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Reunion without Respite

NSFW Below the cut!!

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61942099

Summary: Post-game smut (Professor ending): Gale comes back from a Blackstaff work conference to admit he has fantasies of being submissive in the bedroom. You fulfill this fantasy and more on your first night back together. You guys are switches tho fr, and so in love.

5.3k Words

Tags: Bondage, Reunion Sex, Dominant Reader, Soft Dom Gale, Switches, Light BDSM, Fluff and Smut, tender and romantic and filled with love, Body Worship, Inappropriate Use of Sussur Bark & Blooms, Collars, Restraints, soft dominance, Soft Gale, Submissive Gale, Finger Sucking, Hand & Finger Kink, Nipple Play, Nipple Licking, Teasing, Blow Jobs, Cunnilingus, Oral Sex, Orgasm Edging, Penis In Vagina Sex, Riding. Missionary, Face-Sitting, Praise Kink, Gale Has a Praise Kink, Gale Has an Oral Fixation, Orgasm Control, Orgasm Delay, Orgasm Denial, Overstimulation, Dirty Talk, Swearing, Multiple Orgasms, Multiple Sex Positions, Aftercare

A/N: Greetings! This is my first smut fic so I hope you like it! I am so very normal about this man (haha). Feel free to leave constructive feedback :). Thanks for reading!

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Gentle gusts of wind dance through the ornate glass doors which lead to Gale’s balcony. Icy copper beams line the arched double doors and trace looping designs against the ocean-cooled glass. Past the archway, you could see the ocean of Waterdeep shining under the moonlight. Dozens of candles and arcane sconces lit the dim bedroom. Gale’s hands on your bare waist were feather-light. His fingertips faintly dig into your soft flesh– gentle but desperate. The bedroom air is heavy with the anticipation of long-awaited lust. It has been too long. 

With his position at Blackstaff Academy as a head professor, he was sent away for a few weeks for a conference. When he returned today, you relished in each other’s presence over two glasses of fine wine and a delicious meal. The sexual energy in the air was palpable as the dry red you both sipped. From the other side of the table, he looked delectable. You wanted to straddle him there and tear his clothes apart from the seams to kiss and bite his broad shoulders underneath. Gale could see the hunger in your eyes wasn’t over the waterdhavian sausage on your plates. He decided by the lustful look in your eyes that now was a good time to bring up a fantasy of his. Letting up control. You were more than happy to oblige. You two went over hard limits and the overall of what would happen. In practical fashion, when you arrived at the bedroom Gale was already stripped down to his briefs.

It’s so easy to turn off your senses around him. Your mixed breaths are overwhelmingly intimate. He smiles at you with those deep brown puppy eyes, and you can’t help but notice the faint pronunciation of his crow's feet. His warmth, which radiates off of his naked chest, encapsulates you in a cocoon against the cool night air.

“As we’ve discussed, my love.” The intensity of his stare could swallow you whole—an all-encompassing embrace of mind and body. A screaming and feral lust resides deep within you. At times of non-restraint, it claws its way through your chest and fiery loins in an uninhibited display of passionate ferocity. You have to keep your senses grounded. You are in control tonight. 

A deep breath. Incense, sandalwood, and old book pages.

Pupils dilate at your closeness. You can count his every eyelash batting down at you, scanning your body, and waiting for a command. It takes every ounce of self-control you have not to ravage him now– compliant and ready. His skin and eyes are soft. Filled with trust. For you. 

No- he deserves to be worshiped. You tenderly cup Gale’s jaw and kiss his lips to yours. It’s a reminder of your propensity to be soft with him. He lets out a sigh through his nose. He’s been wanting this as much as you have. 

“Remember our safe word,” you tenderly command. 

Gale’s eyes twinkle with the reflecting candlelight. “I’ll let you know if anything is uncomfortable, I promise.” 

He is a lover by nature, and it’s a blessing to be the muse of his desires. For him to use his tongue and body in service to you, to allow you to drift away in bliss. Sure, he always gets his fill too, but he never asks for it. Your pleasure is his pleasure, as he would often say. Tonight is his turn to submit. To be pleasured and prioritized. You just want to love him. To kiss every part of him in worship and overwhelming ecstasy.

An amused smile falls on your lips. You can barely contain your excitement. 

“On your knees.”

Gale’s eyes lock onto yours as he lowers to the ground. The corners of his mouth upturn to that smug look he frequents. 

“I’ve always been a pious man… in some ways.” 

You run your fingers through his hair, guiding his head to the side. You take note of his protruding Adam’s apple—the rise and fall of it as his breath hitches and he swallows hard. The long wispy scars of the orb stain his skin a dark purple. You push his head back, so he looks up at you again. His head falls with no resistance, pliant and soft in your hands. 

“I should have bought a gag for you.” 

These first acts of soft dominance are already sparking something in him. You can read him well by now. He rolls his shoulders back with a deep breath and a long blink. His posture softens. His eyes grow darker with desire.

“And yet my tongue is free to roam as it pleases. You should have accounted for my propensity towards verbosity if you wanted me quiet.”

He’s challenging you, and you won’t feed into it.

You turn your back to him with a resolute “Hmph,” and snatch an enchanted collar from the desk just a few feet away. A silencing collar. The thread is made from sussur blooms. With this on, he will have no magical loophole, the weave within him silenced. For a little while, he will be completely at your mortal command. It’s a thick band of black leather with a blue glow softly emanating from the seams. At the sight of the silencing collar getting closer to him, Gale can’t help but squirm a little.

With your forefingers under his chin, you guide his head up. Bending down, you start planting kisses on his cheeks and lips. They trail down his neck, becoming more open-mouthed. You need to taste his pulse points. His sweat, his skin, his beating heart under your lips. Gale hums when your tongue dances a stripe from his pulse to the sensitive spot beside his ear. You can’t help but give his earlobe a nibble as you pass by. 

Pulling away and giving him a look of assurance, you move your hands behind him to finally clasp the collar around his neck. It fits perfectly. Snug, but not suffocating. Just tight enough to be constantly present. The air stills. It feels thinner. He peers at you through dark lashes, and it’s kindling to your fire. The weave that would flow through his veins is silenced. Arcane sconces trembling before dimming to a low flame. It reminds you of the power he normally possesses. Now stripped away. 

“Do you trust me?”

You take a step closer, your hips practically pressing against his lips. He tilts his chin up and rests it against you. Looking up at you like a good dog, eyes wide.

“Of course,” he whispers, as if in prayer. 

Grasping a hold of his face, your thumb runs over his bottom lip. Gale parts his lips and takes it open-mouthed. The pad of your thumb presses circles on his soft tongue making his eyes flutter closed for a moment, before reopening them in devotion to your sweet motions.

“Your tongue is not free to roam as it pleases. It will roam as I please it.” He wraps his lips around your thumb and starts moving his tongue against it. There is a fire in your lower stomach that trickles down to your core. It’s getting bigger. He smiles at you knowingly, and his teeth graze your skin. You remove your thumb from his mouth and wipe the spit on his nipple, earning a sharp intake of breath from your wizard. 

“Go lay on the bed. We haven’t even started yet.”

You can’t help the smile that drips from your lips as he rises. He presses his body to yours, glancing down your face. You eye the bed with a cocked brow as if saying, ‘Well, go on then.’ 

Gale looks back at you on his walk towards the bed. He knows the effect he has on you, even without his magic. You drink in his moonlit physique as he obediently lays down. There’s still an air of overconfidence to him as he puts his hands behind his head, and you can’t help but notice he’s chubbed beneath his underwear.

You allow your walk to the bed to be slow. You could look at him like this forever. A heat burns your face that you don’t even try to hide. His audacity to be bratty ignites dominance in you. You picture him suddenly, almost as if in a vision, panting and whining for release. He will forget himself with heated cheeks and plump lips. But now Gale is just lying there, and as you approach the bed he reaches out to touch you. He doesn’t know what he will be reduced to. His blissful ignorance of submission pulls a dry hum from your throat.

You allow him to hold your hips as you straddle his half-naked sternum. You mentally chastise yourself for being too easy on him, but the way he tenderly stares through your eyes and directly into your heart makes you melt—the lust within your chest flowers.

You roughly pin his wrists beside you. “Are you ready?” 

“Ready and willing.” 

“Stay.” And he does. 

Each post of the black walnut bed frame has attached a set of dark leather restraints. You crawl above him so your sex hovers above his face. His beard scratches against the soft flesh of your inner thighs- an almost unnoticeable air flux hits the skin around your bare core. He’s breathing you in, inhaling the musk of your moistening sex. You take his left hand first, rubbing loving circles in the thin skin of his wrist. You hope your adoration penetrates past the bone and into his blue-purple veins. As you tie his wrists to the bedposts, you pour your affections over him. “Your pleasure is mine, darling. Your orgasm is mine. Do you understand?” 

Gale’s eyes are becoming hazy. No one has cared for him like this. Stripped of skin and bare to the bone he is adored. “Yes, my love,” he whispers.

Now the right wrist. He muffles a groan. The scent of you is an aphrodisiac. There’s nothing he wants more than to devour you at this moment. He imagines sliding his tongue through your folds and teasingly pulling every whine and whimper from you that he can. You can’t help but admire the way he practically salivates at the thought of your arousal. He will have to wait. You pretend to be unaffected by his nose almost brushing against your clit. “Each lovely puff of air and moan you release is mine to hear.” As the restraint is tightened properly, you stick two fingers between his wrist and the rough textured fabric to test its snugness. Perfect. Your open lips meet his sensitive palms, and he tries to cup your face with nimble, smooth hands. A low and sensual moan escapes Gale’s lips as your soft, textured tongue licks his palm. His life line, his heart line, his luck, you will consume him whole. 

“You are mine to devour tonight. You are not to touch me lest I give permission,” his fingers fall slack against your cheeks, and you note his easy convergence to obedience. “Would you like to be devoured?” His cheeks flush the most adorable shade of pink, and he nods fervently. The heated flesh of his face is soft. Gale’s eyes practically half-lidded in desire. Skimming your hand behind you, you dance your fingers over his taut abdomen, around his navel, and brimming the waistband of his briefs. “You will answer me when I ask you a question, sweet man.”

From the strain on his waistband, you can tell he’s erect. Fully hard in his underwear. 

“Yes.” 

