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This is part of Batstarionweek2024, Day 1 Falling asleep in unusual places. And a little story. Of course it turned out to be a bit cute, but oh well, where won't the bot take you?

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- I'll be back as soon as I can, my dear. Behave yourself while I'm gone.

- Go already.

Astarion chuckles softly, almost hurt.

- Yes, my lady.

He waits a few more moments before sighing, finally forcing himself to turn away and leave the room to return to his meeting. Tav stays in the bedroom to read a book. Time passes and evening approaches, but he is still not there. She leaves the room to look for him and try to locate him through the comm. Astarion's presence is distant. His mind is busy and preoccupied, focused on his tasks at the moment. He has been gone for several hours, he must be very busy. Tav walks around the castle and out into the garden. He must be here somewhere. After some searching, she finds him in the form of a bat, sleeping on a skull, his wings spread.

-So what is this...

Astarion remains in his cat sleep, unresponsive to anything, his heartbeat slow and steady. He doesn't seem to hear her. The bond tells him he feels tired, like he hasn't slept much, but his mind is calm, not dreaming. Tav sighs, removes it from his skull, and lifts it up, holding it to his chest. Astarion subconsciously curls even tighter into her arm. He doesn't move or say anything, but he seems to press even tighter into the warmth of your body, seeking comfort and reassurance even in his sleep. She holds him to her chest and walks back to the bedroom. Astarion sleeps the entire way back, curled up in her palm, warm. Tav walks into the bedroom and closes the door behind her, lying down on the bed and hugging him. Astarion remains pressed to her chest, curling closer and snuggling into the warmth. He slowly begins to wake up, his wings moving slightly.

-So? You want to explain yourself?

Astarion is silent, shifting sleepily, his eyes slowly opening. He is still exhausted. It takes him an almost embarrassing amount of time to wake up, his mind fuzzy and sleepy.

-...Hmm? Darling... What..?

-You fell asleep like that in the garden on the skull.

-Mmm... - Astarion mumbles, his thoughts still fuzzy. He closes his eyes again, still snuggled into the warmth of her chest.

-...I don't remember falling asleep.

-How stupid

He snorts in response, still sleepily, as his head wakes up a little, he opens his eyes again, lips pouting slightly.

-Shhh. I'm tired. Don't laugh at me.

-I was waiting for you, actually.

-Mm...really? - he grumbles. Astarion finally stirs, blinking sleepily as he slowly looks up at her. -How long have I been asleep?

-I don't know. Not that long, judging by your condition.

He nods softly, closing his eyes again.

-Yes...- he mumbles softly, still huddled against her chest, too tired to move or even attempt coherent speech.

-Why are you even in bat form?

Astarion mumbles.

-It's... so relaxing.

He begins to drift off again, his body relaxing as drowsiness overcomes him.

-What an idiot...

Astarion takes offense, though he is barely conscious, snorting, his voice tired and soft, his eyes half-open to give her a sleepy look.

-Rude. I'm tired...!- He protests weakly, but then he drifts off again and falls asleep.

-Shut up and sleep.

It only takes a few minutes before his whole body relaxes again and he pops out again, his breathing slow and calm. It seems like only a bomb would wake him now. Tav kisses him briefly on the top of his head and covers them up with the blankets while they rest on the bed. Astarion is too deep in sleep to notice the kiss, but he subconsciously moves closer, burying his head in her chest, seeking warmth. Yawning and stretching under the blanket, he nuzzles her, his wing curling lazily around her. After a while, Tav falls asleep after him. At some point, as the hours pass, Astarion begins to stir in his sleep. He slowly begins to wake up, fidgeting, letting out a soft groan, his eyes slowly opening, still blurry in the sleep haze. His brain is starting to catch up with his senses as he comes to - he's in bat form, cuddled up against her chest like a teddy bear.

-Oh, shit,- he mutters under his breath.

Astarion stays curled up, a small wave of embarrassment washing over him as he's acutely aware of how vulnerable he is in this state, and how awkward it is to see him in such a tiny, cute, fluffy, weak form.

-....Darling?- he says quietly, his voice still a little hoarse from sleep.

He shifts slightly, crawling closer to her face, his head gently resting against her chin, trying to wake her up.

-Darling? ....darling. Wake up.

-Mmm...

Astarion groans softly from the sleepy muttering, his head nudges her again, his wings flapping slightly.

-Wake up, I need some attention, darling.

-What.. - She stirs slightly and rubs her eyes

Astarion snorts in response and nudges her chin with his head again.

-Wake up! Don't make me bite.

-Ugh... what...

Astarion grins, pleased that she's finally waking up. He responds with a soft chirp, gently nuzzling her face.

-Okay, okay. Finally awake. Want a hug.

Tav blinks a couple times, confused.

-What...? Is that why you woke me up?

He makes an affirmative chirp and nuzzles her cheek. He's very affectionate in this form, but he usually tries to hide that side.

