not a good question to ask. Then again, being around someone as direct as Sylus had made you pick up his mannerisms quite a fair bit. 

“Nothing really”, you brush off, attempting to derail the conversation before something goes wrong. “I’m just curious.”

“Talk”, Sylus demands, albeit in a soft tone. “I’m listening.” 

His crimson eyes burn a hole into your head, and you now only realise the way he has you cornered on his couch, his large frame looming over yours. 

You sigh, realising he’s not about to let it go anytime soon. 

“A few weeks ago, during one of the battles we had, where I almost died-“

“Get to the point, sweetie”, Sylus cuts, seeing through your guise. 

You pout. “Right. Before I blacked out, I saw you appear right in front of me, with horns.”

Sylus raises his eyebrows, seemingly in amusement. “You sure you weren’t hallucinating?”

He earns a smack on his chest. You’re ready to let him disprove you further or whatever, but your body jolts when you feel Sylus snake his arms around your waist before he carries you effortlessly off the corner of the couch and onto his lap. 

You watch his eyes grow soft when he locks his gaze with yours. His expression is unreadable.

Your eyes widen in amazement when the thick pair of horns curl past his locks, the black a stark contrast with his white hair. He looks like he’s wearing bows in a funny, demonic type of way. Not that he has to know that. 

You continue to stare at his horns, visually taking in the rough yet smooth texture and patterns that run downwards as the horns grow thicker towards the base. 

“What are you really?” You wonder aloud, your fingers reaching out to feel the interesting texture of his horns, only for him to pull away quickly.

“It’s not the right time for you to know”, he replies curtly. You notice the glint of concern in his eyes, shrouded under the indifferent expression he wears. 

So you decide to leave it for now, at least. 

Nonetheless, it doesn’t stop you from annoying the ever-loving shit out of Sylus about his horns once you found out about it.

He would stare at you with his eyebrows furrowed, muttering that he should have never told you about his horns, only for you to bat your eyelashes at him, much to his annoyance. 

“At least let me touch them if you’re not gonna tell me more about them”, you would whine. With a frown, he would push your forehead with a finger, giving you his standard answer.

"No."

“Then could you at least tell me why you won’t let me touch your horns?”

He would rest his thumb and index finger on his chin, feigning a thinking stance before his expression drops deadpan and then the curt answer leaves his lips.

“No.”

You’re putting this right next to when you were fighting for your life to get that fucking brooch months ago. 

While the thought continues to eat into your curiosity, you mostly let Sylus off the hook after a while. For some reason, you’ve been noticing that Sylus has been walking around his mansion with his horns freely out. Maybe because he’s shown you his full horns once that’s why?

Or he’s just straight-up taunting you. 

You feign nonchalance, only stealing glances at the thick appendage that stood out against his pale locks from time to time, but never really bringing it up to him, for now at least.

You hear the raindrops patter against the large windows of Sylus's room one afternoon. At least the heavy clouds are hiding the sun on top of the dark curtains drawn, and it makes Sylus's rest a little more comfortable. 

He's sound asleep beside you on his bed, but you're seated up on your phone, the sound of the rain also slowly luring you to grow sleepy. You stretch a little, careful not to wake the male beside you. Sylus grunts softly, and you feel his hair tickle your thighs.

Through your peripherals, something catches your attention. The black on white is undoubtedly hard to miss.

Now that Sylus seems dead asleep, you're considering taking a chance to take a closer look at his horns, and maybe even touch them. 

Carefully, you shift your weight closer to Sylus, monitoring his expressions and movements. When the coast is clear, you lean closer, staring at his horns with much amazement. It's a lot different now that you're this up close to admire them. 

His horns aren't simply a simple shade of jet black–at different angles, you notice how the scales of his horns shimmer like an oil spill under the soft light. Close up, the base of his horns are thick, and as it extends, it curls, almost fully wrapping around his head. 

“So pretty”, you mutter to yourself. Your fingers are reached out as if by instinct, barely inches away from touching his pretty crown. 

You pause, weighing the risks of attempting to touch his horns. How fucked would you be if you actually did? 

Your eyes scan Sylus’s calm sleeping face. He doesn't seem to have even noticed his horns have grown out. 

“It’s just a little touch, he won't feel it anyways”, you convince yourself softly, your resolve firming as your curiosity begins to bubble over your rationale.