Dragging your body down his, he practically growls at the loss of your wet cunt over his lips. His body tastes so good beneath your mouth. Painstakingly, you press your chest firmly against his toned abdomen as you sloppy kiss your way to his ankles. His hard-on presses against you on your descent, and your nipples get hard as you tease his excitement between your breasts. His cock is practically ripping the seams of his briefs. Sweet man. His breathing is shallow as you tease the hem of his underwear between your teeth, letting it snap against his skin. Pulling them down and tossing them to the floor somewhere, you expose his full length- no doubt delighted to be free from constraints. Seeing Gale’s pink, bobbing head, you can’t help but envision it wet, sliding against your clit. Silk-covered heat covered in your slick. A groan escapes you at the thought, and you realize you may be staring. Your bottom lip is between your teeth as you quickly lean down and take a bite of his soft inner thigh. Gale’s eyebrows furrow and he sighs in anticipation. He loves the way you look up at him. Heated eyes through lashes peering up between his legs. He can tell you’re restraining yourself, and it makes him so much hotter. He wants you. All of you. To be completely at your mercy. 

You continue downward. Sharply, your lips meet his skin as you bind each of his ankles to the bedposts. Taking a step back, you appreciate the view. His reddened cheeks, his cock hard to his navel, and tousled hair, silently begging for you to become unleashed. 

“You look so pretty when you’re tied up and hot for me.” Your gaze and hips shift into a seductive prowl toward the wizard, bound against the soft mattress. You’ve got him exactly where you want him; your pretty man. Slinking up his body, you lower to an inch in front of his face. 

He wants to violate the rules. He wants to lift his head and capture your lips, or at least ask politely for them. But he wants to be good for you, and his sheer enjoyment in obediency outweighs his urges. So instead he swallows hard, and his eyes flutter up to meet your gaze. You bring your fingers up to trace against his velvet lips, and he sighs against your digits. You release a breath you didn’t realize you were holding, “You’re so good to me.” Gale whimpers at your praise, and you crash your lips to his, your palm holding his scratchy, bearded cheek.  Soon your tongue finds its way slithering past his lips, caressing his pink, wet muscle. A soft moan escapes him as you suck his tongue, and your hand trails down his chest to pluck at his nipples. “Nnghh…”  

Tiny electric currents ripple through your sex, “Mmm, sweetness, I could tease you like this all night.”

The night you learned of Gale’s sensitive nipples was beautiful, to be sure. You alternate between lightly caressing your knuckles and fingertips around his nipples to pinching and plucking them, relishing in his gasps and restrained noises. He moans and squeezes his eyes shut as you roll his hard nipples between your fingers. 

The flesh of his neck, shoulders, and chest is supple between your teeth as you bite and suckle your way down his tight abdomen. Hugging your arms against his sides, you press your forehead to his navel, fluttering kisses around his belly button. Cherishing his pulsing heartbeat, his fastening breaths. Adoration overtakes your body. If it could pour from your fingertips to lace between his hip bones, it would. Allowing your tongue to flicker from your lips you press feather-light kisses down the trail of hair leading between his legs. 

Gale's breath hitches. He lets out a whimper as you press open-mouthed kisses around his erection, thoroughly avoiding it. His shaft was hard, and soft as satin. With its protruding veins, it stood long, polite, and fuckable. Slowly, you run your tongue up his thighs and cup his balls with your mouth, tongue circling as your chilled fingers dance down his length. Gale shudders at the sudden contact on his aching cock.

An amused smirk quirks your lips as you circle his plump tip with your thumb to spread his leaking precum. His eyes close and he groans as you tease the sensitive area. You command, “Watch me pleasure you.” He opens his eyes with his bottom lip between his teeth. You make a show of lifting your ass into the air and arching your back as you slot between his legs to spread them. Your sweet mouth licks one painfully slow stripe up his cock, tongue moving teasingly along his shaft and around his head. Tingles of excitement circle your hole and spread to your clit. You feel yourself growing wetter with each lewd noise he makes. The sucks and kisses you give around his pelvis and on his cock again drive him crazy. He wants to buck into your mouth, hold your head and keep the hair out of your face, hold your hands, anything just to touch you. His fingers are twitching in his restraints and he’s nearly panting. Wetting your lips, you lick one last stripe up his dick before tucking your teeth beneath your lips and taking his cock in your mouth. He exhales a sigh of relief and moans of pleasure, “Haah.. Aaahh.” 

Starting with a hand at the base of his shaft, you pump him and twist in time with your mouth. Over, and over, until you get used to his full length. Picking up speed, you take him into your throat until tears prick the corners of your vision, and your nose brushes his trimmed pelvic curls. Your tongue swirls up and down his shaft as his tip nearly bumps the back of your throat, and his muscles tense within the restraints as he cries out in pleasure. Just as you begin to feel his cock start twitching in your mouth, you pull away. Gale gasps and instinctually whines at the loss of sensation. 

You rise to grip his throat,  “I didn’t allow you to come, did I?” 

His eyes are half-lidded as you apply more pressure, “No, my love.. mmm…” 

“Do you like it when I choke you?”

You dance the tip of your tongue under his earlobe, “Answer me.”

His cheeks are covered in a pink flush, “Hoh… Yes.”

You pull back and look into his eyes. A heavy fog of desire surrounds you. 

“Are you going to be good for me? Come when I tell you to?” 

“Oh, yes love, please.” 

Climbing over his body you position your bare cunt over his mouth again. “Earn it.” 

Your clit is practically throbbing. He raises his head to meet your soaking arousal without hesitation. Gale runs his tongue through your folds and drinks you, tongue dipping into your center to get a full taste. He pulls back to teasingly suck on your folds, before open-mouthed kissing your clit. Your clit is hard and stiff when he sucks it in his mouth like a man starved. He hums with your clit against his tongue, sending waves of pleasure pouring out from your center and spreading through your core as Gale makes soft circles around your fully aroused bundle of nerves. He wishes he had his fingers pressing against that deep spot inside you, squeezing out the juices from you. His forearm muscles flex against the headboard, thick arm veins pulsing blood through his appendages. You bury your fingers in his hair and press weight against his face. The pleasure which shoots through your every nerve is overtaking you, as you pinch and tug your nipples above him. Lightning bolts of pleasure shoot down your spine, and the rubber elastic in your lower belly grows tighter with each deep breath you take. Grinding your clit against his flattened tongue, it’s almost ready to snap. Goddess, you’re so close. So so close. No- not yet. You pull off his face, panting. His beard shines with your arousal as he tries to catch his breath. He looks at you with begging, furrowed brows. 

“Gods, you’re so hot. So fucking sexy, you sweet man.” 

You clasp the sides of his desperate face and kiss him deeply, your tongues mixing as you moan into each other's mouths. You need to fuck him. You need him inside you. You start grinding your wet sex against his cock. So fucking slick. Every time his dripping cockhead meets the tip of your clit a spark of your orgasm once lost returns. “Ughn..,” you could cum just from this. You groan in sync. Your heads are fuzzy and light- in another plane. The weave isn’t needed as your mortal pleasures take control. You gaze into his eyes, lost to your desires. 

“What do you want, Gale?”

He is a writhing, desperate mess beneath you, “Your desire. I wish to … ungh… make love to you. Hah… and taste you- ahff … touch you.” 

His cock is unbearably hard. Lining him up with your entrance, you ease down on him slowly. He growls in agony of your teasing. “You will. But…,” you take him to the hilt in one drop of your hips, and he throws his head back in ecstasy. Your hand returns to his throat to firmly squeeze as you bounce on his cock. “You will come for me first… ah.. hah.. as I fuck you.” The moans you milk from him are delicious. The muscles in his arms and legs visibly tighten and flex as you slide your wet cunt over his cock. Gods, his dick is amazing. You feel him filling you more with every buck of your hips. His squirming excites your once again stiffening clit as you fuck yourself on him, and your composure drops, “Fuck! You feel so good.” 

As his noises become louder, you grind on him, your hands flying behind you, bracing on his thighs for support. Gale’s brow is furrowed, his head thrown back. A sheen of sweat covers his skin under your unending torment of pleasure. His hands grip his restraints, trying to find purchase in something. “Agh! Please!” 

“Come for me. Ah.. come undone for me. You’re all mine.” 

He edges closer to the precipice at your words, toes curling and muscles tightening.

“Say it, Gale!” 

“Agh.. I’m yours. I’m- Agh!”

With a series of broken words strewn between gasps and moans of pleasure, Gale came inside you. As you milked the last of his orgasm, you could feel his spend shoot into you, hitting your cervix with waves of pleasure. “Mmm… you feel amazing.” 

A sense of urgency peaks Gale’s voice, “Unleash me.”

As you untie the last restraint holding his wrist to the bed frame, he pins you down against the mattress, now on top. Your arousal is dripping down your thighs and your hardened clit is screaming for attention. Anticipation burns in your lower belly. Gale pins your wrists at your sides and kisses you deeply, “I am yours, my love, and you are mine. It’s my turn to show you that.” 

His broad hands cup your breasts, one hand teasing your nipple while he takes the other in his mouth roughly. Your need is painfully stiff between your folds– all you want is friction. Your hips inadvertently buck off the mattress, and Gale smirks against your skin. He makes quick work of sloppily kissing down your body, paying mindful attention to taking bites from your hips and inner thighs as he guides your legs over his shoulders. With his breath directly over your core, he stops. Peering at you with his dark brown eyes, his stare is darker and more commanding than before. You want to grab his hair and shove him forward. Your clit is aching and you need his tongue. Now. The intensity in his gaze stops you- makes you even stop breathing for a moment. He presses firm, slow kisses on your mound, circling your need but never touching it. 

“As much as I would love to devour you, I believe I need a command,” he looks at you, grinning. 

And you realize you’re no longer the one in charge. As quick as that, you’re being commanded to command him (really, beg him). You realize you’re not above it. Not with this tongue dancing lightly across your folds. His beard lightly scratches the plush flesh of your inner thighs and center, which leak your combined arousal.

“I need your tongue. Gods, Gale please.” 

With a satisfied hum, he runs his tongue flat over your clit. The pressure building inside your bud dissipates into waves of electric pleasure as he massages your clit, and sucks it in his warm lips. The grip he had on your thighs drifts to your hips, thumbs caressing your skin as he makes out with your clit. He snakes a hand beneath his chin and begins to circle a finger around your opening, teasing you and collecting your slick. His finger easily slides in from your arousal. Ripples of pleasure become crashing waves upon the shores of your fervor. Gale finds the sweet bundle of nerves within your depths at the curve of his finger, and hearing your moans of pleasure, he adds another. Your legs grow limp and fall further open on their own accord, your body relaxing, arching, tensing, and releasing by itself as his mouth works on you, fingers pumping incessantly. Heat washes over your body, and it’s like you’re floating. You don’t even notice the texture of the bedsheets or the scratch of them against your scalp as you arch your body and throw your head back in pleasure. The muscles in your hips and lower stomach are tightening. As you stand on the rocky banks of your pleasure, you see the tide of your orgasm coming quickly closer. You close your eyes, waiting for it to swallow you. Until it doesn’t. 

