"I don't feel any different," Tav said, looking at the piece of parchment on the dresser.
Astarion sat beside her on the bed and removed his boots.
"Am I supposed to feel different?"
"You're a married woman now, Tav," Astarion teased. "Time to start thinking about popping out a few horrendous little children, no?"
"I'll put a baby in you," she muttered, pulling a boot off and turning her head towards Astarion. "Do you feel different?"
"Darling, you're not a noble's daughter who is meeting her husband for the first time on their wedding night," Astarion said softly. "We know each other. This is… almost an extraneous expression of dedication compared to what I already feel."
"You also get all my money when I die," Tav sang. "All 300 gold. That is mixed with yours already."
"I'm just passing the time until then," Astarion sighed, looking around impatiently. "I suppose I can be patient."
"ARE YOU TWO IN THERE?" Karlach shouted, pounding on their door.
Astarion, concerned, leapt to his feet and hurried to open the door.
"Karlach, what's wrong?"
She wrapped her arms around his waist and lifted him, wrapping his legs around her, slamming the door behind her.
"Guess who's all fixed?!" she cried happily, bouncing a confused Astarion in her arms.
Karlach planted kisses all over Astarion's shocked face before tossing him to the bed, throwing herself over Tav and planting her face between her breasts.
Karlach was… not hot. She felt the way a tiefling should. She wasn't searing Tav.
"This feels so good," Karlach said, muffled. "Just give me a minute."
"Take your time," Tav said, chuckling. She felt Karlach's breath through her shirt.
"I can TOUCH people again," she sighed. "I can feel tits on my face again."
She sat up, smoothing Tav's shirt.
"Were you two in the middle of something?" she asked.
"No, just got back in," Astarion answered, still reeling. Karlach had touched him and held him. She was insanely strong. She lifted him like he was nothing. She threw him on the bed like a rag doll.
Karlach buried her face between Tav's breasts, pressing them against her cheeks and groaning.
Tav giggled, then spoke.
"Hold on. Move your head for a minute."
Karlach lifted her head and Tav slid her shirt up, exposing her pale breasts. Karlach returned her face immediately.
"Are you going to be alright, Karlach?" Astarion laughed. Karlach lifted her hand and gave him a thumbs up.
"Astarion," Tav said softly, "could you help Karlach out of her boots?"
Astarion nodded. Boots coming off was a good thing. He knelt on the floor at the end of the bed and wiggled her boots and socks off. Her feet were long and her toes were slender. Astarion sniffed. Sweaty. Good sweaty. He returned to Tav's side.
"Karlach, would you want-" Tav began, having her words interrupted.
Karlach jerked her head up.
"YES I WOULD! Wait, you meant sex, right?"
"Yes, I did."
Karlach climbed off the bed and began tugging off her armor.
"Gods yes, this is going to be so great!"
Tav rose, closed the curtains that Karlach had failed to realize were open and stripped.
"Astarion, do the same and just sit pretty until I say something, hm?"
He nodded. If he was going to be waiting, that meant…
"Where should I lay? Sit? Stand?" Karlach asked, grinning.
"On your back, if you don't mind," Tav said, smiling. Karlach had waited for so long to feel the touch of another person. Tav wanted to make this worth the wait.
Karlach laid on her back, Astarion to her right.
Tav was going to treat Karlach very differently than she did Astarion. The intimate bond Tav and Astarion shared with pain and pleasure was sacred. The invisible leash Tav lead Astarion by was between them only. She climbed onto Karlach and placed a gentle kiss onto her lips, running her hand slowly down her side. She felt her narrow waist and the gentle widening of her hips.
Karlach wanted more, faster. She pulled Tav's skin flush with hers, their breasts pressing together. She slid her tongue inside Tav's mouth. She tasted wine and blood. She placed her hands around Tav's hips and squeezed.
Astarion's mouth watered.
Tav slipped her hand between them and rubbed circles into Karlach's clit, mindful of her piercing. The metal of it was warm in her hand, heated by Karlach's skin. She broke their kiss and brought her lips to Karlach's nipple, kissing wetly. She sucked the tender flesh in her mouth, knowing how wonderful the pressure and warmth felt.
Tav slipped two fingers inside Karlach, slowly penetrating her. She was wet with excitement and watching with a grin.
Tav flexed her fingers, slowly beckoning Karlach to her with the motion. She adjusted the depth until Karlach gasped.
"Yes! Right there! That's it!"
Karlach felt Tav's lips against her other breast, her tongue gliding over her nipple. Tav moved her fingers faster, telling Karlach to come to her faster. The muscles in her arms worked and she felt Karlach clench around her, and her fluids spray over her arm.
"Forgot about that," Tav smiled, lifting her mouth.
Karlach lifted Tav around her waist and lowered her over her mouth. Karlach's lips were so plump and soft as they kissed around Tav's cunt. She sucked her lips between hers.
Tav normally didn't like being thrown around, but made an exception for Karlach. Karlach was gentle in her strength and acted out of desire, not an assertion of power. She moved Tav out of reckless excitement.
Karlach's tongue was much longer than Astarion's. Karlach rolled her tongue inside Tav and moaned, the heat of it intense. Her forked tongue snaked out of Tav and flicked at her clit, each side of it tickling her. Tav came quickly, keeping herself upright by leaning against the headboard.
Karlach lifted her and set her back down on her stomach, grinning.
"Been too long," Karlach smiled. "Hope it was alright."
"It was wonderful. I forgot you had a forked tongue. Very nice touch."
Karlach slid her tongue out behind her lips and flicked the tip of her nose with it. Tav laughed, looking over at Astarion.
His eyes hadn't moved off of Tav. Karlach was extraordinarily lovely, but Tav… seeing her work her fingers inside Karlach…
He sat open mouthed, his cock in his hand but not moving.
