*Story deviates from original plot at this point. I hated the Moonrise Towers quests and refuse to participate :)
Despite Gale's grating voice and incessant commentary, he was an effective ally on the battlefield. In between studying Mystra's tits and her cunt, he'd learned a thing or two about magic. His spells quickly cleared the hordes of ugly goblins and freed the way to the druid, Halsin.
Halsin turned out to be just as useless as the other druid's. He rambled about Moonrise Tower and insisted they hurry there to destroy Ketheric Thorm after breaking the news he could do nothing for the rot spreading in their brains.
Gale thanked him anyway, waving like an idiot as Halsin made the trek back to the grove.
"Well? Moonrise Tower?"
"I'm not doing that shit," Tav said flatly. "I don't run errands for druids, especially when the relation between our issue and theirs is minimal. This Thorm guy is probably playing around with necromancy and it's upsetting them."
"It is just one man," Karlach agreed. "Even if he is tied to the absolute nonsense, he won't lead us to a cure."
"He's probably got an army of brainwashed dummies waiting to kill fools like us," Astarion added. "That hulking moron that just left could have been part of them."
"Then what do you propose?" exhaled Gale, exasperated.
"Baldur's Gate. It's the closest major city and the most likely to have someone that can help us," Tav offered. "I found a teleport scroll on that drow."
"Well, why didn't you see that sooner!" Gale perked up. "Any objections?"
Astarion was nervous, but shook his head no. He would be closer to Cazador and his spawn sooner than he had hoped for. He hoped whatever Tav had up her sleeve would work.
They appeared ten steps from the inn Gale had assured they would love, after a long winded story about his youth and time he'd spent in Baldur's gate. Astarion was ready to drive a nail into his ear by the time Gale finally opened the scroll to send them on their way.
The inn, like Gale, had aged. Unlike Gale, Tav was happy to rush inside it. Rain poured from the sky above, lightning cracking over the sea.
"Four rooms, please," Gale spoke to the woman behind the counter. "Charge it to the Dekarios account."
"Three rooms," Tav corrected, sliding her arm around Astarion's waist and laying her fingers over his stomach.
Astarion's cheeks burned. He hadn't expected her to do this. He felt no shame in the relationship. In fact, he wanted to tell the world. He was just so surprised. Why now?
Karlach laughed and bumped Tav's arm with her gloved knuckles.
"Some of those warlock tricks, eh? You'll have to fill me in so I can catch one of those someday."
"Not this time. Just feminine ingenuity," Tav winked. "I'll share my secrets, though I doubt you'll ever find one like this."
Karlach scanned him with her eyes. His face was hot. Tav was bragging about him.
"I think I see it," Karlach nodded.
The woman behind them directed them to their rooms, a flustered Gale trying to compose himself. He had HEARD them going at it. Was he going to have to hear them again? When he realized their room was next door to his, he grimaced.
Tav threw herself face first onto the wide bed. The blankets and pillows smelled like soap. Gale had mentioned something about needing to take care of some business over the next few days and had no plans for them. Tav planned to leave the bed as little as possible, letting her aching joints sink into the mattress.
"Tav, darling," Astarion spoke, seated at the edge of the bed while taking his boots off.
"Mrph." Tav didn't lift her face.
"What did you tell Karlach?" he smiled. He wondered how much the tiefling knew.
Tav turned her head.
"She asked me how I tricked you into fixing my tent. Said it was warlock magic."
"Laziness, more like," Astarion chided.
"Should I have not said anything? I can avoid the subject with her if it bothers you," Tav replied.
"No, no, you're fine my love," he answered, laying beside her. "I like hearing you talk about me."
"I noticed. You turned bright red. Gale almost had a heart attack."
"Wish he would have," Astarion hissed, a smirk pulling his lips up. "I'd love to see him keel over and finally stop talking."
"Can you talk dirty to me later? I'm about to fall asleep," Tav chuckled drowsily. She pulled herself closer to him, burrowing her face in his side.