You let your fingers brush his horn, feeling the cold and scaly texture beneath your fingertips. Your eyes are sparkling in amazement even more, now that your curiosity has been satisfied. You press your fingertips onto the appendage, enjoying how nice and cool it feels to the touch.

Just then, you hear Sylus groan slightly. Your hand immediately retracts before you fully freeze, watching the way he presses his head against your leg, his eyebrows slightly scrunched before it returns back to relaxed. 

Close call. 

You obviously don’t learn your lesson, because your fingers are on his horns almost immediately once more. You grow more curious about the feeling of running your palm across his horns this round. 

So you do.

Your hand starts from the thick base, and you stroke it, following the horn's curl, enjoying the way the texture of the scales run smooth under your palm.

And then Sylus makes a sound beneath you. You squint in curiosity, wondering if you heard it right.

So you run your hand from his tip to the base this time. 

And this time, Sylus lets out another moan. You definitely did not hear wrong. 

Your cheeks are slowly flushing when you realise what you're doing to him. But for some reason, it makes you want to do it more.

So this is why he doesn't want you touching his horns? 

With a cheeky smile, you run your fingers along his horns in various ways and places, eliciting more pretty and erotic reactions from Sylus. 

You giggle to yourself, trying to ignore how he's making you aroused with all the noises he's making with every stroke you give his horns. 

You want to go for the next round, wondering how far you can take this.

Obviously not very far, because the next time you do, Sylus’s hand catches your wrist before you're about to touch his horns again.

He stares at you with half-lidded eyes, pink dusted on his cheeks and his breathing shallow.

“Are you having fun, kitten?” He asks with a frown.

Fuck.

You feign a smile, trying to wave your hand from his grip, of course, your attempts futile. 

Sylus’s other arm curls around your thighs, locking you from leaving the bed while Sylus lets his sleep leave his body from the rude interruption. 

“Denying me of satisfying my curiosity only makes it worse”, you shrug. Well, if only Sylus had just let you have a little touch…

The corner of Sylus’s lips pull up to a half smirk. 

“Right”, Sylus replies, a hint of annoyance and something else laced in his tone before he shifts above you in one swift motion, trapping you underneath him on his bed. 

“Then, I'm sure you don't have to be reminded that actions have consequences?”

You swallow hard. 

His hand that grabbed yours is placed on his chest, and he forces you to trail down his body, feeling his thick chest, then his abs under your touch, all the way down until he stops you right on his thick erection.

“You should take responsibility, don't you think?” Sylus asks with a raised eyebrow. 

You know it's pointless even attempt to escape when he’s devouring your lips like he hasn't eaten in days. It's so intoxicating. You would never admit your greed, but Sylus knows you well enough to feed you so good. You want to pull him so impossibly close.

In between breathless kisses, your warm hands trail from his biceps to his shoulders, to his neck, and right to his hair.

You test waters–letting your fingers rake through his hair, grazing the base of his horns. You get his green light when he doesn't swat you off, on the contrary, it makes Sylus grow more desperate in the kiss.

You confidently stroke his horn, from base to tip once more, and the moans that leave Sylus’s lips sound like fucking heaven. 

His crimson eyes finally meet yours, and he almost looks like he's in pain. 

“If you keep doing that–ngh–” Sylus trails off with another strained moan when the sensation of you stroking his horn buzzes right to his cock that he has shut his eyes to hold back. 

“This?” you tease, sliding your palm down to his base once more, rubbing the scaly appendage, watching him failing at trying to keep his composure. 

“Fuck”, he hisses, diving into your lips once more, eating you up. 

He pulls away briefly, pressing his lips just below your ear.

“You’re gonna be taking responsibility, kitten.”

He presses himself close onto you, so close that you feel his cock just pulsing against your pelvis, only separated by his black sweats. Sylus takes your chin in his fingers and steals your breath away once more, uncontrollably grunting with every stroke your hands play with his horns. You feel his cock twitch, then pulse before the feeling of warmth spreads across your skin, accompanied by a long, drawn out moan in your mouth.

It makes you dizzy with bliss, realising what you've done to him. 

Sylus pulls away once more, catching his breath, his eyes reflecting something more feral when you met his. 