Karlach turned her head.
"You forget where you were, love?" she asked, laughing.
"I… ah…"
"You going to let him play? I'd love a go at him."
"Let me check and see if he's ready," Tav said, reaching forward and grabbing his cock.
She pulled him towards her and brought her lips to his ear and whispered.
"Is this still okay? You can say stop whenever you want. She'll understand."
He nodded vigorously. He knew, and he was very eager to participate.
"He's ready," Tav said, smiling. "It's your day, Karlach. Where do you want him?"
Karlach tapped Tav's backside lightly and she slid away from her, reclining at the side of the bed. She gestured for Astarion and he crawled over and rested on his knees between her legs. Her smile was warm, and her teeth shone brilliantly from between her lips.
Karlach trailed her fingers over his chest, stopping at the healing cuts on his collar bones. They were too neat to be an accident, and they hadn't seen combat in weeks.
"You let Tav do this to you? You like that?"
"Love it," he nodded, smiling.
"Crazy elves. Fuck me, pretty boy. Don't be shy."
Astarion slowly slid himself inside her, stopping halfway and slid back out, not giving her all of him yet. Tav loved this. Astarion dipped in and retreated again, and again. He focused on pleasing her, realizing he was missing the passion he felt with Tav. He looked into Karlach's eyes as he worked, an old smirk returning to his face.
It was a smirk he wore because he was happy enough to be buried in cunt, but didn't feel anything beyond that. He liked Karlach and she was a good friend to Tav but he didn't feel much of anything. He was glad, because he could focus on giving her a good time and not collapsing onto himself.
Astarion leaned forward over Astarion and angled his thrusts, testing for her sensitive areas. He swirled his tongue over her nipple, maybe imagining he could taste Tav's saliva.
Tav slowly moved behind Astarion and pressed her legs against his angled form. His tongue froze for a moment. She placed her hand on his chest and pulled him up to her, his chest flush with her back.
"Is he gonna start making some noise now?" Karlach asked, breathlessly. "He's been great but I've been waiting for the show."
Tav leaned over his shoulder and whispered into his ear.
"Watching this made me miss you, but you're doing a very good job. Did you miss me?"
He nodded, continuing to slide himself in and out of Karlach. Tav slid her hands over his hips, her fingers stopping over the healing wounds. She drummed her fingers over them and his thrusts faltered for a moment. He felt the smirk fade from his face.
Tav thrust against him, pushing him inside Karlach. She slid her nail over the healing skin and he leaned back into her, moaning.
"I can't wait to have you all to myself again. I don't know if I'll ever be able to share you again," Tav whispered, "but it wouldn't be fair to keep your perfect cock from the world. Should I give you to everyone? Or are you mine?"
Astarion shook his head. No. No.
"No? No what?"
He whimpered and closed his eyes.
She bucked her hips against him, picking up the pace.
"Talk to me," she whispered. "Say it so Karlach can hear you."
"I'm yours," he said voicelessly, his breath coming quickly.
"Who do you belong to?"
Tav pushed herself into him hard and used her hands to rock his hips. Karlach groaned in approval.
"I'm Tav's," he moaned.
"Good, now sing for me."
Tav slipped an oiled finger inside him, teasing it in and out of him. He whined.
"You're going to have to pump if you want me inside you," she purred, lowering her lips to his neck and sinking her teeth into him.
He whimpered and gasped, obeying. His legs felt weak and his thrusts were frantic.
"Good boy, keep going."
She flexed her finger inside him. He whined.
"Gods, yes!" Karlach moaned. "He sounds like a girl!"
Astarion felt his face redden. Tav's teeth broke through his skin and he sighed into the air, his voice hanging on the note. As she worked her finger inside him, his pitch trembled.
"Tav, I'm going to…"
"Karlach first, love," Tav said softly. "Get her there."
He nodded, grabbed Karlach's legs and thrust into her fiercely. He felt her starting to swell around him. She began gasping, cursing with every breath. She grasped her breasts in her hands and dug her nails into them. Astarion dipped with every thrust, pushing against her sweet spot.
"Yes! There! Fuck!" she moaned.
Her fluids sprayed onto Astarion's stomach. She clenched around him and he continued pumping until he felt her relax. He slid himself out of her and smiled the best he could at her, his eyes fluttering. Tav had slipped another finger inside him and was fucking him quickly. His hands hung uselessly at his sides. She returned her lips to his ear.
"Thank you, love. Are you ready to cum for me?"
He nodded. He had been leaning over the brink since she got behind him. She rapidly tensed her fingers, over and over again, inside him.
"Stroke yourself."
He raised a shaking hand and wrapped his fingers around his cock. He squeezed and immediately released, slack against Tav's body. He moaned and slipped his fingers into his mouth.
Karlach applauded them, smiled and spoke.
"Rubbed one out while you two were busy. Should I leave a tip on the table?"
Karlach had left quickly after that, realizing the kitchen of the inn was closing. She wanted another cake. She dressed, thanked them with a grin, and let herself out.
Tav and Astarion reclaimed their normal positions on the bed: Tav closer to the window and Astarion as close to her as he could be without shoving her off the bed.
"I don't think I want to do that again," Tav said, nodding slowly.
"No? Why not?" Astarion asked, resting her head on her breast.
"I got jealous about halfway through. Ruined it for me."
"If it makes you feel any better, that didn't feel anywhere close to how good it is with you. She's lovely but it just didn't…"
"Felt like something was missing?" Tav suggested.
"Yes. I didn't have that feeling in my head… I don't know how to explain it."
Tav laughed.
"That's love. You're talking about love."
Astarion thought for a moment.
"I suppose you're right. I didn't feel like I was all there with her. Did I do alright? I'd hate to be a bad lay."