You gasp at the loss of Gale’s mouth against you and snap your head forward to look in his direction, mouth agape with rapid breath. With a more-than-satisfied grin, he slows down the pumping of his fingers to a torturous pace, and kisses above your pulsing clit, making you shudder. 

His eyes bore into yours, “I’m not done savoring you.”

You two stay like this for a minute. Gale kissing around your hips and vulva while he waits for you to come off your high. His fingers are still pumping in and out of you, keeping your fire alight. As your breath slows, he lowers his mouth back to your core, scooting his shoulder forward so your leg hitches higher to pump into you at a deeper angle. His fingers in his free hand find your nipple as he returns to sucking and flicking your clit with his velvet tongue. Faster than you expected, you’re standing on that rock again. Your pleasure flows as he tweaks and rolls your nipple between his fingers. Your breathing deepens, moans pouring freely from your parted lips as you grasp onto his hair. The tides are closing in at twice the intensity as before. Your heartbeat quickens. You curse, and that wave you have been waiting for comes crashing over you. Clawing at the pillowcase behind your head, you cry into the night. Your hardened nipples arch into the cool air, and moonlight drapes your convulsing, squirming form as Gale holds your hips steady under his relentless tongue. Jolts of electricity shoot up your arching spine, and your thighs grip around Gale’s head. He moans into your center, and it sends reverberations of pleasure shooting across your body. You sense your toes starting to uncurl as Gale slows down, letting you ride out the waves of desire. Your breathing slows once again as he lazily kisses your clit, allowing life to return to it. 

When you think he is done, his mouth pins you to the shore once more. He removes his fingers from you and brings both his hands up to your now sensitive nipples, still electric from your orgasm. He grazes them with his fingers and it fills your clit again, and you realize he wants another. He’s always greedy with your orgasms. He always needs more. His dark eyes stare into yours as he flattens his tongue against your clit. 

“Fuck,” you whimper. 

Your legs start quivering. The overstimulation is bordering on pain as another coil burns in your belly. 

“Come for me, love.” 

His mouth works on you with a blazing determination. For a second time in a matter of minutes, you break for him, swearing and gasping and crying out gibberish under his ministrations. He moans again into your cunt, and his arousal at your orgasm only deepens your high. Your eyes squeeze shut, your mind transcends, and your body quivers like gelatin. Gale pulls away slowly, pressing light kisses to your mound and stalking back up your body to kiss up your neck. He cups your face in his hands and rests his forehead against yours, his hard need pressing against your belly. 

“Gods, you’re beautiful,” Gale rasps. 

He kisses you deeply while your eyes remain softly shut. Trusting the guidance in his motions, you rest your limp arms on his upper back and wrap your legs around his waist. He lines up at your entrance and slowly starts pushing in. You moan into his mouth at the delicious stretch of your cunt. Your fingers interlace with his hair as he buries his head into your neck, kissing and sucking your skin as he quickened his pace. 

Between moans, he can’t help the confessions which fall from his lips.

“I love you. Ahh… More than anything in this world…. or the next… More than words could ever ahh.. express.” 

The pull of his cock against your walls brings you back to life. He pounds into you now, a sheen of sweat covering his body as he crashes his mouth to yours. Your tongues rub together, sharing the taste of each other’s arousal. A sharp pleasure rings through your center with every thrust he plunges into your core. You’re growing hot again. 

“Oh, Gods, Gale I love you too. Fuck!” 

Your nails rake down his back and he shudders, his thrusting shuddering in rhythm as he sputters his hips against yours, skin to skin. He groans and cries in pleasure with his face buried in your neck. He buries in you one final time as his seed shoots against your cervix, and your hand goes to stroke his hair. The two of you are on cloud nine, bodies and consciousness connected as he heavily lays on top of you, his weight comforting the comedown. You gently hold Gale’s face in your hands and exchange a chaste kiss, nuzzling your faces together as he grows soft inside you.

You unclasp the collar from Gale’s neck, and the arcane scones return to their brilliant light. 

“You’re wonderful, my love,” he tenderly praises, pulling out and laying beside you to gaze into your eyes. He scoops a hand behind your back and pulls you close, your head resting over his bicep. You bask in his afterglow, feeling the heat of your bodies blanket you in comfort. You rub the tip of your nose against him, and his smile widens. Exhaustion suddenly sets over the both of you. Gale murmurs a few words of an incantation and the two of you (with the sheets) are clean of fluids. You kiss him again, your aching limbs becoming lazy as you feel yourself sinking into the mattress. He eyes the bath in the other room, knowing you must be sore.

“Allow me to take care of you.”

Gale mutters a few more words, and you see steam rising from the tub in the bathroom. He takes you in his arms in one fluid motion and carries you princess-style to the bath.

“I’m so grateful to have pulled you from your portal that day, my dear,” you dreamily recount. 

His crow feet crinkle as he laughs, “As am I, for more reasons than one!”

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Gale x Reader NSFW WIP

I don't have a title yet and it's about halfway done. Finals are finished at Uni and now I have a bit more time to work on it. Here's a sneak peek for when it's done! Tags and NSFW below the cut. Lmk what you think so far!

Tags: Bondage, Submissive Gale, Dom Reader, Soft Dom, Gale x F! Reader, Gale x Tav, Post game, Work in Progress, this is like the second of fourth page rn lol

WC: 444 out of 2k rn..

“On your knees.”

Gale’s eyes lock onto yours as he lowers to the ground. The corners of his mouth upturn to that smug look he frequents. 

“I’ve always been a pious man… in some ways.” 

You run your fingers through his hair, guiding his head to the side. You take note of his protruding Adam’s apple—the rise and fall of it as his breath hitches and he swallows hard. The long wispy scars of the orb stain his skin a dark purple. You push his head back, so he looks up at you again. His head falls with no resistance, pliant and soft in your hands. 

“I should have bought a gag for you.” 

These first acts of soft dominance are already sparking something in him. You can read him well by now. The way he rolls his shoulders back with a deep breath. His eyes grow darker with desire.

“And yet my tongue is free to roam as it pleases. You should have accounted for my propensity towards verbosity if you wanted me quiet.”

He’s challenging you, and you won’t feed into it.

You turn your back to him with a resolute “Hmph,” and snatch an enchanted collar from the desk just a few feet away. A silencing collar. The thread is made from sussur blooms. With this on him, he will have no magical loophole, the weave within him silenced. For a little while. Completely at your mortal command. A thick band of black leather with a soft blue glow emanating from the seams. At the sight of the silencing collar getting closer to him, Gale can’t help but squirm a little.

With your forefingers under his chin, you guide his head up. Bending down, you start planting kisses on his cheeks and lips. They trail down his neck, becoming more open-mouthed. You need to taste his pulse points. His sweat, his skin, his heart beating hard under your lips. Gale hums when your tongue dances a stripe from his pulse to that special spot beside his ear. You can’t help but give his earlobe a nibble as you pass by. 

Pulling away and giving him a look of assurance, you move your hands behind him to finally clasp the collar around his neck. It fits perfectly. Snug, but not suffocating. Just tight enough to be constantly present. The air stills. It feels thinner. He peers at you through dark lashes, and it’s kindling to your fire. The weave that would flow through his veins is silenced. Arcane sconces trembling before dimming to a low flame. It reminds you of the power he normally possesses. Now stripped away. 

“Do you trust me?”

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a very married solstice

Tav & Gale ring in their first winter solstice as a married couple by having some fun by the fireplace while the rest of the crew are still sleeping upstairs. AKA: festive dry humping galore.

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The first winter for Mr. and Mrs. Dekarios arrived long after the first snow in Waterdeep. A thick blanket of the glistening flakes coated the ground outside of their tower, continuing to grow thicker as more flurries fell from the aurora-colored sky.

Gale shuffled closer to Tav, letting out one of his adorable sleepy groans. She giggled softly in his arms. “Happy Solstice,” he said sleepily. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple. Tav rolled to her side to face him and wrapped her arm around his waist.

“Happy Solstice,” she murmured into his shoulder. As she adjusted her legs, she felt something stirring beneath her partner’s festive pajama bottoms. “Really?” she asked cheekily.

“Mmm,” Gale’s deeper tone made Tav snuggle even more into him. She was completely enamored with the noises he made, especially when they were cuddled up so cozily together. Not in bed, though, this time. Gale ran his fingers up and down Tav’s bare shoulder under the blanket. “You know what you do to me, my love.”

Tav grinned. “No idea what you’re talking about.” She slid her knee so it brushed against Gale’s growing hardness. Her smirk widened when he let out a startled groan. The fingers tracing her arm gripped around her for a moment.

Gale pressed his mouth to the shell of her ear. “You’re an absolute menace, love.”

Today was the perfect time for being a menace. Instead of sleeping in their bed upstairs, the couple covered the living room in blankets and pillows so they could sleep by the fire last night. A large Nordmann fir tree decorated in a rainbow of glowing lights added to the tranquil atmosphere. Presents were piled under it wrapped in various shades of paper — a much larger assortment than it had been two nights ago, before their friends arrived.

Seeing how enchanted Tav was with the setup, Gale suggested that they sleep there for the night. There were plenty of guest rooms to house their friends, and it would be quiet enough after everyone went off to bed. Which was rather late, considering how much spiked cider went around. Even Lae’zel passed out and was now sleeping in with the rest of them.

Tara had also left them to go cuddle up with Wyll. So the newlyweds were all alone downstairs.

“Can you put the fire on?” Tav asked sweetly. Gale obliged with a flick of his hand, sending warmth flooding through her. A glow cast over them from the flames. The scent of warm cinnamon sugar wafted out from the fireplace as well — Tav had no idea how Gale charmed that, but she absolutely loved it. Especially right now.

Tav slipped her hand under Gale’s sweater, enjoying the heat of his body. He let out a contended sigh at her touch, grateful that her hands weren’t freezing for once. She traced lines over his abdomen, then went over the V in between his hips. Nothing sounded as beautiful as his sharp intake of breath when he was surprised like this.

She pressed a kiss to the bottom of his throat before gently sucking at his skin. “Gale,” she said in between kisses up his neck, “I want you.”

He let out another deep, delicious moan as he tightened his arms around her. When their eyes met, he could tell that she was being serious. Mornings seemed to be the best time for her, and who was he to stand in her way?

Gale’s voice was still thick with sleep when he asked, “Do you want to go to our room?”