"Tav! There's a bath house across the street. You joining me?" Karlach called through the door. They had made a habit of bathing together, one she enjoyed. Tav was funny little thing.
"Coming!"
Tav rose and slipped her boots on, Astarion sleepily waving goodbye to her. Tav would hate to miss the opportunity to soak in a hot, fragrant bath.
Together, Tav and Karlach scurried across the street, rain still falling, and into the bath house. The air was heavy with steam and the clerk directed them down a hall, dropping towels into their arms and pointing to benches where they could leave their clothes.
They disrobed and stepped into the warm water of the large bath and relaxed on the sloping benches. On the opposite side, an elderly woman soaked, her head resting on the tile behind her.
"So?" Karlach asked, massaging her arms in the water. "How is he?"
Her eyebrows were raised suggestively.
Tav shivered and splashed herself in the face with the water.
"Incredible."
"Give me more details. I can't touch anyone until I find someone to fix my heart," she whined, tapping her chest.
Again, Tav found herself wanting to slide her fingers between the tieflings legs and pressing her lips to her burgundy nipple. She composed herself.
"He…" she struggled to find the words. How do you explain the sounds someone makes when there are no words?
Tav turned and furrowed her brows before speaking.
"Okay. Everyone has that thing they want to do with a partner. Don't tell me," Tav warned, "I'll try to do it to you. But you know what I'm talking about, right? It's different with everyone."
Karlachs cheeks turned a deeper red and she laughed.
"Alright, I know what you mean."
"He'll do it. Then I'll think of new things because I saw him do it. And he does those and wants more. I don't think he could do anything in front of me that wouldn't drive me wild."
"Tell me one thing," Karlach pushed.
Tav looked around, not wanting to force her words onto anyone unwilling. She leaned forward and whispered what they'd done with the scrolls she'd found near Karlach's burning ear.
"Oh! Wow, he's a freak! You're a freak!" Karlach laughed excitedly. "He did that? You didn't have to do anything to him?"
"Not a thing."
"Can't say I've thought of that, but I can't say I'd turn down that show either," Karlach spoke softly. "I've heard you two and knowing what I do now, it makes a lot more sense."
"He's noisy. I love it," Tav confessed, lifting her foot out of the water and lathering it.
"If I ever get this fixed…" Karlach trailed off, staring into the distance.
"You interested?" Tav chuckled. "I can ask."
Karlach's eyes widened. She hadn't been trying to approach that question…but gods was it appealing. Tav was stunning. Dark hair, dark eyes, skin like cream. Astarion was pretty. Just pretty. She and Tav shared their appreciation for long haired, soft skinned, pretty men.
"Know what? Ask. Who knows if I'll ever be able to," Karlach replied confidently. "But that seems like one of those things I'd regret missing out on."
"Hopefully we don't keep you up all night," Tav smirked.
"I'll enjoy myself in my own way," Karlach laughed, lifting her hand out of the water and wiggling her fingers. "Your room is between mine and Gale's, yeah?"
Tav returned to her room with Astarion, finding him as she had left him: face down on the bed. Silently, she removed her clothing in the darkness and laid over him, her skin still hot from the bath.
"Hello, love," he murmured into the linens. "How was your bath?"
Tav lifted his shirt up and pressed her skin against his back. He was cool to the touch, as always.
"Good. I missed you. I talked about you."
Astarion's eyes widened. He turned his head.
"Oh? All good things, I hope."
"Mostly about your cock. How thick it is, what you taste like. You know, girl stuff. She asked me about your shaft."
"She what?" Astarion rose, Tav rolling off him in a fit of giggles.
"No, she didn't say that," she replied, suppressing her laughter.
Astarion rolled his eyes, only a little disappointed his cock wasn't the point of conversation.
"Well, what did you talk about then?" he asked, climbing on top of her. "Don't spare me the details."
"Karlach said the same thing, funny enough," Tav mused. "She did want me to ask you something."
"What's that?"
"If she gets her heart fixed, she'd like to have a go at you. With me, of course. I wouldn't let anyone have you alone."