But all you do is flash a cheeky smile at him, letting your fingers caress his cheek. 

His fingers tug at the waistband of your shorts and he yanks them off, almost growing feral for the second time when his eyes meet the sight of the way your pussy is glistening so much that a wet and thin string of arousal sticks itself in between your pussy and your soaked panties. 

Well, Sylus is holding the short end of the stick anyway, because when he tugs his sweats down, your heartbeat accelerates as your eyes land on his cock–thick, red and completely covered in white and thick cum, some staining his underwear, twitching slightly with dribbles of cum seeping past his cockhead when the fabric brushes past his balls. 

He looks so fucking delicious when he's messy like that. Shit.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself, staring at me like that”, he teases. He doesn't even look embarrassed.

“Maybe I should play with your horns more often”, you reply with a smile. Sylus narrows his eyes at you, his expression mixed with annoyance and affection. His fingers press against your soaking clit, enjoying the way the smile on your face gets wiped, replaced with a contorted expression of pleasure when he rubs it in slow circles. 

“I’m strongly against that idea, sweetie”, Sylus responds, leaning in to take in the expression of your mind slowly growing dumb and blank just from his slender fingers rubbing you out. “It’ll give you a little too much leverage over me.”

Through the hazy and building pleasure, you still manage to reply, “that's the whole point.”

Sylus only smiles at your reply, his fingers leaving your clit. You're about to protest, that is, until he grabs you by your hips, dragging you closer to him, then pressing your knees to your chest, before his wet cock slowly enters you from below. He watches your face contort in pleasure–your eyes rolling back and your eyebrows furrowed–while soaking in the fucking delicious feeling of your cunt warm and wrapped around his cock. 

“S-so good”, you whimper, his fullness knocking out any ounce of breath and sense out of you at a dangerous pace the his cock inches even deeper into you.

“Such a nice and warm pussy hole”, Sylus grits, pushing himself even deeper, his control slipping when he's buried himself all the way in. “Fuck, you're so good for me, kitten.”

You're clawing his pillows when Sylus starts fucking you, and you're looking at Sylus with such a glazed out expression–and you know it drives him fucking crazy. His palm rests on the bulge that his cock is pushing every time he enters you, and it makes your thighs shake. Your moans grow in pitch and tone on top of the sounds of lewd wet skin slapping. 

He lets you wrap your legs around his waist in return for letting him scatter love bites across your neck.

So you decide that it’s the perfect time to aim for his sensitive spots once more.

Your fingers tug against his scalp, then alternating to stroking his horns once more, throwing Sylus into another round of pleasured daze. 

You feel his cock fill you up even more, and it makes you greedy to how far you can push it.

“I really should make you regret this”, Sylus mutters, failing to suppress another groan when your fingers scratch against the base. 

His thrusts become more like ruts, his cockhead hitting your g-spot over and over as payback. Sylus sprouts a satisfied smirk as he watches you completely come undone on his cock. You throw your head back while stars flicker in and out of your vision. The pleasure is growing so fucking good that you're choking on your moans too. 

“Right there! Fuck, that feels so fucking good, Sylus”, you sob through wet lashes and heavy pants. 

Sylus is mesmerised by your pretty expressions and the pretty sounds you always make for him when he's breaking you apart. 

Maybe you finding out about his sensitive horns is his punishment for indulging in these sick pleasures. Nonetheless, he still wouldn't have any other way.

Your hands find his horns once more, and he falters for a split second. But he doesn't shake you off since he's much too focused on trying to force an orgasm out of you.

Your pussy squeezes him before it starts uncontrollably fluttering against his cock. Ah, his goal is slowly being fulfilled.

As your orgasm dangles above you, you react with periodical squeezes on his cock and his horns, which definitely draws a much larger reaction from Sylus. 

“So close”, you whine, your orgasm slowly filling the crevices of your brain, plunging you deep into pleasure. Your cunt clenches on his cock, and you unintentionally yank his horns.

Sylus fucking growls, pressing himself so fucking deep into you, his cum fucking spurting into you–so much that some is leaking out from your plugged pussy hole and onto the bed. 

He pulls his cock out momentarily, letting his cum ooze from his cockhead, his eyes darting to the loads seeping out of your hole, before he slides his cock into you once more. You gasp at the fullness, another squeeze to his horns, which only stimulates Sylus once more, and his cock fills you up with another warm and sticky load. 