Tav shook her head, keeping her eyes on his. “Here,” she whispered. “Everyone’s asleep.” She kissed and licked at his neck. “No one will be down here for at least half an hour.” A bite nipped at his skin. “Plenty of time.”

Gale rose his eyebrow at her suggestion, but the throbbing in his pants proved that he was more than happy with her idea. Normally he would scoff at thirty minutes — and at being in the open while all of their friends are upstairs — but he had a much more one-track mind straight after waking up. And the only stop on that track was pleasing his wife.

He shifted his weight to lay above her, his leg sliding up between hers this time. She moaned as he kissed her. His lips and tongue teased hers while she splayed her knees open. Gale smirked against her lips, pleased by her sleepy lust. “As you wish, my love,” he spoke once he pulled away from their kiss.

Tav threaded a hand through his hair to pull him back down to her. Her other hand ended up resting above her head, as it always did when she was under him. As if she wanted him to pin her hands down.

Their hips rolled against each other while they kissed. The thrill of being caught — even though they were under blankets and wearing pajamas — heightened the pleasure for both of them. Private as he was, Tav didn’t refer to him as Gale danger kink Dekarios for nothing.

Gale whimpered after he moved his leg to the side so Tav would press up against his clothed cock instead. Tav caught his bottom lip in her mouth and bit down hard enough to elicit another whimper. He moved to trail kisses down her neck, sucking and biting the more sensitive spots. She loved to be marked up for everyone to see.

She stopped him as he was about to duck under the blankets. Big, brown eyes looked at her questioningly. “I don’t want your mouth,” she said softly, threading her hand at the back of his neck to pull him in for another lingering kiss.

“What do you want then?” He looked genuinely confused, bringing out the crease between his eyebrows, the worry lines across his face. Like a puppy.

“This,” she replied with a gesture to their current state. “I want to kiss you, and I want to…” she trailed off. It was still hard for her to express her desires, but she’d grown much more comfortable with Gale.

His lip and eyebrow quirked at the same time. “Rut against me?” A blush quickly spread across Tav’s face when he filled in her sentence. Gale was even more unabashed with her at this hour.

She bit her lip, wide eyes staring at him as she nodded. She felt Gale’s cock twitch against her. Her hand caressed his abs while he slipped a hand under her shirt to trace his fingers along her side. She instantly shivered and arched into him.

“Lovely as that is,” Gale kissed her collarbone, “I’m not going to last long like this. I can move so it’s just my leg you’re rutting against?” Now he was the one blushing. He knew Tav wasn’t deterred by a quick orgasm from him — she actually thought it was endearing — but he couldn’t help the faint trace of embarrassment.

Tav shook her head. She kissed the tip of his nose. “You can start with your leg,” she offered. “But I want your cock within five minutes. I don’t care how long you last.”

Surprise and desire were evident on Gale’s face as he whimpered. His lover was rarely so direct, and hearing those words out of her mouth made him even harder. He nodded dumbly, unable to come up with his usual retort. All he could do was oblige.

Gale shifted to press his knee in between Tav’s thighs once again. As he kissed her, he nipped and licked at her lips. Every time he sucked against that sweet spot, she whimpered and ground her hips against him. It was bliss.

Even though his cock wasn’t getting physically stimulated at the moment, it still dripped precum as he felt her warmth against his leg. Her little shorts were thin enough for him to feel the beautiful outlines of her center. And a small wet spot, he noticed with pleasant surprise. He pressed harder against her, kissed her deeper, with this new gratification. He knew she rarely got wet before having an orgasm, and it had nothing to do with how aroused she was, but he couldn’t deny how excited he was whenever he could feel some of her wetness. Thank the gods for mornings.

Tav tapped a nail against Gale’s back. “Time’s up,” she informed him with a sly smile. Her husband shook his head with a smile before shifting back.

“Is this okay?” he asked. He was propped up on one elbow, one hand still caressing her side, and his hard cock settled between her legs. She let out a small giggle, and Gale knew she was feeling a much damper spot from his precum.

“Perfect,” Tav replied. Gale dove back into her lips, gently grinding against her as they kissed. They were both moaning softly and gripping at each other. Gale brought his hand down to her bare thigh, rubbing small circles with his thumb. He brought this thumb closer to the end of her loose shorts, then lightly tapped it against her clit.

Tav jumped a little, not expecting his thumb sliding under her shorts. It felt amazing. And of course, he withdrew his finger just as quickly.

Gale already felt himself getting closer. It was unbelievably pleasurable to be against his love like this. Sensing the end of the rope and not knowing if Tav wanted him to finish her with his mouth or hand — or both — he uttered their favorite spell against her lips.

Her hips jerked against him instantly. She hooked a leg behind him to pull him in closer, desperately angling her clit against the head of his cock. The vibration between two layers of thin fabric felt delicious. Tav’s whimpers grew more frantic as they rutted against one another in earnest. Gale gave her lip another little bite to try quiet her down.

It had the opposite effect. She wasn’t loud — she never was — but they were also too invested in each other to notice if anyone had come down and could hear them. Or see them. It didn’t matter. They were in another realm entirely.

Gale’s cock kept moving up and down against Tav’s clit. The pinpoint of buzzing felt like it was tickling her in the best way possible. He’d been doing this with his tongue or his finger since the first night they had sex (Gale assured her that their sex is still sex), but he’d never done it with his cock before. She didn’t know it could still have the same concentrated effect over a larger area. He probably hadn’t known either.

The thought that he practiced this magic for her drove Tav to the edge. Her leg shook against him as she came, her back arched, her kisses turned into one hard press, and Gale rutted against her through it all. Gale gripped her waist and moaned as warm cum shot out of his cock, dampening his pants. He could’ve sworn he felt a hot wave of Tav’s arousal before his own took over. He continued moving — he’d been on a mission the past few months to help her have longer orgasms — until she nudged him back.

“Fuck.” The word left Gale’s lips softly once he pulled his mouth from Tav’s and got a good look at her. They both took in each other’s flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and messy hair. Tav smiled up at her love.

“That was wonderful,” she told him. The self-satisfied grin he expected came. “I’m so happy I can finally say I made you cum in your pants!”

He rolled his eyes at her playfully. “I could say the same for you, you know.” He kissed her cheek, her nose, her other cheek, her forehead.

Tav loved the idea of him talking about that with their friends. Who accepted them, who never said their relationship wasn’t real because they didn’t have a certain kind of sex. Who would certainly get a kick out of this particular exploit happening one story under them.

Her smile remained as she traced her thumb over Gale’s happy trail. “Please do.” She ran her other hand through Gale’s hair and tucked a bit behind his ears. “And thank you for the early present.”

A matching smile graced Gale’s face at this. “Thank you, my sweet Tavlin. You are the most amazing present I could ever hope for.” Then he pouted. “I didn’t get to taste you though.”

Tav laughed at his pout. Undeterred, Gale formulated his proposition. “You know, I think it’s only right if I clean you up with my tongue first. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, after all.” He made the connection sincerely.

“I thought we were having pancakes?” Tav asked innocently.

“That’d be my brunch then, if you’d oblige a wizard in need.”

“Fine,” she said through another laugh. He grinned and ducked under the blanket to lick her pussy free of cum. The thought crossed his mind that there might be some of his too considering how thin their clothes were, but that wouldn’t stop him. Tav tangled her hands in his hair as he pulled her shorts to the side and languidly licked at her sensitive center. This was Gale’s favorite solstice present.

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holiday fics

Ch 11 of invisible string, aka the winter solstice ball chapter, is out now!

That being said, it doesn't feel right to just have one work for my favorite time of year (besides halloween). So let me know if you want a lil smutty Gale one-shot next week :)

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I love how he's a soul defiling one-man-orgy cunning linguist deep dick you in the afterglow of battle freak but then knocks out this hilarious little shy high school thumb hold/lip peck combo like his mother is watching from the across parking lot. 💕🫠

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invisible string: snowball fight edition

ch 10 is out now!! i don't post all these chapters on here cuz it'd be a lot but i'll try to update as a reminder every once in a while. or if there's anything extra fun, like a snowball fight with gale 😏

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three gales and a sorcerer walk into a bar (NSFW)

Pt 3 of Casual

Summary:

“Fuck, Tav,” Gale groaned out. Apparently getting his cock licked was all it took to condense his vocabulary.

A literal take after Gale's line in Sharess's Caress - “If I’m not enough for you, I could always conjure us up some sort of non-sentient companion.” Gale conjures 2 mirror images (one is the regular simulacrum from the game, the other is a female version) for a night of pleasure with Tav.

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“If I’m not enough for you, I could always conjure us up some sort of non-sentient companion.”

The offer from Gale makes Tav’s heart sink, as she realizes how personally he took her interest in Nym. Tav had always liked women — Gale was the only man she’d ever been interested in — and she was curious about a sexual encounter. But that was just that, wanting to indulge a curiosity.

It had nothing to do with Gale, whom she loved more than anything. She felt like a complete idiot for making him think that. Although … it did its job in bringing up the alternative, if it’s something Gale would actually like to do.

Tav looks at her partner, wondering how to address this with their present company. She finally settles on distraction.

“Actually,” Tav looked at Astarion and Shadowheart, “Could you guys keep talking to the other patrons and see if you find anything? I think the bandages on my leg came undone, and I need Gale to fix them.” She doubted the pair would buy her excuse, but at least she’d be afforded some alone time with Gale to apologize.

Astarion smirked at the drow twins’ confusion, then said, “Sure thing, darling. Make sure Gale wraps it tight this time.” Shadowheart raised her eyebrow but joined him on the way back to the bar.

Tav gave Gale a questioning look, holding her hand out to him so they could go to the restroom together. His warm palm found hers, and she led him up the stairs and down the hall until they happened upon an empty room.

She closed the door and turned around to face Gale, holding both of his hands in hers. “Hey,” she started, “I’m really sorry about that. You’re more than enough for me, you’re everything to me, and I love you so damn much.”

“I shouldn’t have said that. I should’ve talked to you about this first so you’d know it’s just a fantasy I’ve always had — but not something I need to do, especially now that I’m with you,” Tav continued. “I just … wanted the experience of pleasing a woman. Truly for curiosity’s sake, since I love you and only you. That’s another part of it where … I wanted you with me because I want you to be pleasured. I know I can’t offer you ‘regular’ sex, and I know you say it’s okay, but the option would be there if we were both with Nym. I know it was stupid though, and I’m so, so sorry, Gale.”

Gale couldn’t stay mad looking into his lover’s teary, earnest eyes. “Come here,” he murmured, pulling her into his arms. “I love you. I don’t want to be with anyone else, and I’m not comfortable with you being with anyone else. I didn’t realize that it was more about your sexuality than me, though, and I’m sorry for that. Still…” he hesitated.