Astarion blinked. He didn't know the tiefling paid that much attention to him. Her face and horns appeared in his mine, her goading smile flashing white teeth. She was considerably taller and stronger than him. He had never experienced that.
"As always, no is a fine answer," Tav added, rubbing his chest under his shirt. "I wasn't sure how you would feel so I didn't promise anything."
"Are you interested?" Astarion asked. He thought he couldn't want anything more between them, but Karlach… Karlach's tongue over Tav's cunt… Karlach's strong legs wrapped around him…squeezing him…
"Yes. Very."
"She'll be happy to hear it, as am I," Tav muttered, trailing her fingers up and down his stomach. "Her room is right next door."
"Maybe she'll get a preview…?" Astarion said hopefully. Her watching them… another set of eyes on him… Tav had yet to turn him down for any request, but everyone had their limitations.
"You want me to go get her?"
Astarion nodded fervently.
Tav rose and pulled her robe around her before hurrying next door. She tapped her fingers against the wood before calling Karlach's name.
Karlach opened the door, a plate with a fork and a half eaten cake on it. Creamy white frosting was piled on top of it.
"I asked him about it," Tav said, edging her way in the room and shutting the door behind her. She did not want Gale to hear this and somehow invite himself.
"How'd that go?" Karlach asked, wistfully filling her mouth with a bite of cake.
"He's into it. Very into it," Tav said. "He asked me to… invite you over. Now. As a spectator."
Karlach shoveled another bite into her mouth, bringing the plate with her, as well as grabbing a bag that sat beside her bed.
"Lead the way."
Astarion had changed into what he hoped would be appealing while he listened intently for Tav's voice through the wall: a loose white blouse, open in the front, and loose fitting black trousers. He only heard murmuring before he sat at the edge of the bed.
He had never waited for something like this. Was he supposed to be doing something? He had already washed himself with a cloth and the water in the basin.
The door finally swung open and Karlach strolled in, a massive cake on a plate in one hand. He couldn't help but laugh.
"You laugh, but you haven't had the cake here," she teased, dropping into a plush chair across from the bed. "This is my second cake. Today."
"It's pretty good," Tav agreed, appearing behind Karlach and shutting the door. She swiped her finger over the frosting and sucked it off her finger.
Karlach playfully hissed at her before turning her gaze to Astarion.
"I don't think we've exchanged more than a dozen words, but here we are."
Astarion laughed nervously. He was so excited. The room warmed with Karlach in it.
Tav stepped around Astarion to toss a piece of wood into the low burning hearth. He stood, unsure what to do.
"Just stand there and look pretty for a minute," Tav said softly, prodding the fire with a poker.
"He's very pretty," Karlach echoed, fork sliding out from between her lips. "You're a full high elf, right?"
Astarion nodded.
"Usually your lot have a frigid look," she remarked. "Tav, what are you?"
"Quarter drow, quarter high elf." she answered. "Grandmother was drow on my mothers side, grandmother high elf on my fathers."
"You don't look drow at all, your skin is so pale," Karlach said, amused.
The small talk was driving Astarion insane.
Someone please touch me, he wanted to scream.
"My brother looks more drow. Luck of the draw, I suppose," she said nonchalantly. The fire had brightened the room considerably. Tav could clearly make out Karlach's features from where she stood.
"Can you see me alright? Not too dark?" Tav asked.
Karlach gave a thumbs up, mouth full.
Tav slid her robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. Karlach had seen her nude many times, but never in this intimate setting. Her nudity had been casual and situationally appropriate in the river and the bath. This was exciting.
She slowly approached Astarion from behind, her steps lingering on purpose. His shoulders tensed, feeling her coming near. She placed her hands over them and gently pushed them down before placing her lips to his neck. His eyes closed. He felt her teeth pinch around his skin and his trousers restrict him.
"Take off your shirt," Tav said softly.
He jerked it over his head and threw it on the floor before returning his arms to their sides.
