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“I didn't mean to worry you with my story, Astarion. I'm sorry.” Halsin gestured. “I can help you relax, if you wish. I know a very good massage technique against anxiety.” His deep, rumbling voice was accompanied by a friendly smile. “You look like you could use something like that. I may be a bear, but I can be gentle.”
Astarion let out a short, mocking laugh. “A cuddly bear? Seriously?! You're even older than me, druid, and that's your pick-up line?”
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The predator is once again a useful part of the herd. Wyll ist still a nuisance. Mystra is a bitch. The shadows are hungry. Halsin is a sexy therapist. Consent is king. Astarion deserves a kind fuck.Series
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Astarion looked down. Even with his keen eyesight, the hole below him soon plummeted into an abyss of impossible darkness. A rancid stench hit him. Rotten flesh.
The rogue couldn’t resist. “Hellooo?” Faint sounds echoed against unseen stone. Nothing discernible by eyes or ears.
“What are you doing, Fangs? Can I join in?” Karlach stepped to his side, scree trickling from under her boot down into the dark abyss. She leaned forward. “Hellooo?” The tiefling’s call echoed as it plunged downwards, before gradually fading away.
Suddenly, a deep, angry voice came from the hole. “Silence! Or your flesh will fill my belly!”
The barbarian laughed. “What the fuck was that?” She gave Astarion an impish grin and called down, “Come here and try it, Mole!”
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It’s a mushrooms world. A rude remark gets Gale into trouble. Morg talks about 'The Fuckboy's Gift'. Don’t mess with the bulette. Wyll is easy prey. Karlach and Lae'zel save the day. Astarion is not a monster. Use aphrodisiacs with caution.Series
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“Ah, ah… W…what?” Shadowheart lifted her head and gave him a puzzled look from big green eyes. “What do you mean?”
Astarion parted his lips from her throbbing neck and locked his piercing, ruby gaze on her. “I want to know how many orgasms you want to have, little cleric.” His voice was slow and calm. He pressed his thigh harder against her, making her moan again. “That's what you want, right? That's why you let me into your tent after all. So, how many shall I provide?”
“I... I don't know…” She looked a little embarrassed. “Maybe two? Or three?” Her voice trembled with insecurity.
Oh, she was easy. He raised an eyebrow and sneered at her. “So, two. Or three? Decide, little cleric. What shall it be?”
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The Underdark definitely has its undersides. Halsin offers a talk. Feeding on rats seems tempting if you are hungry enough. Shadowheart shares another bottle of wine. Astarion tries to find the right button. A gloomy cleric isn't a glowing bard.Series
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Strange how fate sometimes works, isn't it? by Playful_Eight
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
19 Dec 2025
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The hag laughed. “I want your spit, blood and cum, sweetie.” Clawed hands gesticulated. “That little bugger in your head is having a strange effect on your body, so I need to analyze you a bit more and run some... tests.”
Astarion stared at the nightmarish figure in front of him. What the hells?! Oh, of course. It had to be a perv hag, didn't it? What else did he expect. He put on an arrogant expression and spat at her feet. “Here! That's all you get! You'll have to come and fetch the rest for yourself if you want it!”
“Oh, no, petal. I don't think so,” she smiled meanly. “You will be a good boy and give it to me freely.”
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Astarion has a bad waking and then it gets worse. And worse. He is on a bad trip. Auntie Ethel is a mean, curious hag. A moment of vanity can ruin everything. Karlach is a good friend. Love is nothing you can trade. Morg can't tell the difference between the truth and a lie. Wyll has questions.Series
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“You’re such a greedy thing, my sweet,” Astarion grinned, the tip of his tongue sliding over his fangs. He pulled his thumb out of Morg’s mouth and tenderly slapped her face. “You wanted something from me, didn't you? So, tell me again... what was it exactly? I think it was about penetration... three things, if I remember correctly...?”
With a coquettish grin, the bard leaned closer, her husky, melodic voice barely above a whisper. “I want your hard cock. I want you to fuck me with it. In my wet cunt, in my greedy mouth, in my tight asshole...” Her tongue licked over the sensitive tip of his ear. “I can indulge your ears a little more if you want... I'll make a poem out of it...”
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Being second choice isn't very appealing. Astarion is hunting again and likes to play with his food. A rainy day offers some idleness and a cat on the lap. Shadowheart is a cheeky little brat. Not everything is about sex. Gale gives Astarion an advice for sex. Morg falls in love with a lute. Wyll plays hero. Auntie Ethel is back.Series
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A vampire, a bard and a serial killer walk into a bar… by Playful_Eight
Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
10 Jan 2026
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Blood, sex, gold, protection, revenge – Astarion has quite a wish list.
To fulfill his desires, the vampire begins a game of seduction, deception and control with the leader of the bunch of weirdos, he's traveling with. However, playing with a bard can be tricky, especially when the stakes are getting higher than expected.
When an annoying prince charming, a hag and his own trauma get in his way, his plans go south. Astarion finds himself struggling with possessiveness, autonomy and newfound intimacy. On top of that, he is haunted by a dark urge and must finally make some tough decisions.
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