Gale had called for the whole party to meet at a restaurant to plan the next steps of their journey. He said he would arrive after the sixth bell, but the sixth bell had struck and Karlach, Tav, and Astarion sat around the table, waiting. Astarion to Tav's right, and Karlach to her left.

"Have you two been here before?" Karlach asked. "They only serve one dish a day and if you don't like it you're shit out of luck."

Astarion blushed. He HAD been there before. He recognized the dwarf that had served them their meal during the last visit. They were at a different table, but the tablecloth was the same.

"You alright, Astarion?"

Tav leaned and whispered into Karlach's ear. Astarion watched her lips move, and a grin break out over Karlach's face.

"You cheeky cunts! I'm not sitting in anything am I?" she asked.

"No, different table," Tav chuckled. "The one to your left."

Karlach turned and looked, hunching over and suppressing a giggle. She leaned forward and spoke softly.

"If you do that when Gale gets here, I'll pay for your meal."

Astarion wanted to melt into the floor.

"I can't, he's sitting next to me. My legs don't bend like that," Tav answered.

"Use your hand then, I don't care," Karlach replied, impatient. "You on board, pretty boy? You probably won't eat but I'll buy you a bottle of wine."

Astarion laughed nervously, wriggling in his seat. He should have said no, that would be inappropriate to do in a busy restaurant surrounded by people. So many people. So many eyes. He nodded.

Tav shook Karlach's gloved hand under the table.

Gale rushed up behind them, apologizing and taking his seat across from Tav.

"So sorry for the delay. Got caught up in some business in the counting house. Have we ordered yet?"

"No, we were waiting for you," Tav said. "Not a big deal."

The waiter arrived at their table.

"Tonight we're offering sausage and seafood gumbo," the bored half elf explained. "The sausage is a special blend from Waterdeep, and the shrimp are fresh caught from the bay. How many?"

"Three please," Karlach replied. "And a bottle of wine for my friend here. He's on a special diet."

"Two bottles, please. Glasses for us all," Gale added.

"Thank you very much," the waitress said, unable to hide her disdain for her work. "I'll have your meals out shortly."

"Well!" Gale clapped his hands. "I have some good news and some bad news. What do you want to hear first?"

"Bad news," Tav and Karlach answered.

Astarion held his hands down, forcing himself not to clap and mimic Gale. Gale had helped him get better. He wasn't going to start making fun of him again. Not right away, at least.

"Bad news it is then. I've been conducting research and haven't found anything helpful in removing the parasites."

"This better be some pretty good news," Karlach huffed.

"It is! A renowned doctor from Candlekeep will be within these city walls within the next tenday. I wrote to him and he is very interested in our condition and has agreed to dedicate himself to helping us while he's here."

Tav didn't see how that was good news. She didn't want some doddering old fool prodding around with her brain, but she'd make that decision when the time came.

"So… we'll be staying at the inn until then?" Karlach asked. "I know you're paying for it but this can't be cheap."

"Worry not! The Dekarios estate is well funded and will keep us housed. Should we need to stay longer, I can look into renting private quarters for us, but I feel it is important we stay close to each other until we have some answers. Any issues?"

They all shrugged. It was a fine enough plan. Karlach had been enjoying city life and reconnecting with old friends. She had been talking with blacksmiths and referred to some alchemists. She had things to do.

Tav and Astarion could keep themselves busy. They needed to obtain a marriage certificate and get rid of Cazador.

"Wonderful! So what have you all been up to?"

Tav slipped her hand under the table cloth and onto Astarion's leg. Any conversation she needed to pay attention to was over. She massaged him, pressing her nails into his tender inner thigh.

"Found someone to cool my heart down a bit," Karlach said, smiling. "Not nearly enough to be normal but I'm sleeping better. Don't wake up with burnt sheets around me. How about you, Gale? We've barely seen you."

"Busy, busy. Researching these parasites. Did you know there isn't a single library in this city that specializes in parasitic infection?" he replied. "I found half a shelf with a few dusty books, but not much in them."

Tav raised her hand up Astarion's leg and rested it over his cock. He was already hard, his erection pressing awkwardly against his trousers. She squeezed.

"Must be hard to run around town like that looking for books," Tav said. "We appreciate you doing that for us."

She nudged Karlach with her knee, then tugged the taut fabric over Astarion's erection. Carefully, he slid his hand under the table and freed himself. He returned his hand to the napkin he had been fidgeting with.