"You were right," Karlach commented. "He's lovely."
Astarion felt color rise to his cheeks.
"Isn't he?" Tav said, placing kisses over his shoulders. "I can't wait to share him with you someday."
"I wouldn't have the patience you do," Karlach laughed. "I'd be riding his face by now."
"He'd like that," Tav answered, bringing her fingers to his lips and slipping her finger between them. "He's got such lovely lips, and is so good with this tongue."
Instinctively, Astarion closed his lips around her finger and ran his tongue over it. He could taste the frosting. He nodded slowly, confirming Tav's statement.
Karlach watched, taking one more bite before setting the cake on the table beside her and leaning forward intently. Tav's other hand smoothed over his waist and hips before resting above the waist of his trousers. She tapped her fingers gently and licked his neck, making him twitch.
Tav ran her hand over his covered erection, looking Karlach in the eyes as Astarion moaned softly. Karlach's eyes widened.
"You were right!" she cried joyously before lowering her voice and locking her eyes on Astarion's. "All she has to do is touch you and you lose your mind."
He held her gaze as Tav traced her fingers over his erection.
"He's begging for it, Tav," Karlach grinned. "Looks like he might cry."
"He's pretty when he cries, too," Tav said, bringing her lips to his ear and nibbling on his lobe. "But you're right. Astarion, remove your trousers, love."
Nervous, he pulled his pants down. His erection sprang out and bounced as he stepped out of his trousers.
"Aw Tav, look at that, he's perfect," Karlach purred. She could tell he enjoyed her talking about him as if he weren't there. "Nice and thick."
Tav pressed her body against Astarion's nude back and sank her teeth into his shoulder as she wrapped her fingers around his cock. He whined, pleading and needy.
"Tav do you mind if I…"
Tav looked up, and watched Karlach gesture at her clothing, and at the bag on the floor. She released her teeth.
"Not at all, I assumed you would," she responded. "We've got oil if you need it."
Karlach spilled the contents of the back on the table after she stripped, a vial of oil and a carved stone phallus rolled onto the table, polished to a gleam.
"Where'd you find that?" Tav asked, squeezing Astarion in her hand.
"Got it from the bath house," she grinned. "Woman behind the counter gave it to me on our way out. Surprised you didn't notice."
"May I see it for a moment?"
Karlach passed her the object. Tav weighed it in her hand before putting it into Astarion's.
"Use your mouth."
Astarion licked his lips and brought the stone cock to his lips. It was cold and heavy but warmed as he pushed it into his mouth and let it rest on his tongue.
"Don't be shy," Tav teased, pressing her nails into him. He moaned into the stone
He slid it back and forth over his lips, bringing it deeper every time.
Tav let go of his cock.
"Touch yourself."
Astarion gripped his cock with his free hand and pumped. He slid the stone over his tongue faster, bumping the back of his throat. Tav had stepped back and watched. Karlach had draped her leg over the side of the chair and began rubbing her clit. Tav noticed the glint of metal between her fingers.
"Do you have a piercing, Karlach?" she asked, curious.
Astarion wondered if they were ignoring him.
"I do. Got it done a few years ago. Feels great," she grinned.
Astarion wanted attention. He wanted them to see him. He gagged himself with the cock and felt their eyes on him.
Tav rested her head on Astarion's shoulder.
"How's it feel when a tongue runs over it?" she asked.
"Like bliss. Pulls just the right way," Karlach answered, shuddering. Tav's voice was doing something to her. Watching Astarion stroke himself and fuck his mouth was incredibly arousing. "This is just the beginning, isn't it? You two are going to blow my mind."
"Just the beginning," Tav sighed, slipping an oiled finger into Astarion. He moaned and gagged himself again, enjoying the feeling of being unable to control the reaction.
"You want him to cum?" Tav asked, flexing her finger inside. "He wont cum yet."
"Why not?"
"I haven't told him to. Do you want to?"
"Does it really work like that?" Karlach asked, breathing heavily.
"Tell him."