He didn’t want to get in the way of her exploring this part of her identity. He knew it’d always be something she wondered about. But he also knew how jealous he’d be seeing her wrapped up with someone else, and he most certainly didn’t want to be sexually involved with another.

Tav rubbed her hand in circles on Gale’s back, sensing his internal conflict. “Do you…” she started, voice muffled by the fact that her face was still squarely pressed into Gale’s chest. “Were you serious about conjuring a magical being?”

Gale chuckled at her shy question. “Yes, if that’s something you’re interested in. It’s certainly possible, and I wouldn’t mind it.” He took a second to think about it. “Well, I’d probably still be a little jealous, but not as jealous as I would be with another person.”

“I don’t want to make you jealous!” Tav exclaimed. “Would you be jealous of me getting pleasure or giving it?” She asked, thinking she had a solution to both.

“Well, both, I guess. I’d be jealous of my mirror image pleasing you, to be honest. I’m sure it’s something I can get over, though, if I’m also there pleasing you. And doing more of the pleasing.”

Tav giggled at Gale’s genuine answer. Gods, he really was a giver.

She decided her idea should work for them both. “I definitely don’t want to receive anything without you doing most of the work.” Tav was grateful that her face was still hidden in Gale’s chest, because she knew how red it was about to get. “Like if you ate me out and your mirror image held my hands down and played with my hair. That’d be … nice.”

Tav felt Gale’s heart thump a little harder, a little faster. She continued with her idea of giving pleasure, “and I’d only want another being, a female one, for me to … experiment with. She could even be the female version of you, or a prettier version of me, so it’s not like seeing me with some stranger.”

Gale gave her hair a little tug so she’d look up at him. “There is no prettier version of you,” he spoke the words slowly. “You’re absolutely perfect the way you are, okay?” He knew Tav wouldn’t actually agree with him, but she needed to know his stance on the matter. Even if he’d said it a few times before.

“Okay,” Tav acquiesced. “So, I guess it’s a female Gale then?” She smirked.

“Yes,” Gale chuckled, “we can do that.” He leaned in to kiss her forehead. “I love you,” he said softly against her temple.

“I love you too.”

Tav’s hands caressed Gale’s hair as he pressed kisses down her body. The group was staying at the Elfsong Tavern so they could have some more space … Gale’s tent would be a bit cramped with four people.

Or entities. Tav wasn’t really sure how to think of them.

She was lying down on the bed, her head propped up in the lap of Gale’s mirror image. He gently brushed through her hair, occasionally murmuring praises.

Another spectral being lay next to her. She had long, wavy brown hair, large doe eyes, an adorable Grecian nose, full rosy lips, and a light dusting of freckles across the middle of her face.

She was currently still clothed in a sweater and trousers. Gale wanted to make sure to thoroughly warm Tav up before they brought in more variables. He wanted her to be relaxed.

The woman beside Tav — she decided to call her Raven — traced her delicate fingers along Tav’s bare arm. She shivered at the sensations and attention given to her whole body.

Gale left his spot between her thighs to kiss Tav’s lips. The kiss was colored by his need as gently pressed against her while he danced his tongue across the outside of her lips. He moaned when she pulled on his bottom lip, giving him a little bite.

Gale moved his lips against Tav’s for another moment. The couples’ hips moved together as well; Tav could feel Gale’s arousal through his trousers.

She bent one knee so she had more free space to rut up against him. It felt so glorious being able to explore pleasure in a safe space. With a safe partner.

“How are you doing?” Gale asked breathlessly as he paused to look at her.

Tav raised a hand to brush a lock of hair behind his ear. “Good,” she replied with a soft smile. She hesitated before continuing. “I think I’m ready for … more.”

The corner of Gale’s mouth lifted as he looked down at his love. So flushed, so nervous yet excited to explore something new with him.

He propped himself up on an elbow. “How do you want to do this?” Gale asked. He amended his question once her raised eyebrows reminded him how indecisive she is. “Would you like to see more of Raven?”

Tav’s eyes widened with the lustfully excited ‘really?’ Gale had grown used to in their time together.

“Yes,” Tav answered. “Please.”

Her lover smirked and sat up onto his knees — wincing at the achy pop that emitted — so he could cup Tav’s cheek in his hand. “You’re such a good girl.”

Gale chuckled as he felt Tav’s hips thrust up against his leg in response. She pouted up at him before raising onto her forearms and bringing herself up to sit.

Right in spectral Gale’s lap, which made both men groan. Tav smirked with pride.

“You’re so pretty.”

Tav’s head turned to Raven. She had been aptly aware of her, but the lack of familiarity made her unsure of what to say or do. She settled for a bashful “thank you.”

Luckily, Gale had accounted for that when conjuring these beings. They’d take charge without pushing her into anything. They were an extension of his consciousness, and thus a product of his desires and knowledge regarding Tav.

If it was her desires that drove them … Well, Gale thought he’d be the one on his back with his mirror image above him.

Raven regarded Tav with a reassuring smile. She sat up to join everyone else.

As Raven brought her hands to the hem of her sweater, she asked her question. “Would you like to see me undressed?”

Tav swore she felt her heart stop. Both Gales sat close to her, stroking her arm and back gently to remind her that this was real, and she was in control. She nodded desperately, unable to form words.

The real Gale leaned in and kissed her forehead. Tav’s gaze returned to him and she felt her heart melt.

He spoke low and soft. “You’re in control, sweetheart. This is your time and space to explore what you like, okay? There’s no expectations or embarrassment.”

Tav leaned into his chest and clutched his hand. “Thank you,” she whispered. She felt so lucky that he would take care of her like this.

Raven began to lift her sweater up as mirror Gale’s hands traced circles on Tav’s back.

Tav paid all of her attention to the pale skin being unveiled before her. Raven pulled her top over her head and tossed it behind her, exposing her chest.

The air immediately hardened Raven’s nipples even more. The rosy buds stood in stark contrast to the soft, pale flesh of her breasts.

So beautiful, Tav thought. She reminded herself to say it aloud, so at least Gale would know what she was thinking. Tav brought her gaze up from Raven’s breasts to tell her. “You’re so beautiful.”

Raven grinned and responded with her thanks.

Tav felt embarrassed at how big this was for her — she had never seen a woman naked, yet Gale had. Dozens of times. Maybe even hundreds. It wasn’t anything new to him, but it was to her.

And she’s not even fully naked yet, Tav reminded herself.

Tav turned her head to face Gale, anxious to see his reaction. He was just staring at her.

He asked her again how she felt, and she told him again she felt good, just embarrassed.

Gale smiled and pressed a kiss to her brow. “Trust me, everyone’s stunned when they see breasts for the first time.” He meant to comfort her, but realized his words had the opposite affect as she frowned. She was imagining him — his first time with someone else.

“What I mean is,” he jumped in while reaching an arm around her waist and pulling her in, “is that there’s no reason for you to be embarrassed. You deserve to enjoy this, and that’s all I want. I’m here to watch you.”

That finally got a small smile out of Tav. Gale sighed in relief.

She couldn’t believe that this beautiful, half-naked woman was in bed with them, and Gale was looking at her. And he knew she wasn’t going to take all her clothes off.

“Would you like to touch me?” Raven asked Tav seductively.

Tav whimpered and nodded in response. She reached out a shaky hand and tentatively placed it under Raven’s collarbone.

Her skin felt smooth and strangely, but pleasantly, cool to the touch. Tav scooted a bit closer for better access as she drew her left hand down to cup one of Raven’s breasts.

Raven’s moans encouraged her. Tav traced her fingers lightly around the soft flesh before venturing to her nipple.

As Gale continued to rub soft circles on her back and coo in her ear, Tav decided to go for it. She leaned in closer, moving her left hand over to Raven’s other breast, her right hand down to her waist, and her mouth to her nipple.

She flicked her tongue out and reveled at the moan that escaped Raven. Tav drew circles with her tongue, sometimes lightly sucking on the pink bud. A tingling sensation grew between her thighs.

Gale ran his fingers through Tav’s hair while his mirror image stroked her thigh. Tav moaned against Raven’s breast as she felt Gale’s nails gently rake over her scalp.

Raven cupped the back of Tav’s head, and Tav took the cue to move to Raven’s right breast. She renewed her ministrations, caressing the other hardened peak with her tongue.

A rush of adrenaline filled Tav as she looked up at Raven. Her eyes were half-lidded, head tilted back, lips parted, and cheeks flushed. She was just as pretty as her Gale.

Tav moved one hand from the sensitive skin under Raven’s breasts down her stomach. She pulled back to ask, “May I?” as her hand stopped where Raven’s trousers began.

Gale’s hand stilled for a moment in Tav’s hair. It was a delicious, comforting pressure. He leaned in to kiss the shell of Tav’s ear, causing her to giggle.

Raven smiled at the couple before returning her gaze to Tav. “Of course,” she said. Then she spread her legs apart.

“You’re doing so good,” Gale said into Tav’s ear. Goosebumps covered her skin at his low voice so close to her.

He continued, “Remember this is all about what you want. Are you feeling alright?”

Tav smiled softly at the care in his voice. “Yeah,” she replied, “I feel good.”

She felt her nerves sparking, but she felt comforted by the lovely man behind her.

So she brought her hands down to Raven’s trousers and slid them down her pale legs. Returning to remove her lace black underwear, Tav gave Raven a questioning glance. She was answered with a nod and Raven lifting her hips off the bed, so Tav gently pulled the fabric down and cast it aside.

This was it. Raven proudly parted her legs again, exposing her slit.

Tav felt her breath catch in her throat. Her mind was singularly focused on Raven’s center.

It took her a minute to remember that she was truly here, she was capable of doing things. She placed a hand on either one of Raven’s thighs and gently massaged the soft skin. Raven let out a throaty moan and spread her legs wider apart.

Now Tav had a much clearer view. As her slit parted, Tav noticed her swollen clit standing out, along with a steady trail of wetness leaking out of her.

What Tav didn’t noticed was the whimper she herself let out.

Gale leaned in closer to wrap his arms around his love and rest his chin on her shoulder. He pressed a kiss to the warm skin.

Tav’s hands inched closer to their destination. “Can I,” she trailed off, unsure of herself. Gale pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, giving her the courage to go on. “Touch you?” She finished, blushing.

Raven smiled again, patient as ever. “Yes please.” She leaned back on the bed.

Her whole body seemed to glow as Tav moved her left thumb to gather some of the wetness at her entrance. She felt so warm. And so slick, Tav thought with envy.