"Happy to do it for you all, and myself. We've been traveling together for a while and I've come to enjoy your company, warts and all," he said smiling.

The waiter returned with two bottles of wine and set glasses in front of them, disappearing without speaking.

"Pour me some wine, love?" Tav asked Astarion. She wrapped her fingers around his cock.

"Of course, darling," he said, pouring wine into her glass, then his own. He brought the glass to his lips and sipped. It didn't taste like piss.

Gale poured glasses for himself and Karlach. Tav sipped from her glass, disappointed.

"So you two are still… together?" Gale asked, unsure of what word to use. "Glad you haven't killed each other, I suppose."

"Not yet," Tav sang cheerfully, raising her glass to Gale.

Karlach laughed.

Tav stroked Astarion. He straightened in his seat and took a long drink from his glass.

"You're the only couple I've met that I've had that feeling about," Gale said, shaking his head. "Feeling like you two might rip each other apart. But you can't hate each other. You clearly don't."

Gale shuddered. He had heard them through the walls in the inn for over a week.

"I love him more than anything," Tav said, smiling. She raised her unoccupied hand, revealing the ring on her finger. "He asked me to marry him last night in the park. Set up a picnic and everything."

"What?!" Karlach cried. "Really? You two are too sweet! Gods, you're going to make me sick."

Astarion raised his hand, revealing the ring Tav and placed on his finger.

"How'd you manage that, Tav?" Gale asked. "You said he proposed last night. Were you out shopping today?"

Tav stroked him quicker, charmed by how proud he was to raise his hand and show off his ring.

"No, I actually found it in the sand at the beach when I came to after the crash," she said. "Seemed right to give to him."

The server returned, dropping their plates in front of them with a thud and taking off again.

Using her free hand, Tav spooned the gumbo into her mouth. The sausage wasn't spicy enough for her liking, but the broth was well spiced. The shrimp were tender.

Tav squeezed Astarion hard and pumped his shaft. She nudged Karlach with her knee again and Karlach looked over at Astarion, spoon in her mouth.

His eyelids were fluttering and one of his hands gripped a napkin. The other rested next to his glass of wine. He forced his eyes open, inhaling sharply.

"I'm just happy we're all here, together," Karlach said grinning. "It's so nice to be out with all these people."

"Isn't it?" Gale said after chewing on a piece of shrimp. "City life really is the best. Never a dull moment."

Shakily, Astarion refilled Tav's glass, then his own. He brought the glass to his lips and drank, hoping the wine would relax him a little. It wasn't working.

Tav kissed him on the cheek and whispered a thank you into his ear. He nodded, smiling.

Gale launched into a long winded story about the history of the city. Karlach shoveled food into her mouth, watching Astarion out of the corner of her eye and politely nodding at Gale every now and then.

Tav gently drew her nails against his cock before taking him in her fingers and pumping him again. She pinched his head and pulled her fingers down his shaft.

Astarion turned a moan into a cough, patting his chest.

"Sorry. Not over this cold yet."

"No problem, friend. Have you been taking care of yourself? Keeping up with your, ah," Gale paused. "Diet? Eating well?"

Tav pumped him furiously, pressing her thumb over his wet slit.

"Y-yes, Tav makes su-..."

He blinked several times, wavering in his seat.

"Are you alright?" Gale asked.

Karlach was grinning from ear to ear. Tav squeezed him and pressed her nails into his throbbing cock.

"Oh gods," Astarion shuddered, trying not to moan. "Oh-h…"

He jerked forward and felt his eyes roll back. He felt Gale's eyes on him. He had tried to be quiet but he knew someone had heard him. Someone knew what he was doing. Someone knew he let Tav touch him under the table and make him cum all over himself. His stomach muscles clenched as he came, making him tremble harder.

"Astarion, should I call a doctor?" Gale asked, concerned.

"Not for this," Karlach said, covering her mouth and muffling her laughter.

Tav drew her hand away from him, wiping his cum on the underside of the table cloth. She met Gale's eyes and smirked.

"He's fine."

Gale shook his head in confusion. What was going on? Astarion had just had some sort of fit, Karlach was laughing so hard she was crying, and Tav was just smirking.

Gale looked at Astarion. He opened his eyes wide, tried to focus them, exhaled sharply, and smiled. His cock was sticky.

"You… you just…" Gale stammered. He turned to Tav. "You did this?"