Tav sank her teeth deep into his neck. He whimpered. Karlach rubbed herself while speaking.
"Cum for me, pretty boy."
He pumped himself harder and faster, the stone deafening his whines and moans. Tav flexed her finger and he spilled over his fingers as he gagged himself again.
Astarion pulled the cock from his mouth, gasping for breath. Karlach's legs tensed together as she rubbed herself, her knees meeting as she climaxed. Her fluids escaped from her, squirting onto the floor.
"That will be fun," Tav remarked, her eyes wide with excitement. She had heard rumors that some women could do that, but had never seen it. She wondered how a face full of it would feel.
Karlach sighed and relaxed against the chair, taking the stone from Astarion who shyly returned it to her. Post orgasm, his sense of shame prickled vaguely. The pride he felt having performed for Karlach drowned the feeling out quickly.
"Stay here, but look at me," Tav instructed Astarion. She reclined on the bed, sliding two fingers between her legs and producing them. They were gleaming. Covered in her.
Astarion's mouth watered as he watched Tav lick her juices off her fingers.
"You'd drive me mad, Tav," Karlach sighed. "How does he just stand there?"
"He knows it's worth it," Tav replied. "He knows eventually I'll let him come closer. Astarion, put your knees on the bed."
He complied, slightly closer to Tav. He inhaled deeply through his nose. He could barely smell her. A whine escaped his throat.
"Come a little closer. Stay on your knees."
He inched closer, her smell getting stronger.
"Put your face where my hand is," she said softly, holding her hand a few inches above her cunt.
Shaking, he brought himself forward. She moved her hand and her aroma made his eyes roll back.
"Touch yourself."
He gripped his cock and stroked, to the point of tears. It had been less than a day since he had tasted her but he felt he would die if he went another moment without feeling her clench around his tongue.
"Oh, he's crying, that's lovely," Karlach muttered, slipping the toy inside herself. "Pretty tears from a pretty boy."
Tav watched her for a moment, the black stone almost dull against Karlach's vibrant skin. She turned back to her favorite. Her most precious. Her gem.
She spoke these words to him and he looked into her eyes, a smile forming on his lips.
"Use your tongue."
Astarion dove into her, his tongue sliding on her fluids. He pressed his face into her, eager to taste as much of her as possible. He pumped himself hard, using his nails against his skin.
As his tongue lapped inside her, Tav turned her head again. Karlach had fixed her eyes on Astarion moving his head back and forth, his tongue disappearing and reappearing. She drew the toy slowly in and out of herself, saving her second climax.
Tav looked down at Astarion and pulled his head up, moving his tongue to her clit. He began swiping it over her skin and flicking it against her pearl. He felt her lips engorge under him. He placed his lips over her and moaned.
"Astarion," Tav said softly. "Stop and look at me."
Karlach slowed her movements, listening.
"How long would you do this for?"
Astarion swallowed. His face shined.
"Forever. As long as you wanted me to. Please let me keep going."
"Good. Continue."
Tav shivered as he sucked on her clit, the image of his face covered in her and begging to taste her again thrilling. Karlach watched Tav's back begin to arch as her fingers tightened around Astarion's hair. She fucked herself harder with the toy.
"Are you going to sing for me?" Tav asked, her breath coming hard.
Astarion nodded, moaning his agreement.
Tav's back reached its fullest arch, and her legs tightened around Astarion's face. He felt smothered, loved it, and continued working until he felt her release. She stayed at this edge, glancing between him and Karlach. She felt incredible.
Astarion sucked her again and she came, his name the only thing to make it out of her mouth. He darted his tongue inside her, feeling her contract around him as he moaned.
Karlach shuddered and cried out, her legs spread wide as the stone pushed her into orgasm. She clenched around it, cumming in waves and splashing her fluids onto the floor again.
Tav pulled Astarion to her lips, forgetting Karlach was there for a moment and kissing him with a wealth of passion. He kissed her back, sighing softly. They parted, their lips sticky with Tav's cum.