Tav slowly moved her thumb up to her clit. She wasn’t going for all the other teasing that Gale often did. She didn’t really know how, and she didn’t really care to find out in this moment. Especially given how wet Raven already was.

Tav turned around to face Gale. She pressed a hard kiss to his lips, taking him by surprise. Still, he returned it in earnest, tightening his grip on her.

She licked at his lips before pulling away, leaving him moaning and breathless. She smirked at his reaction to a quick kiss.

“Does she look different?” Tav asked. Gale furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

She amended, “Is her vagina more… open than mine? Like something you can see, rather than just feel?” It’s something she’d always been curious about, but she’d never had a chance for comparison.

Gale chuckled and shook his head. He pressed a kiss to her forehead before answering. “Yes. It’s not a huge difference visually, but you can see a clear opening and more of her inner walls. That’s not visible with you, it’s more smooth muscle until I use some pressure to dip my finger down and into your pretty pussy.”

How he kept a straight face while saying that, Tav had no idea. Her mouth dropped open while her clit pulsed. She yearned to press herself against Gale’s knee, but her body was still facing Raven. All the while, the two spectral beings were chuckling at her reaction.

Tav pouted and scowled playfully at Gale before turning back around. She’d get her time with him in a minute.

Spectral Gale was rubbing Raven’s clit as they watched the couple with amusement. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly, but not very sincerely. “I got bored and thought I could keep her warm for you while you two eye-fucked each other.”

Gale let out an indignant scoff while Tav rolled her eyes and swatted his hand away. “Much appreciated,” she said with a laugh. “Now it’s my turn.”

She gathered more slick and moved her thumb up between Raven’s pink folds. Back where she left off. “Mhm,” Raven groaned as she threw her head back.

Tav smiled, excited, and began rubbing small circles around her clit. She marveled at the way Raven moved and moaned differently depending on how she touched her. All of it seemed pleasurable.

She switched to the vertical motion that she herself loved. Raven gasped and bucked her hips against Tav’s hand.

Tav giggled, causing her to finally notice Gale’s hard cock pressing against her back.

Gale moaned and gripped her hips as she pressed back into him.

As beautiful as Raven’s body was, Tav didn’t want to just look and touch anymore. She wanted to taste.

She leaned forward onto her forearms, lifting her ass and pressing it against Gale’s stomach in a puppy-esque pose. He groaned with desire at feeling her against him, seeing her in this position she so rarely got into with him behind her.

His hands found her hips again. He kept a reassuring pressure on her.

Gale’s mirror image brushed Tav’s hair out of her face as she lowered herself down to be level with Raven’s center. Tav looked up at the girl again.

“Please,” Raven whined.

Tav placed soft butterfly kisses to her inner thighs. She could smell Raven’s sweet scent, like strawberries in the rain. Is this what she smelled like to Gale?

She finally understood the aphrodisiac quality. She formed her mouth into a small O and blew a warm breath onto Raven’s clit.

Raven let out her sweetest moan yet, delightfully similar to Gale’s. Her hips shifted closer to Tav’s mouth, clearly craving more. Tav obliged.

She licked a strip from the bottom of Raven’s entrance, tasting her sweet nectar, to her clit.

“Fuck,” Raven moaned. Her hands clutched the blankets as she held herself up to watch Tav eat her out. Gale’s simulacrum moved one arm around Raven’s back to help support her, using his other hand to trace lines on Tav’s shoulder.

Tav softly licked at Raven’s clit. She moved her tongue up and down, side to side, and pressed harder on each upwards stroke.

“Good girl,” Gale said to her.

How could his words excite her even more than what she was currently doing?

“That she is,” spectral Gale agreed with his hand in Tav’s hair. Gale glared at him, still a bit jealous of the other self he created.

Tav moaned against Raven’s pussy as she drew the nub into her mouth and sucked. Raven’s moans grew louder and more desperate as Tav pulsed her tongue against her clit.

She only pulled away to address her own needs.

“Gale,” she whined. “Can you touch me?”

Gale’s face flushed. “It’d be my pleasure, my love.”

He dragged his thumb across her clit through her shorts. Tav shivered as she brought her mouth back down to pleasure Raven. Gale continued his strokes in tandem with the strokes of Tav’s tongue.

After a few more minutes of languidly licking, sucking, and kissing her pussy, Tav pulled back again to ask if she wanted a finger inside of her.

“Fuck,” Raven answered breathlessly, “yes.”

Tav brought her index finger to her mouth, swirled her tongue around it to wet it, and brought it back to Raven’s opening. She began gently pushing it in as she placed kisses around Raven’s clit.

It glided in with ease. Bitter jealousy coursed through Tav again, but she tried to push it aside. Just because her body worked differently didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy being on this end of things.

Especially with Gale touching her.

She crooked her finger inside of Raven. She was so wet, so warm, but so open. Now Tav finally knew how different she felt from ‘normal’ women. Still, Gale loved her.

Tav didn’t exactly know where Raven’s special spot was, but she figured she could find it. If she didn’t get there on her own, Gale could give her a demonstration. Spectral Gale, she corrected herself. She’d be incredibly jealous if she saw her Gale’s finger inside of someone else.

Raven screamed when Tav found her g-spot while licking at her clit. Tav smiled around the nub and applied more pressure with her finger.

She realized that Raven would probably want two fingers, but that freaked her out too much. If she could scream from one finger, Tav reasoned*, it should be fine*.

Tav glanced up to see spectral Gale teasing Raven’s nipples between his fingers. She felt another rush of heat between her own thighs.

He grinned cheekily as he noticed Tav looking at them.

Tav’s own arousal must have translated to the pace of her tongue against Raven and her finger inside of her, because Raven screamed again as she came. Her muscles spasmed around Tav’s finger, wet juices flowing out of her pussy.

A few minutes later, Gale’s turn to please Tav had finally come. He refused to leave her lips for a single moment, instead pressing kisses against her throughout every shift of her body. Eventually, she pulled away.

Gale took a second to marvel at how beautiful she looked. Her lips were swollen, cheeks flushed, strands of hair stuck to her face. Nothing else mattered to him at moments like this.

Tav looked up at him as she bit her lip anxiously. “I have an idea.”

The wizard quirked up an eyebrow. His mirror images looked over in interest from their entanglement next to them. “Do go on,” Gale encouraged her.

“Would you maybe…” Tav started. She steeled herself to get the words out as fast as she could. “I thought maybe we could sit together, with you behind me, playing with me, while your mirror image masturbates.”

Gale could only gape at the suggestion. Clearly, this was something she had thought about before. Though she was looking down in embarrassment, she asked him. She told him what she wanted. That’s all he could wish for.

Jealously continued to plague him when it came to the simulacrums. He’d luckily be giving her the physical pleasure in this case, and he understood that it would be difficult for him to both please her and masturbate for her at the same time. Without a mage hand or two, that is. It stoked a fire low in his belly knowing that’s what got her off — watching him get off. Yes, it was his conjuration, but the idea was the same.

He gently tugged Tav’s chin up so she’d look at him. Their hearts beat in tandem as he pressed a firm kiss to her lips. “I’m game,” he said to her with a smile. “But, I do have a proposition of my own, if you’d indulge me.” He kissed her forehead. “It’s completely okay if you’d rather not.”

Tav hummed, wondering what his proposition was. “Care to elaborate?” She asked as she leaned into his warm chest. Still rudely covered by a shirt.

Gale chuckled softly as he smoothed his hands over her back, allowing one to tangle in her hair. “I was thinking that if you’re watching my simulacrum, then maybe we could position a mirror a bit behind him, and off to the side, so I could watch you?” He tried to make the suggestion as lightly as he could. Heat rushed through him at the thought, but he never wanted to pressure her.

“You don’t have to be fully undressed,” he assured her. “I just want to watch your beautiful face.” His hand reached up to stroke her cheek.

She pressed her face into his palm, briefly closing her eyes to enjoy the sweet contact. She shifted to press a kiss to the palm of his hand, causing Gale to let out a surprised whimper. Of course, she giggled at that. He rolled his eyes at her in turn.

“Sounds good,” Tav said with a bright smile. “Could you conjure me something a little more sexy to wear then?”

Tav sat with her back pressed against Gale’s now bare chest. And his hard cock. She wore a lacy peacock blue nightie that complimented her breasts while flowing out past them, so it comfortably covered her stomach. Gale’s fingers were dancing at her core under its hem.

He pressed kisses to her head, her neck, her shoulders — anything he could reach — while he watched her reactions in the mirror. Meanwhile, she watched his simulacrum sitting across from them slowly stroke himself.

Raven rested between Tav and the simulacrum. She watched them both while running her fingers along Tav’s legs and feet in ways that made her shiver.

Tav moaned and bucked with her hands tied behind her back. Each shift of Gale’s deft fingers — the one vibrating on her clit, and the one stroking the inside of her pussy — caused her to gasp. Heat flooded between her thighs as she shifted her gaze from Raven to a masturbating image of Gale to the mirror where Gale watched her face as he played with her.

Every time he caught her eye, he smiled at her. This only made her clench around his finger as more wetness pooled between her legs.

“You’re so beautiful,” Gale spoke lowly in her ear while he watched them in the mirror. “I love feeling how wet and needy you get from looking at how hard my cock is for you. I can’t count the number of times I’ve laid in my tent, stroking my cock while thinking about your sweet laugh, your adorable smile, and your precious, delicious pussy.”

He knew his voice was what sent her over the edge, especially when he was absolutely fucking obscene. Tav came undone with a cry of his name.

Raven held her legs down so Gale could continue to touch her through her orgasm. Tav’s hips bucked, she pressed her knees together, and finally pressed her hips back against Gale as she was overcome with pleasure. Gale whispered one more sweet nothing into her ear while the finger fucking her slowed down. “I love feeling your wetness squirt against my palm when you cum for me, Tav.”

She whimpered and sagged against him with her eyes closed.

Gale was a good boy, cuddling with her while she recovered. But as they began shifting against each other in the bed, the simulacrums still reverently touching Tav in every place she wanted, he somehow ended up with his head between her thighs.

One of Tav’s hands was fisted in his hair as he lapped at her pussy. It’d been a week since he last tasted her, and he wanted to savor every drop. Gods, how he’d missed this.

His mirror image held Tav’s other hand up over her head. Gale kept their connection strong, so he could speak the words to Tav that he wanted. He told her how good she was, how delectable she tasted, and how much he loved that she allowed him to make her come again.

Two more hands caressed every inch of Tav’s body that wasn’t covered by her lingerie or currently being devoured by her wizard. Raven focused on the parts Gale couldn’t reach while his finger was buried inside of Tav and his tongue was most certainly not going to leave her clit until she had come on his mouth at least twice.