"Go ahead and yell about it, Gale," Karlach giggled. "If you get us kicked out you'll really get him going."

"I can't believe you two. I try to arrange a nice meal for us and you…"

"I'll pay for yours too, don't get your panties in a bunch," Karlach assured him. "Might as well."

"What do you mean 'might as well'? You're paying for their meals?"

"We shook on it," Tav said seriously. "If I got him to blow his l-"

"Stop!" Gale groaned. "Stop. Okay. Karlach, I thought you were above that kind of thing."

"Did you forget I was in the room that night when you came in?" she asked softly. "What did you think I was doing in there? Knitting?"

Gale stared into the distance. He hadn't thought about it. He didn't want to.

Astarion sipped his wine and placed his hand over Tav's. Tav kissed his cheek and refilled his glass. She slipped her napkin under the table and placed it on his leg.

They walked back to the inn together. Astarion had finished an entire bottle of wine by himself and was tipsy, leaning against Tav and giggling.

"What's so funny, pretty boy?" Karlach asked affectionately. "Got your hands in your pants?"

"No," he giggled before straightening himself and hurrying forward. "Gale! Wait!"

Astarion draped his arm over Gale's shoulders to steady himself as they walked.

"Gale."

"What, Astarion? Please don't do anything gross."

"No, I'm not gonna. I gotta tell you something," he whined.

"What is it?"

"You watched me cum," he said, before erupting into laughter. Gale threw his arm off of him and stormed ahead.

Astarion stumbled backwards, caught by Karlach's gloved hands.

"Don't bust your head open on the stone," she said. "Good job, though. Couldn't have said it better myself. Tav, get your boy."

Tav took his arm over her shoulder and they continued their way back. Astarion kissed Tav's neck, muttering obscenities.

"Take me out here," he moaned into her ear. "Let's go in that alley."

"Lovely proposition, darling, but I'm not getting thrown in jail."

They hurried through the lobby of the inn, Tav hushing Astarion and he continued to moan into her ear.

"You're in for a fun night," Karlach snarked before disappearing into her room.

Tav opened the door, pushed Astarion through and onto the bed before closing it behind her. He rolled around, giggling.

"I haven't been drunk like this in so long," he laughed. "Usually I just cry and fall asleep. I'm just happy."

Tav stepped out of her boots, then pulled Astarion's boots off of his feet. She laid down beside him, interrupting his rolling. He snuggled up to her side, pressing his face into her neck.

"You smell so good," he sighed. "I know I'm drunk and stupid. But you always smell good. Not just your cunt. Your skin smells like cloves and rain."

He nibbled on her neck. Her skin tasted good.

Tav reached over the side of the bed, lifted the jug of wine she had left there the night before. She sat up, lifted it to her lips and took a long drink. She took a breath, then drank again.

"You okay, love?" Astarion asked.

Tav nodded, pulling the bottle away.

"I'm catching up to you," she replied, bringing the bottle back to her lips.

"Catching up?"

"Let's be drunk together. Happy drunk."

Astarion watched as she finished off the bottle and dropped it to the floor, impressed how quickly she had finished it off. She leaned back, burped, and giggled.

"Did you hear what I said to Gale?" Astarion asked, leaning against his bent arm.

"Yeah," Tav laughed, mimicking the motion of stroking his cock. "He was looking right at you."

"Fool had to have it explained to him. How do you fuck Mystra and not know when someone is cumming right in front of you?"

"Remember when he was talking about libraries? I wanted to bash my head through the table," Tav laughed.

Astarion rolled closer to Tav, pressing his face back into her neck and wrapping his leg around her. He licked her and pressed himself against her.

"Can we just do this forever?" Tav sighed, playing with his hair. "Just be drunk and aroused."

"I'm half of those things all the time," Astarion said, grinning awkwardly. "I have to be careful that I don't walk into things."

"Shoulda tried that when I had a cock," Tav laughed.

"You just did the stupid towel thing until I took it away," Astarion pouted. "I can't believe you made me watch that."

"You seemed pretty happy after we were done," Tav grinned. "I recall a certain high elf with his legs in the air begging me to fuck him."

"Can I tell you a secret?" Astarion whispered.

"Sure."

"I'm glad you're back the way you are. I like your cunt better," he muttered, nipping at her. "Your cunt tastes much better."

"I don't think that's a secret, but thank you."