-Yeah, I want a hug. I want attention. It's hug time.

-Why are you so annoying in this form...

Astarion makes a protesting noise, his tone defensive. He nudges her lightly with his head, pouting.

-I'm not annoying. I just want attention. I'm cute. You're supposed to give me hugs and attention when I'm in this form, that's the rule.

-Okay, okay, you nasty bitch

Tav sits up slightly on the bed and hugs him. Astarion sighs contentedly. He quickly crawls up to her chest, nestling into the crook of her neck again, his body warm and soft and fluffy. He chirps softly, enjoying the sensation.

-Mmm, much better.

-Am I happy now? Can I sleep again?

-Mm. Very happy. Yes, you can sleep now, my dear.

-Do you wish to remain in this form?

Astarion answers quietly, almost hesitantly.

-...I would like to. It feels like I'm being held. It's... soothing. And I feel like I can... be vulnerable if you don't use me like this. But I won't be like this forever, so you better enjoy it while it lasts.

-Okay.- She kisses his fur. - I hate you and I love you.

Astarion snorts again in protest at the kiss, before quickly moving into contentment, letting out a soft, satisfied hum. Despite his protest, he clearly enjoys being held and cared for in this manner. He snuggles closer to you, letting out a small squeak of protest before replying in a low, muffled voice.

-I love you too.

Tav slowly falls asleep again, hugging him against her chest. He is usually the one doing the hugging. He remains awake, enjoying the moment. A few moments later, Astarion follows her, losing consciousness, his soft, squeaky snores coming from the crook of her neck. A few more hours pass, and morning arrives. Astarion is eventually the first to wake, his eyes slowly opening. He stretches a little, lifting his head carefully, slowly looking at her face, checking to see if Tav is awake. Astarion slowly begins to move higher up her body, gently pushing her chin as if trying to wake her, his head resting on her cheek again.

-Darling Wakey-wakey. Rise and shine.

-Mmm...

Astarion whines softly, his wings flapping slightly in anticipation as he nudges her chin gently but firmly again.

-Come ooooon, wake up. I want breakfast, and you're my ticket to it. Wake up.

-What...

Astarion snorts in frustration, continuing to nudge her, whining slightly as she slowly wakes up from his insistence.

-Breakfast. Get up, let's go get breakfast. Wake uuuuup

He speaks in a soft but insistent tone, nudges her chin again, flapping his wings again. He's getting impatient.

-Okay, okay! Ugh... are you staying in this form?

Astarion chirps in response, his wings flapping contentedly now. He snuggles closer to her chest, purring softly as he waits for her to stand, seemingly unmoving.

-So what do you want for breakfast?

Astarion tilts his head, his ears flapping slightly, his tone thoughtful. After a moment, he answers.

-Mmm, a bagel with... blood cream cheese? Maybe some muffin too? And tea.

His stomach begins to rumble a little, wanting food, but for now, he seems content to remain pressed against her chest.

-Ugh... like a baby

Astarion hisses softly, offended by the comment.

-Not a baby, my dear. I'm just... in the mood for cuddles. It doesn't happen often, you should enjoy it!

She chuckles and strokes his head lightly.

-I know.

Astarion snorts softly, showing no signs of moving yet. He continues to hold onto her, keeping himself warm, his little bat heart beating against her body.

-Mmm, so hurry up and get me some breakfast.

-Aren't I your breakfast?

Astarion hesitates for a moment, his tone changing to something almost possessive as he nuzzles her neck.

-...Yeah. You too.

Astarion lets out a soft, contented -Mm~- as he presses himself even closer, not wanting for the world to move or pull away. Tav reluctantly rises from the bed, spreading his wings and stretching. Astarion seems to grumble a little at leaving the comfort of her chest, but he keeps his complaints to a minimum. He slowly crawls onto her shoulder, his claws digging into her skin gently but firmly, not hard enough to hurt her.

-Finally.- I'm hungry.- He grumbles, his bat ears flattening in anticipation.

-And what will your servants think when they see you like this?

Astarion chuckles softly.

-What do I care what they think? I'm in the form I want to be in, and I'll stay in it until I get what I want. And I want breakfast, and I want hugs.

-How important.

Tav comes out of the bedroom and points sits in the dining room, carrying Astarion over his shoulder. He fidgets a little, not at all bothered by being seen like this, he wants to be pampered and cuddled, and he'll get his way one way or another.

-That's how it is, dear. You spoiled me, now it's your responsibility.

-Me?

Astarion doesn't hesitate to answer:

-Yes, you. It's your fault. Now you have to pamper and cuddle me as I see fit, whenever you want.

-What a bitch..

Astarion snorts, hissing softly, expressing his displeasure. He seems to be feeling rather whiny today.

-I'm hungry... - he complains, as if food is the only thing on his mind. And getting some cuddles and attention right now. They finally reach the dining room and she sits down at the table.