Tav’s gaze slowly went up to where their mirror now floated. She’d be against his lavish expenditure of magic for her pleasure if she didn’t know that pleasing her gave him more of a boost.

Once she saw the full image of them — Gale lying on his stomach between her legs and grinding his cock into the mattress, her fingers twined through his gorgeous hair, his simulacrum smiling down at her while he pinned her arm pack, and Raven caressing her while still unclothed — she couldn’t hold her second orgasm back.

Gale moaned as her wetness splashed against his mouth, soaking his beard, while her legs shook around his head. He was incredibly grateful for her hand being pinned down, because he didn’t want to stop. He gave her a small reprise as his movement slowed down to sweet, loving kisses while her walls slowed in their pulsating around his finger. His simulacrum gently took her hand from Gale’s hair and held it firmly with the other one. “We can stop at any time,” he told her. “Your safe word is apple.” Tav nodded, unsure of what the plan was.

Once her muscles relaxed as much as they would, Gale cast another lubrication spell and rubbed his finger against her g-spot in quick, small movements. Tav’s shocked moans caused beads of precum to leak out of his cock as he flickered his tongue against her clit.

Tav opened her eyes again, barely believing that Gale was still going. But there he was, absolutely devouring her while practically humping the blanket under him. Her thoughts were consumed with this image of Gale pleasing himself — being so turned on that he resorted to humping the bed — and she felt all the muscles in her lower body tighten as a third orgasm hit her. She cried out in pleasure once again, unaware of her heels digging into Gale’s back or the wet pool she was making under them.

“Please,” she gasped out as the pleasure faded into overstimulation, “Gale, I’m finished.”

Gale pulled back to shower her center with kisses before he propped himself up and at smiled at her. “Did you enjoy that?” He asked cheekily, clearly pleased with himself and his effect on her.

Tav playfully glared at him. “Obviously,” she responded, gesturing to his very wet mouth. “Now clean that up and come here. Please,” she added saccharinely.

He obliged and went through the normal routine of cleaning his mouth off (for her benefit) and placing a warm, wet cloth between her legs to help with the pain and mess. Once he was done, Tav reached towards him with her cute little grabby hands. Gale smiled down at her as he eased himself back onto the bed and in her arms.

They embraced for a few moments before Tav lightly pushed him back. “How are your knees?”

“Fine,” Gale replied with a raised eyebrow. He wasn’t really on his knees during this entire evening, so he wasn’t sure why she was concerned now.

“Good,” Tav grinned with a blend of innocence and seductive mischief. “On your knees, please.” She motioned Gale up.

Still confused, Gale followed her command. He rose to his knees on the bed in front of her, his cock bobbing in the air. He had cleaned up most of the precum, but another bead leaked out as he got a look at Tav’s face right in front of his hardness.

The way Tav smiled up at him from this position struck him in a way he had never felt before. There was so much love, lust, and vulnerability.

She reached for both of his hands and placed them in her hair. “Gale Jr,” she directed the order at his mirror image, “support him if he needs it.” She turned her attention to Raven. “You can keep your hands on me, if you like.”

“As you wish,” the simulacrum replied with a grin.

“My pleasure,” Raven murmured as she pressed against Tav, running her hand over her thigh.

Tav took one last moment to enjoy the utter bewilderment on Gale’s face. Then she leaned in and licked the tip of his cock.

“Fuck,” Gale exclaimed in surprise. Somehow he didn’t see where this was going.

Tav grinned before pressing her tongue against his slit and licking another strip.

Gale whimpered, and his mirror image braced him to keep him upright as his knees buckled.

“Fuck, Tav,” Gale groaned out. Apparently getting his cock licked was all it took to condense his vocabulary.

“Sweetheart,” he continued as he gently pulled Tav’s head back. “You don’t have to do this. Seriously. I don’t need anything, or expect anything, like that from you, my love.” He looked at her with pure care even when he clearly wanted to come.

“I want to do this,” Tav assured him seriously. “I don’t want to like, deepthroat you, because ow, but I do want to taste you. You taste like cinnamon rolls, by the way. I just want to play around with your cock in my mouth for a bit, if that’s alright with you?”

His cock bobbed up, seemingly giving Tav the okay. Gale wanted whatever she wanted to give him. “Okay,” he said. “That’s more than alright with me. But any discomfort, physical or mental, and I want you to stop, okay? Just press a nail into my thigh and I’ll pull away.”

Tav wished she could kiss him, but there was no way she was raising up to meet his lips. So she settled for pressing a kiss to the head of his cock, eliciting another deep moan. “Yes sir!”

Warm, wet lips met Gale’s cock. He sighed and shivered at the contact. Tav brought one hand to his thigh and gently wrapped the other around his cock. She gave him a little squeeze as she moved her mouth down. The tip of his cock was in her mouth.

He had never even let himself think of this possibility. It didn’t feel right before their relationship, and it rarely crossed his waking mind afterwards since he knew her desires and limits. So this was an earth-shattering, star-crashing experience for him.

For being with Tav, his love. For being the first time he had this specific kind of pleasure in …. years, actually. It’d been years since he’d been intimate with another mortal, and this wasn’t something Mystra deigned to do.

Tav moaned softly as she swirled her tongue around Gale’s tip.

“Tav,” Gale whimpered. Her name sounded so beautiful on his lips.

More sweet precum leaked onto Tav’s tongue, which she swallowed happily. Gale almost lost it at feeling her swallow around his cock, even though only an inch was in her sweet little mouth.

His simulacrum dripped lubricant onto Gale’s cock, seeming to anticipate what Tav wanted to do. She muttered her thanks to him — which was just a hum around Gale’s cock, to his pleasure — and began moving her hand up and down Gale’s shaft.

The suction of Tav’s mouth was utterly divine. Gale ran his fingers through her soft hair while he murmured praises.

“My love,” he said nervously, “I’m not going to last much longer.” He choked on a moan. “I can finish somewhere else, you don’t have to —”

Tav started to shake her head before realizing how weird that was with his cock in her mouth. She pulled off of him with a pop. “I want you to cum in my mouth, Gale. I can always pull away or spit it out, but I want to try it,” she stated firmly.

Gale nodded at her, his body begging him for release at her words. Tav brought her mouth back to his member. She traced circles with her tongue, slowly pumped her fist along his shaft, and then moved her other hand from his thigh to lightly touch his balls.

Gale gasped at the unexpected contact, his cum immediately spurting out into his love’s mouth. He saw nothing but her, thought of nothing but her, and wanted nothing but holding her in his arms for the rest of their lives. He would’ve fell back if his simulacrum hadn’t held him up as pleasure ravished his entire body.

Tav kept her mouth around Gale’s cock for a solid minute before pulling away. She quite literally was playing with it, as if it were a sweet lollipop she wanted to savor.

She swallowed every drop of his warm cum, now sure that his underwear enchantment had to make it taste like icing. It was quite the pleasant experience. With a smile, Tav grabbed Gale’s hand and yanked him down to her. They collapsed onto the bed together, limbs entwined.

“That was amazing,” Gale said. His exertion was still clear by the breathiness of his voice, which Tav loved. She snuggled closer into him.

“I agree,” she spoke into his bare chest. The thin sheen of sweat on him was unreasonably attractive.

Gale kissed her temple. “I promise you I’ll be able to put more words to that experience at a later time, when I am not so literally spent from your affections.” Once he had more energy, there was no stopping him from waxing poetic about their entire night and the pleasure — both mental and physical — he got from being with her. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“Love you too,” Tav murmured. Gale could feel her smile against his chest. “Now magic a blanket over us so we can cuddle properly.”

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"But as we all know, nymphs are sticklers when it comes to their bathing routines. You, my friend, haven't been near a fresh spring in a tenday or more. Not that I don't appreciate your... musk. I actually rather like it."

"..."

"... Well, this seems as good a time as any for me to stop babbling on."

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Cradle of Eternity

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Give me a pining and desperate Gale. A Gale that has fallen for you but due to his unstable orbe he cannot act on it.

Gale thinking about you on a night, desperately trying to not touch himself over the thought of you because the netherese orb is still unstable. The moment it is stable he enjoys himself in his tent, fantasising over you, imagining everything he would do to you now that he can.

I want Gale being a thirsty bitch.

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Invisible String: Ch 2

More therapy babes!

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“Am I supposed to drink blood?” Aspen asked indignantly. She’d been like this – a vampire? – for 2 months. She hadn’t drunk blood once. But she also had regular IV hook ups to keep her electrolytes balanced and pain managed. She ate regularly. So she couldn’t be a vampire, could she?

But then what was she?

Her therapist looked caught off guard for once. That wasn’t a great sign. “Typically, yes. But your case clearly isn’t typical, though that doesn’t come as a surprise to me at this point. We’ve still been giving you small amounts of Astarion’s blood – he’s the one who turned you. He works here, actually,” he added.

Dr. Silverbough ran a hand down his scarred face. “Your appetite has been fine though, and you’ve kept all of your food down. Which is great, it’s just… unprecedented. It’s something we’ll have to continue to monitor, along with your blood intake.”

Aspen blanched in disgust. What was she supposed to drink from? She knew the ‘humane’ thing to do is drink animal blood, but she’d personally rather drink from a consenting human than an animal. Maybe she would need to talk to Astarion about that. Her sire, of sorts, should be more equipped to answer her. She grew anxious at the thought of meeting another man.

She became used to her only contact with a man being within these four walls covered in paintings of nature, the room complete with a worn green couch for her to lounge on while she recounted her trauma. Tissues were sitting in a leafy box on the table next to her.

She cried often during their sessions, which had been mortifying at first. She sobbed so hard that she couldn’t speak for the whole hour – she’d just sit there shaking and blowing her nose. But Dr. Silverbough comforted her through it all. He said it was just as important as the talking part of their therapy. Emotions didn’t only come out through words.

“How do you feel about that?” Dr. Silverbough asked. He respected her struggle with verbalizing her feelings, yet he made sure to give her the space and coaxing she needed to open up.

Aspen sighed and took the chance to re-situate herself. This time, she laid on her back with her legs straight up. It probably looked ridiculous given there was no wall to rest her legs against, but it was comfortable. She blew a strand of dark hair out of her face before answering. “Weird. I guess I’m glad I don’t just have to drink blood… but it’s confusing. And I don’t even know the person who turned me. I’ve been consuming his blood, for Selune’s sake.”

The professor offered her a slight smile, though she was staring up at the ceiling. He had painted a soft blue sky on it to make it more comforting for students. “You can meet him, if you’d like. Whenever you’re ready. He’s a dear friend of mine, and I’m sure you two will get along swimmingly. He’s certainly excited to see you in less dire circumstances.”