He’s panting, but he musters his energy to meet your eyes. 

“Sweetie”, he calls out to you amidst his dick attempting to take over his brain. “If you don't get your hands off, your pussy won't be able to hold anymore, I guarantee.”

He's met with a fucked-out and sly grin from his partner. 

“And I thought you enjoyed challenges.”

Your knees were supported by a lush pillow as you knelt on the floor, completely naked, your mouth was full. Slyus and Astarion decided it was time to finally have fun with you. They stood above you, fully naked, their hard cocks in your mouth.

Your cheeks stretched and saliva ran down your chin as you took them both, your fingers circling your clit eagerly. Both pulled out, Slyus stepped back for a moment as he pumped his cock, his eyes never leaving yours as you took Astarion's cock into your mouth.

The vampire sighed as you sheathed yourself on him, the head of his cock touching the back of your throat, you withdrew with a gag, leaving his cock slick with saliva. Astarion bit his lip, he tangled his fingers into your hair as you sucked him, hollowing your cheeks, bobbing your head back and forth.

You swirled your tongue on the underside of Astarion's length, making him moan for you. You remained eye contact with him, your make up running down your cheeks as the tears in your eyes welled, they were big and made you gag, but you loved every second of it.

Despite wanting to continue to feel the warmth of your mouth around his cock, Astarion withdrew himself with a whine. You took the time to recover, catching your breath.

After you had a bit of time, Slyus approached you and stood above you, you didn't hesitate to grab the base of his cock, he groaned in response, twitching your hand. You licked a long strip up his cock from his balls to his head, he shuddered and moaned softly. It took every fiber in his being to not thrusted forward and start fucking your throat. He was a degenerate, sure, but he was still respectful. He fought off his instincts, opting for grabbing your hair instead.

You started slow as you took him into your mouth, filling your throat with his length, his legs nearly gave out as you took him whole. Astarion smirked beside the two of you.

"That's a good girl, swallow the bard's cock, darling." He purred making you moan, the vibrations made Slyus falter. You felt him tense, you rested your hands on his thighs and went faster, taking him down your throat, making him crumble.

Slyus threw his head back, moaning loudly. Astarion bit his lip as he watched, pumping his cock slowly.

When you started to gag, you withdrew and let go of Slyus's cock with a loud pop. He sighed as he took a moment to recover. You stood slowly, you turned to Astarion and kissed him deeply, he didn't hesitate and wrapped his arms around your waist.

Slyus once himself again, came up behind you, he rested his hands on your shoulders, he leaned down kissing your neck. You could feel his fangs teasing your skin, then he started to suck on your pulse point, giving you a love bite.

Astarion's hands roamed your body, he ran his hands down your spine before finally settling on your ass, he gave your cheeks a firm squeeze before giving them a hard smack, making you moan into his mouth.

Slyus ran his hands down your shoulders, he reached under your armpits and wrapped his arms around your chest, massaging your breasts. He rolled your nipples between his fingers, earning a yelp from you, making Astarion chuckle.

Slyus moved across your neck and shoulder, leaving love bites all over your skin as his hands continued to work on your breasts. Astarion's tongue swirled around yours as he kissed you deeper. You held onto him, you felt his cock twitching against your pelvis while Slyus's cock twitched against the small of your back.

Both men were leaking precum, eager for more, but drawing it out as long as they could. Astarion pulled away from you, allowing you to catch your breath.

You turned around and faced Slyus now, once you recovered and got your breath back, he crashed his lips into yours, eagerly searching for your tongue, once he found it, not only did he use his to stimulate it, but he sucked on it too, earning a long moan from you.

Astarion glided to his knees, he massaged your ass, he gave your cheek a chaste kiss before he started to stimulate your aching cunt. You broke Slyus's kiss as you cried out, you held onto the half elf's shoulder.

Astarion's tongue dragged along your folds, his lips pursing as he sucked your cunt. You shuddered as you buried your face into Slyus's chest, he held you and chuckled. Your legs quivered as Astarion's tongue plunged inside you. Slyus being the cheeky bastard he was, snaked his hand between the two of you and rubbed your clit, you clung to him and stuck your ass out, giving Astarion better access.

