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"I'll tell you when to do it," Tav assured him, kissing his neck. "I'd rather not be sucked dry in the middle of nowhere, but there are worse ways to experience it."

Astarion nodded. He had just fed and was confident he wouldn't lose control.

Tav rolled off of him and lay on her back, raising a suggestive eyebrow. He wasted no time in placing himself over her, but abstained from sliding into what he knew would be the tightest and best cunt in the world.

He lowered himself and placed his lips against her sex again, inhaling and licking. She had grown more potent with every passing moment, leaving him nearly drunk with desire. He nudged his nose against her clit as his tongue explored her, quickly bringing her to release.

He kissed up her stomach, a trail of glistening wetness left behind him. He tenderly placed a hand around her breast and brought his tongue to her nipple. Swirling his tongue around it, he felt her tense and relax beneath him. Putting it between his teeth and biting took the breath out of her lungs. He nibbled and sucked on each tender tip, lost in the moment, until she grabbed his hair and brought her face to his.

"I want you. Now," she whispered impatiently.

Astarion guided his tender and throbbing cock between her legs and to her sex. He stimulated her with his tip before slowly beginning to ease in. She was tight. Deliciously tight. And wet. His mind went blank and he gently eased himself into her, slowly dipping in and out. He closed his eyes and focused his thoughts on goblins. Trees. Dirt. He had lost track of how many times he had cum this night but felt himself immediately on the edge. She wrapped her legs around him and he placed his arms on either side of her.

Tav was grateful he hadn't plunged into her full force. That was never pleasant, and men who did that deserved the wall. Astarion was wonderfully thick for her, filling her but not stretching her into misery. Fully inside her, he moaned and bit his lip. His arms trembled.

"Astarion," she whispered.

"Yes, my love?" he muttered. Goblins. Trees. The filthy inn. The wizard.

Tav clenched her muscles around his cock and grinned. He nearly lost his balance.

"My darling," he whispered, kissing her forehead. "I'm not going to last very long if you torture me so."

Tav had learned a trick or two in her days. She gripped his jaw in her hand and stared into his eyes.

"You're not going to cum until I say so."

Astarion looked back. Something fell away in him. The edge vanished. It wasn't a spell or any sort of magic, only the power of suggestion between two people in an intimate moment.

He began moving his hips, able to focus on the feeling of pleasure without the fear of spilling over. As she clenched her cunt around him again, he threw his head back and moaned to the stars.

Tav placed her hands on his waist, a surprising but welcome gesture. She had been right, it did feel wonderful. She felt his muscles move beneath his skin, moving to pleasure her.

She rolled them both over, somehow without breaking their contact, and pinned his hands beside his head. He wasn't making enough noise for her tastes. She wanted him to sing. She brought her lips to his ear as she rode him.

"Astarion," she whispered. The next words that came surprised her as much as they did him, but they were honest.

"I don't think I'll ever want anyone else again."

She bucked her hips and forced his cock to massage her sweet spot, digging her nails into his wrists. He moaned.

"You make the most wonderful noises…" she murmured, nibbling his earlobe. "You smell so sweet, and taste even better…"

Astarion's head swam. He forced the words out.

"I don't want anyone else. This is it. I could die right now without regret."

"Then you're mine, and I'm yours," she spoke softly.

"I'm yours," he repeated. "All yours."

Tav kissed him, tenderly. He moaned into her mouth. There was no one else in this god forsaken existence that would have tricked hunters for him. There was no one else that bargained with their patron. She was honest with him and shattered his tacky facade like no one else.

She pulled away.

"I hate to ruin a tender moment, but may we resume the act?" She had stopped moving her hips. He was still hard inside her.

Astarion laughed. She had the tact of an ogre at times, but adored the eagerness in her. She resumed riding him, and he watched in awe. Her breasts bounced gently as she lowered herself over him. He felt her muscles begin to tighten, but the desire to climax was still missing. The pleasure was all there as her muscles clenched around him, gripping and releasing. Her moan was beautiful. She was beautiful.

He rolled them over again, keeping himself inside her. While she relaxed around him, he nipped at her neck, avoiding the use of his fangs. She sighed with pleasure, coaxing him by digging her nails into his scarred back. Maybe she would leave scars over it. What a tribute.

She wrapped her legs around him again, eager for him to move inside her. Every thrust was smoothed by her nectar. She angled herself against him, pressing her mouth to his neck and sinking her teeth into his flesh. He moaned, the pleasure and pain too great to hold in. He pumped into her hard, forcing her teeth to tear at his skin.

Again, she climaxed around him and a shuddering sound was moaned into his neck. She opened her eyes and realized she had broken the skin and tenderly lapped up his blood. It was extremely bitter, but she loved it.

Tav slowly adjusted them, pushing Astarion back into a sitting position and settling onto to his lap. While riding him, she looked into his eyes. He looked back, mouth open and eyes full of desire.

"Are you ready to do what I asked you to?" she asked softly.

"Of course."

"After I give you the word, I want you to fuck me hard. You can cum right after I do."

Desire rushed back into his body. His breath hitched in his chest and he nodded. He suddenly felt how wet she was again.

Tav threw her hair over her shoulder, exposing her neck to him. His mouth watered again.

"Okay. Do it."

Astarion rose, separating them for the first time in what felt like hours. He lifted her into his arms, pressing her sex onto his stomach and carrying her a few short steps to an oak tree. He rested her against it. She seemed intrigued and wrapped herself around him.

He slid himself back inside her, bringing his lips to her neck. He sunk his fangs as deep as he could into her, knowing she would ask for more until he did. He moaned, her blood bubbling around his lips and spilling onto her chest. It trailed down her stomach.

He delivered on his promise. He thrusted into her over and over again, leaving his teeth in her neck. Tav's nails drew rivers of blood over the scars on his back, an unintentional act of liberation from her.

She gasped and moaned, reaching a pitch before jerking his head off of her neck and forcing her lips against his. She tasted herself again against his moans. Not just in her blood, but in his tongue and in his lips.

Tav sank her teeth into Astarion again, losing control and piercing this skin. He drove himself into her fiercely and repeatedly. She began to clench around him, and her teeth sank deeper into him. He felt a strange twinge, and imagined she must have hit a nerve. She could have it.

Her mouth coated in the taste of bitter blood, she climaxed. She cried his name out into his neck, her breath hot and short.

Astarion could barely think. He returned his teeth to her neck and sank his fangs in again, feeling her tighten around him. She whispered his name in his ear and sent him over the edge. All of the moans that had been trapped by whatever power of suggestion she had used on him escaped. He whined and begged into her neck as he thrust. He knew he could cum now, but he didn't want to yet. He wanted her to sink her teeth into him again. He wanted to taste their blood on their tongues. He wanted her to dig her nails into him and say his name again.

He pulled away and turned his head, offering the unmarred side to Tav wordlessly. She didn't need words to understand, and the desire she felt was far from sated. She bit him again and raked her fingers through his hair as he fucked her, lifting her teeth from him only to moan his name into his ear to ellicit the beautiful whines and moans in her own ear.

Nails dug into his back again. He felt pride. His cock and his teeth had brought her over the edge, and he felt his own climax approach. Astarion pressed his lips to Tav's, the taste of their blood mingling strangely but enticingly. She bit his lip, sucking gently and raising her eyes to his.

He moaned into her mouth as he came. Stars flashed behind his eyes. All he could taste was new blood and all he could feel was Tav.