"You two," Karlach sighed. "I had no idea."
Tav heard her words but could only focus on Astarion. She burned for him. She pulled his ear to his lips and whispered.
"Fuck me."
He gripped his cock and rubbed it along her sex. She was slick and ready for him, but he wanted to tease himself for just a moment. She was so pink and soft.
Astarion slid himself inside, nearly wailing as his length filled her.
A sudden pounding on the wall behind the bed jerked all of their heads in that direction.
"Do you mind?" a muffled Gale shouted. "I don't want to hear this."
Karlach threw her head back and moaned obnoxiously, grinning.
Astarion was lost in the gaze he shared with Tav.
Tav wrapped her legs around Astarion, lifting herself closer to him as he fucked her.
"Don't cum."
Karlach resumed pleasuring herself to the couple that apparently forgot her. The show was incredible and she didn't mind. She watched Astarions cock push into Tav and listened to him moan.
Tav pulled Astarion's neck down and sunk her teeth into it. To Karlach's surprise, Astarion moaned and closed his eyes as if she had just sucked him dry. He drove himself into her faster as she bit harder. Blood pooled around her teeth and she released, licking him clean. He groaned with every stroke of her tongue.
"Your turn," Tav hummed, turning her neck towards him.
He sank his fangs into her, her blood rushing to meet him. Letting his mouth fill before swallowing, he drank slowly. He lifted his head when he knew he would lose control, his face smeared with her sanguine fluid.
Karlach's eyes widened. Her left hand rubbed her clit and her right hand furiously pumped the stone cock inside. He should have been terrifying. She could see his fangs. But Tav had somehow broken him of the desire to bleed her dry. He threw his head back and whined, the taste of her blood fleeing too quickly.
Tav raked her nails down his back. They snagged on scars and reopened healing tissue. Astarion imagined his skin giving way to her. He wanted his whole body to give way to her. He thrust himself deeply in her and paused for a moment, feeling her heartbeat and his eyes roll back. He cried out.
Another knocking sound, this time from the door. Their heads all turned.
"Will you knock it off? I have half a mind to break this up myself."
Karlach rose, setting the toy on the table and wrapping a blanket around herself. She gestured for Tav and Astarion to stay where they are. They remained frozen.
Karlach opened the door.
"What, Gale? Kind of busy here."
"I have been listening to whatever has been going on in there for the past hour. I know it is against the city code to practice whatever-"
Tav grew bored of his voice quickly. She clenched her cunt hard around Astarion and he whined.
"Good boy. Sing for me," she said softly into his ear.
Gale looked around Karlach, trying to see inside the room. She stepped aside and gave him the full view.
Astarion was bloody. His mouth, his back. He was inside Tav and her legs were wrapped around him and he writhed as she moved beneath him.
The color drained from his face and he departed quickly.
"Great chat! Love you in my business!" Karlach called after him. She resumed her seat and activity, nonplussed by the annoying wizard.
Astarion resumed moving as soon as Tav loosened around him. He tilted himself to hit her sweet spot, rewarded with her eye contact and adoration.
"Astarion," Tav sighed.
"Yes, love?" he murmured.
"Are you ready to cum?"
"Yes, yes, please."
"After my next words."
He nodded, understanding. He drew himself in and out of her slowly, feeling her building up around him again. Her cunt was swollen and red. So close. He couldn't wait to feel her lose control around him.
Tav pulled him closer to her with her legs, encouraging him to move quicker. He slowly picked up the pace, hoping to build her up as high as he could. She writhed under him, one hand clawing at her breast and the other at his back.
"Astarion, I love you," she gasped.
He thrust himself in and out of her as rapidly as he could, halting only when she clenched around him so tightly he couldn't move. Only then did he release, a sobbing moan and a trail of saliva escaping his lips. He felt his vision grow dark for a moment and nearly toppled over but maintained consciousness.
Tav brought his lips to hers again, repeating herself.
"I love you. I love you. I love you."
Astarion whispered it back.
Karlach clapped slowly.