"And I missed your tits. They're so soft…"

Astarion shoved her shirt up and pressed his lips to her breast. He kissed her again, stopping at her nipple and running his tongue over it. He felt Tav's breath catch at his touch. He sucked it, sighing.

Tav moaned, and Astarion raised his eyebrows. It usually took more than this to get her going like that.

"It's the wine," she explained. "Keep going."

Astarion climbed onto her and returned his mouth to her breast, placing his teeth around her nipple and tracing his tongue over it. He ran his hand over her other breast, shivering as he felt her skin pucker around her nipple. He pinched it between his thumb and forefinger. He heard her breath coming faster.

He released and began tugging her pants down her waist and over her feet, her wetness clinging to the fabric. He brought his nose to the cloth, inhaling. Beautiful.

He pressed his tongue flat against her cunt, dragging it slowly up. She could feel the texture of his tongue against her lips and clit. He closed his eyes, ready to do the one thing in life he felt he was truly good at, when Tav tapped his shoulder.

"Lay on your back, I wanna do something," she said, pulling her shirt off. "Take your clothes off, too."

Astarion complied, stripping and laying on his back. Tav climbed on him, facing away, and lowered her wet cunt over his face. He whimpered. He stuck his tongue out as she slid onto him. He moved inside her, feeling her drip onto his face. He looked up and saw her round, perfect ass and tight hole. The angle was delightful.

He felt Tav lean forward and he held onto her thighs, unsure if she had lost her balance until he felt her lips around his cock. He moaned into her, muffled by her cunt. She slid her lips and tongue over him, pushing herself farther down on his tongue as she moved. He felt her moan onto him.

He couldn't reach her clit like this. He was just a tongue that she rode until he lapped her, the tip of his tongue hitting her sweet spot and bringing her to moan on his cock again. He liked being just a tongue.

Tav struggled to concentrate but focused her attention. She used her tongue to massage the tender bridge of flesh between his shaft and head. She swirled her tongue over his tip and slid it between his slit, tasting his precum. He hadn't stopped moaning since she had begun.

Astarion gripped her thighs, trying to hold himself together. He couldn't see her but he knew her pretty lips were around his cock. He could feel her breasts graze against his stomach as she moved to pleasure him.

Tav felt herself getting close to the edge. Her knees trembled, but Astarion was holding her legs tightly. Her thighs tensed and she moaned onto him again, her mouth surrounding him. He thrust his tongue into her, pressing himself as deep as he could into her. He writhed in her, moaning her name. He felt her lips swell against his. She tensed, her orgasm building.

She slid her lips up and down his cock, holding him in the back of her throat, encouraging him. He lapped her again, coaxing her orgasm and her fluids into his mouth. He felt his cock bump her throat, her mouth totally surrounding him. She edged her lips back over her teeth, letting them rest into the skin on his shaft.

He clawed into her skin, forcing her onto his face harder. He couldn't breathe but he didn't care. He wanted to give her more. He wanted her to release on him. He pressed his tongue against her sweet spot, over and over again, bringing her closer. Tav moaned, slowly pulling up on him and dragging her teeth on his sensitive skin.

Astarion moaned into her again pushing her over the edge. He felt her tighten and moan onto his cock. She pushed her lips all the way down him again, forcing him into her throat and moaned. She clenched around his tongue and he felt her fluids running down his chin. He moaned and released into her mouth, his voice shuddering and his mouth full of her.

Tav lifted her mouth off of him and tipped forward, planting her face into the bed between his knees and leaving her ass sticking into the air. She was exhausted and satisfied.

Astarion pushed himself up and buried his face between her ass, running his tongue over her puckered flesh for the first time. He slipped his tongue inside her and felt her smooth flesh. He placed his hand over her slick cunt and found his clit under his fingers and rubbed.

Tav moaned into the bed. He used his tongue gently in her ass, sending chills down her spine. His fingers rubbed against her pearl, slick with her nectar. Astarion spread her with one hand, forcing his tongue deeper into her. He closed his eyes and felt her cunt twitch and swell beneath his fingers. He slipped his tongue in and out of her, diving it deep when she reached her peak. She moaned into the bed again, gripping the blankets with white knuckles. He felt her drip onto his chest.

Astarion pulled his tongue away, finally satisfied. Tav awkwardly rolled off him, then climbed beside him, placing a kiss on his lips before collapsing onto the pillow beneath her.