"Be a good girl and cum for us, hm?" Slyus whispered against your ear, your legs trembled, your breath ragged as you felt the heat pooling in the pit of your stomach. Slyus got in an awkward position just to suck your nipples, that stimulation was what brought you to your orgasm.

You wailed as you came, you trembled violently, losing your balance, Slyus stopped sucking and stood to catch you, your nectar covered Astarion's mouth, he lapped up every drop he was offered.

Once you came down from your high, Astarion stood, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Slyus led you to the bed.

Astarion was the first to lay down, he grabbed your waist and pulled you against his chest, you could feel his hard cock pressing against your back. He leaned back, taking you with him.

Slyus got on the bed next, he got between your legs, pushing them open and holding them there. Astarion on the other hand, ran his fingers along your slick heat, you shuddered, still sensitive, but you liked it.

Slyus put your legs over his shoulders, before settling between your legs, he tucked his arms under you, holding you still. Astarion helped out by using both hands to spread your lips, you moaned. Slyus dragged the flat of his tongue against your wet heat. You shuddered and tried closing your legs, by Slyus's body was preventing that.

He lapped his tongue against your folds like a man starved, Astarion held you open, moaning with both of you, his cock twitching against you still. Slyus rutted lazily into the mattress as he ate you out. His nose brushing your clit every once in a while, making you buck your hips or to the best of your ability.

Slyus moved his mouth from your cunt to kiss along your inner thighs, he looked up at you then, his crimson eyes asking for your permission. You knew almost immediately what he was asking. You nodded your head, your mind still swimming with lust.

Astarion kissed your jaw and whispered against your ear,

"Use your words, darling. We do not bite unless we hear you consent." He reminded you. You swallowed the lump in your throat and looked down at Slyus between your legs. His eyes still glimmering mischievously.

"I want you to bite me, Slyus." You said as clearly as you could, the bard smiled and turned back to your inner thigh, his fangs punctured your skin. You shuddered as you moaned for him. Slyus held your thigh as he drank from you, his moans increasing in pitch and his rutting getting quicker.

Astarion let go of your lips for the time being and ran his hands up your body, he massaged your breasts, making you lean into him, moaning. Slyus pulled off you, his lips painted red, he licked his lips before licking his bite on your thigh. Closing the wound almost immediately.

He sat up on his knees, keeping your legs open. You looked at him with Astarion, who smirked. Slyus slid into you easily, you were soaking for them. You and Slyus both let out long moans as he filled you. Astarion bit his lip and spread your lips once more, you shuddered, and your hips bucked instinctively.

Slyus held your legs open as he drove into you, the curve of his cock allowed him to reach deep inside you, the tip of his cock kissed your cervix while gliding against that sweet spot that made you crumble.

Astarion kissed your neck and just like Slyus had, started to suck on your pulse point, also leaving love bites along your neck and shoulders. Slyus moved one hand from your leg to use his thumb against your clit.

You arched into him and cried out for him, Slyus kept his eyes on you, watching your expressions. You closed your own eyes and lolled your head, Astarion moved one hand from your cunt and grabbed your jaw.

He made you look towards Slyus,

"Look at the beautiful bard, darling. Watch him as you fucks you." Astarion said in a lewd tone, you whimpered as you watched the bard. His eyes were half lidded, his thrusts were erratic, he was enjoying you.

Slyus had the full intent to fuck you a bit longer before allowing Astarion a turn with you, but then you surprised both of them with a request.

"I want you both." You rasped suddenly, Slyus's thrusts stopped completely as he looked at you, perplexed, Astarion craned his neck to look at you better.

"Excuse me?" He said, you still felt his hard cock against your back, you craved them both.

"I want you both." You said more clearly, your cheeks suddenly growing hot. You grew shy as you looked at them and added,

"At the same time."

"Are you sure?" Slyus asked you,

"Darling, are you sure you can handle that?" Astarion said, though the teasing in his voice was apparent. You had made your decision and nodded your head meekly as you looked between the two vampires.

They exchanged a look with each other briefly before obliging with your request. Slyus pulled out of you for a moment as you got adjusted, you laid completely on Astarion now as he laid down.

"Try to be gentle." You asked them, they nodded considerately. Slyus walked on his knees to you, he slapped his cock on your cunt and slid himself against your slick heat. Astarion meanwhile, licked his fingers getting them wet, he moved to your ass, and you tensed, realizing you weren't clear.