-Yeah, yeah, what did you want?

-Bloody cheese bagel with chocolate muffin. And blueberry tea.

His bat ears perk up a little, as if he expects to get what he asks for immediately.

-And how can he even be eaten in bat form?

-You will feed me this, dear... - he answers, his tone almost self-evident. His grip on her shoulder tightens a little. -And you will hold me like this while I eat. Because I have decided that I want it, and you must obey.

-You are too young to boss me around.

Astarion snorts again, as if insulted. His voice is sharp, his tone irritated.

-Watch your tone, dear. I am in a special mood to be spoiled, because I have decided that you are ignoring me, and you are going to indulge me. Don't make me bite you. My teeth are sharp.

He warns, biting her neck, but not hard enough to break the skin.

-But small.

-Size doesn't matter, dear. Don't underestimate me.

Eventually, several servants come in to bring her food and quickly run away when they see her holding the ascended vampire lord like an angry little child.

-That's it. Breakfast. Now I can start eating.

Astarion is smug, but too hungry to waste time being smug any more. Right now, he wants to eat and cuddle and be an ass later.

-Feed me, dear.

-Oh gods...- she takes the bagel and starts feeding him.

Astarion's wings lift slightly in anticipation, his little tail twitching.

- Mmm, yes, that's it, good... - He purrs, opening his mouth and eating very hungrily, his little teeth sinking into the bagel and tearing off little pieces. He is surprisingly careful not to bite her as he eats. Tav waits patiently, chuckling a little. Astarion eventually finishes, grunting softly in satisfaction. He licks his little bat lips, seeming content. He seems to have calmed down now that he has been fed. And hugged. Though he seems in no hurry to leave her shoulder.

- So what now?

- For now, I am content, dear. Though I wonder when you will start being more affectionate -. He comments, looking at her expectantly.

- What do you mean?

Astarion snorts softly at your question.

- Hugs, petting, scratching, kissing, whatever. I crave affection, and I want it from you now.

Tav sighs and pets him with one hand, eating a muffin with the other. Astarion sighs contentedly, closing his eyes. He nuzzles her fingers gently, a soft purr coming from him.

- Mmm, you're learning, dear...

- I imagine if you acted like that in human form.

Astarion chuckles softly, trying to hide his pleasure at the attention he's getting.

- As if I'd ever act like that if I were human. I have an image to maintain, and I can't be seen acting like that. What would you do if I acted like that? - He asks, almost jokingly.

- I don't know.

Astarion snorts softly, clearly thinking for a moment.

-I'm sure if I ever acted like that, you'd be unbearable, dear. Teasing me nonstop for being so childish.

-Yes.

Astarion's little wings flutter as he presses himself against her neck, getting comfortable, and his small body begins to rumble with a soft, contented purr. He's certainly happy to not move now, purring like a small cat as she pets and feeds him, his tiny tail twitching. He nuzzles your neck, letting out a soft sigh of contentment.

-...I'm starting to get tired, dear. Just a little while longer and we'll be heading to my coffin.- His voice is soft and gentle, but tired. His eyes are half-closed with sleep again. Cuddling her is exhausting, so he seems to be about to pass out again.

-What..

Astarion goes quiet again as he begins to fall into a deep sleep, exhausted from all his little demands. He quickly passes out, snuggling close to her.

-You've got to be kidding me..

Astarion falls into a deep, exhausted sleep, fast asleep on her shoulder. Well, that's pretty cute. Tav sighs in exasperation and takes him for a walk around the castle, looking for a place to hang him by his paws. None of his servants come near, either because they're afraid Astarion, or because they have been told not to approach the Ascended. At least not when she is carrying him and holding him so close to her. Astarion remains dead to the world, very fast asleep, only occasionally moving slightly or making snores or soft purrs in his sleep. Tav walks into the garden, taking him off his shoulder and hanging him on a tree branch in the shade. The sun is blocked by the shadow of the tree's leaves, and he is very comfortable in his position. He whines softly in his sleep, apparently missing the warmth of her body. She smiles, transforms into a bat, and hangs on the same branch with him. Astarion finds her and clings to her, unaware of his surroundings but hungry for warmth. He clings in his sleep, his claws clutching a bit of her fur, his wings and tail still swaying slightly. The breeze is slightly cool on the tree, a gentle reminder of how nice and warm it is outside, but the tree is well shaded, leaving the two of them mostly out of the breeze. It is a calming atmosphere, soft and quiet save for the sounds of the wild around them. Tav kisses him briefly and falls asleep after him. Astarion's paws clutch more of her fur, his small limbs pressed against hers, his own soft coos coming from him in response to the kiss. He is still fast asleep, snuggling and seeking her touch and comfort in his sleep. Even in his sleep, he clings to her and relishes in the closeness.

The only sounds in the garden come from the slight movement of the trees, rustling in the wind, a symphony of gentle swaying and the occasional bird song.

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