"I meant both of you in my cunt." You blurted out, now that really got their attention,

"We're the same size, darling. I'm not sure that would work." Astarion told you,

"Can you try?" You asked, your voice was on the edge of begging them.

"We can, but if it's too much tell us, and we'll stop." Slyus told you with a kind smile. You melted, both of them were so considerate and sinful at the same time, it made you weak.

"I will." You agreed. Slyus lined himself up and pushed into you first, then Astarion was careful as he followed, much to the surprise of you all, both of them were able to sheath themselves inside your cunt.

You moaned low and flexed your fingers against nothing, loving the feeling of being filled up. You were so wet, that both of them were able to move freely. Astarion and Slyus moaned in sync with you and each other.

Both of their cocks worked inside you, stretching you wide and hitting your sweet spot, you were writhing and whimpering. You held your breasts and massaged them yourself as the two vampires started to fuck you.

Slyus dug his nails into the skin of your thighs, his brow furrowed and his fangs fully exposed, he was moaning loud, he loved it. Astarion was groaning beneath you, quieter, but loud enough for you to hear. His nails dug into your hips as he bucked his hips up into you.

Slyus's hips snapped forwards in quick succession, he started to stutter with his movements.

"Fuck me harder!" You wailed, giving them permission. Both of them went hard and faster.

Astarion still holding your hips as he fucked you, growled into your ear.

"Look at you, darling." He rasped, the bard spoke next,

"Taking both of our cocks like a good girl." Slyus finished the sentence. You whimpered at their words. Astarion grazed your neck, teasing your skin with his fangs.

"Darling, may I?" He asked, you nodded as you spoke,

"Yes, you may." You replied as clear as you could muster. Astarion didn't hesitate a moment longer and bit into your neck. You wailed while he moaned into you.

Slyus leaned down, still driving his cock into you. He met your lips with his, his tongue brushed your lips asking for access, you opened your mouth further and his tongue plunged into your mouth. He brushed against the roof of your mouth before swirling his tongue on the underside of your own.

You moaned into the kiss, holding on to him, he folded you as he put your leg over his shoulder to fuck you deeper. You cried into his mouth because that made Astarion go deeper too.

Astarion drank from you greedily, growling ferally into you as he got closer to the edge. Slyus's movements began to falter, he was getting really close too.

As they fucked you deep, kissing you and drinking from you, you crumbled and your second orgasmed crashed into you like a tidal wave. You broke Slyus's kiss, screaming their names. You contracted tightly, turning both vampire men carnal. They fucked you even harder and faster as you rode out your orgasm, coating both of their cocks with your nectar.

"Fuck." Slyus rasped, his hips stuttered, and he whimpered pathetically, Astarion pulled from your neck, moaning loudly.

"It feels so good." He whined as he fucked up into you, Slyus dragged his nails down your thighs, you could feel both of them tensing. They were going to cum any second now, you could sense it.

Much to your surprise, you felt a third orgasm, it came quickly because both men were hitting your sweet spot constantly, you announced it.

"I'm going to cum again." You whined as you clung to Slyus, your third orgasm was mind shattering as you arched your body, you spasmed and cried out. Again, you contracted tightly, this time you squirt on both of the vampires, making them feral.

"Darling, fuck, I'm close." Astarion whimpered he was right there, he looked at Slyus and he too was right there.

The knots in their stomachs started to unravel as you still orgasmed,

"Where can we cum?!" Slyus blurted out suddenly,

"Inside me!" You wailed, both Astarion and Slyus let out guttural cries as they both shot thick ropes of their seed into you, filling you up. Their bodies spasmed, their fangs fully exposed to you, and their toes curling tightly. Their cocks twitching as they emptied themselves into you.

When you all came down from your highs, both of them pulled out of you, their seed pooling out of you. You felt so empty and whined from the loss. Astarion rolled you off him and laid you beside him, Slyus laid on the other side of you.

Your bodies were slick with sweat, you panted heavily as your heart continued to drum inside your chest. Astarion kissed your jaw and Slyus kissed your shoulder.

"What a pleasant surprise." Astarion smiled against you,

"Definitely surprised us, you little minx." Slyus smirked. You smiled at them, still breathless.