Aspen laughed at the thought. “I doubt he’ll even recognize me when I’m not a bloodied pile of bruised tissues trying to hold together broken bones.” Her entire body was still covered in bruises, which was more unsettling now knowing that she had vampire blood coursing through her. It’s known for its healing properties, and here she was with dark purple and red marks taking up the majority of her skin.

Dr. Silverbough was thankfully used to Aspen’s coping mechanisms by now. He let out a small chuckle of his own, mentally conceding to her point. There was no way Astarion could recognize her if he didn’t introduce them.

There was no face to see that night, no features to correlate to the soul he’d brought back to life. He wasn’t going to verbalize this though. The girl across from him already had a pretty damn good idea of how she looked when they met.

He glanced down at his watch to see it was almost 4 PM. Their sessions normally started in the late afternoon, since Aspen needed to spend most of her day sleeping, and lasted until she was talked out for the day. Often times, they would speak again for another hour after dinner, or before she went to sleep. Or tried to, that is. Her insomnia was wickedly cruel to her.

They had been talking for over 2 hours. She needed to eat. He asked, “What are you thinking about for a snack?”

Aspen turned her head to grin at him. “One of your amazing acai bowls,” she replied dreamily. The fruity sweetness was the only thing getting her through most days. She wanted a change though, so she decided to go for it. If he trusted her progress enough to tell her why and how he brought her back, maybe he trusted her enough to go on a little adventure with him.

Dr. Silverbough returned her smile and stood up, grateful that the ceilings in the castle allowed for someone of his height to move around without incurring head injuries. The words, “coming right up,” were just leaving his mouth when he noticed Aspen’s mischievous smirk. He raised an eyebrow as he paused in front of his chair.

“Can I come with you?” Aspen pleaded with wide eyes. “I want some fresh air.” She had to see some of what surrounded her. And she seriously did need to go outside and touch grass. It was good for her, and her therapist knew it.

He hesitated while taking in her hopeful expression. “Are you ready for that? We won’t go far, but I’ll take you outside and around one of the kitchens if you’re up for it.” He didn’t want to push her, didn’t want her to feel panicked by a new space and new people. But the route he was planning on shouldn’t be busy at this time of day, and he’d be there for her in case she needed a moment.

She gave him a tentative smile. “I think so,” she spoke softly as she lowered her legs and sat upright. She winced at the pain in her side from some of her stitches pulling with the movement.

Dr. Silverbough had been holding a hand out for her. “I told you not to do that,” he frowned. Aspen just smiled before finally grabbing his hand to help her up. It was time to get a better look at her new life.

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Invisible String: Ch 1

Jump forward two months to a therapy session between Aspen and Dr. Silverbough, aka Halsin.

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“Why in the Hells did you bring me back?” Aspen asked her therapist for the third time that week. It had been two months of this – two months of laying in the medical ward, multiple sessions with Dr. Silverbough each day, and not a clue of why she was alive. One day, she thought, he had to answer. Not only why, but how.

Dr. Silverbough, or Halsin as he told her to call him, let out one of the deep sighs Aspen had become familiar with over two months of spending most waking hours with the man. It was odd how he always sighed, but never yelled. He was remarkably kind, though she knew it couldn’t last.

“I suppose it’s time I tell you more,” he said. Not that he had told her anything. She appreciated that they had solely focused on her and the two years of torture she went through before it was so, so close to being over. But she was still annoyed that he couldn’t let it be over. She knew it had to be in the realm of magic, but she had no idea what happened.

She should’ve died. She might’ve died. Did he make a deal with a devil? Did the universe have more sick torture in store for her, even after nearly every bone in her body had been shattered while she hung bound and conscious?

“I know you’ve went through an indescribable amount of pain in your life, much of that being in the past few months.” Dr. Silverbough held Aspen’s gaze with an unnerving amount of what appeared to be empathy. “I know you will continue to live through this pain and its effects, and I’m truly sorry for that. It’s why I’m here for you every step of the way, but I know nothing will ever erase your experiences.”

The therapist continued. “That being said, I also have a few hundred years of experience with the threads of life. I know you weren’t going to die despite the blood loss and organ failure you experienced. I don’t know what was keeping you in an eternal limbo – but I knew I had to bring you back to stop the incessant pain that plagued you as you waited for a death that would never come.”

“So, that’s why I brought you here.” He meant Blackstaff Academy, where Aspen had resided for the past 2 months. Not that she had seen anything outside of the medical ward. She knew it made sense with him being a professor (and now her personal therapist) at the academy. But she didn’t know how he got her body to mend.

Dr. Silverbough clasped his hands in his lap. “I have a friend – a vampire – that turned you. He fed from the small amount of blood still coming from your neck, and we spent a week transferring his blood along with a plethora of alchemical remedies to you via IV.” He paused for a moment to let her take it in. Shock flickered across her face as she wondered if she was now a vampire.

Would she have to live forever? Please, please, please don’t let that be my fate, she thought.

“Normally we wouldn’t turn someone like this, but it was the only way to save you. I know we forced this choice on you, and you have every right to be upset with us. We didn’t see another choice though, besides condemning you to suffer.” His deep yet gentle voice carried on while Aspen’s head swarmed with questions.

She had a hell of a lot of questions, but one took precedence. “Now what?” She asked. “What am I supposed to do now?” With her entire life?

“Whatever you like,” he answered seriously. Seriously unhelpful, too. “I’d like if you stay at the academy. All you need to focus on is healing as much as you can. The rest is up to you. You can live here, you can study here, you can find joy here. You don’t need to worry about finances or what you’re ‘doing’ with your life.”

“I promise you,” Dr. Silverbough emphasized, “the academy will always support you and provide for you. This is a home for students, and having brought you here myself, I can assure you that your life is taken care of in bureaucratic terms. Even with our –” he stopped himself for a moment as his eyes flickered red.

He took a deep breath before continuing. “Headmaster, my friends and I at the academy will make sure you always have a safe space. No matter what happens here, or what you choose to do with your life.”        

What the fuck was up with the headmaster? Aspen figured she’d find out soon enough if she decided to study there. Which she really, really wanted. She had only ever known herself in two ways – being owned by another person, and excelling in academia. She had nothing outside of that.

She was sure that her therapist would help her try to find other things to fill her life with, but it couldn’t hurt to start with the most stable thing she’d ever had. She tried to calm her anxieties about the future. Hope had never been on her side, but neither had a shapeshifting professor/therapist.

Hopefully, he meant what he said.

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Invisible String: Prologue

“Ah, you must be our new student, Aspen. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” It was certainly a pleasure, she thought, one that would likely keep her up at night.

After being left for dead, Aspen is found and brought to Blackstaff Academy by Halsin Silverbough. She’s focused on healing, navigating her new vampirism, and learning magic, when she finally meets Professor Dekarios. It seems that an invisible string of fate has brought her here, and all she can hope is that her new life and new professor treat her better than her past.

A modern x magical AU longfic with found family and a slow-burn romance with our favorite wizard professor.

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Aspen’s broken body lay in a crumpled heap off the side of Iron Road. A raven pitched itself on what was once her neck, though now it looked closer to a piece of meat that had been run over more than a few times. The bird cawed until it garnered the attention of a bear from the dark woods.

The bear was the third being to see what was left of Aspen. He let out a roar that would’ve caused a crash had any cars been out at this hour. His muscles rippled as he shifted back into his human form, praying that he could bring back the figure lying in a muddy, crimson pool. He maneuvered around the raven until his hand found a pulse point in the figure’s neck.

It felt like a low buzz under his fingertips – a marker he knew meant the torment that only came with one’s body and spirit being catastrophically destroyed, but not having the simple privilege of being released from life. The shifter carefully lifted the body so he could settle it over his back. He winced as he watched one of the wrists swing down from the arm, connected by one stubborn thread of tendon. He cradled the small hand and whispered a prayer before shifting back into his bear form.

With Aspen’s body perched on his back, he ran.

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sharing a tent with gale

ch 2 of a very wholesome magic lesson! no actual smut, just gale battling his hard-on while cuddling with tav.

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Tav stood outside of Gale’s tent, letting the brisk air calm her racing heart at the thought of sleeping with the wizard. In a completely platonic way. She hugged her fuzzy pink blanket to her chest. Her water bottle and small pouch with lip oil, mint, and an eye mask were tucked in the soft bundle. A muffled moan from the couple they left behind reached her, causing Tav to cringe. They were minutes away — how in the hells could they be so loud? Tav couldn’t imagine moaning so loud that a person two feet away from her could hear, let alone hundreds of feet. She took a deep breath and parted the fabric door to Gale’s tent. “Hi,” she said meekly as she entered. A soft amber and sandalwood scent hit her. Tav smiled as the scent eased her. Gale was half-lying in his bedroll, propped up against a pile of eclectic pillows so he could read. Tav’s eyes widened involuntarily as she took him in in the warm light. He was so damn pretty.

Gale looked up to meet Tav’s gaze, his smile widening as he saw how adorable she looked clutching her blanket. “Fancy meeting you here.” He moved a hand from his book — that he hadn’t read a word of since he opened it to try to convince his body to calm down while his mind freaked out about Tav sharing his tent — to pat the space next to him. “Settle in,” he said. “Or would you like this spot instead? I’m fine with whichever.” He definitely wasn’t stalling. He just needed to breathe, and tell himself that a perfectly platonic friend was going to sleep next to him out of necessity. No reason for his mind — or his cock — to go crazy. Absolutely none.

Tav’s brow wrinkled as she considered her sleeping spot. She decided to go for settling in next to him. She’d hate to make Gale move when he looked so cozy.

“I’m good here,” Tav replied as she walked over to the bed roll and sat down on Gale’s right side. She pulled up the blanket she shared with Gale and draped her own on top of her, placing her water and bag next to her.

She tried to figure out something to do with her hands now. She didn’t know what to say with Gale looking up at her like that. He was normally the one looking down at her. Now he was looking at her instead of his book.

“Are you comfortable?” Gale asked. “Is there anything I can get you?” He had already tidied up his tent, arranging a throne of plush pillows so Tav had her pick. He also stashed one under the blanket on his left side, so he’d be prepared to place that between them before his morning erection woke her up.

Hopefully that’ll work, he thought. There was no amount of self control that could keep him from getting hard when spending the night with Tav. Even though he was well-practiced in distracting himself from desire due to the orb, he had little say where his blood went while he was sleeping.

“I’m good,” Tav repeated with a smile. Her vocabulary certainly became more limited when she was focused on him. Should she be disappointed that he was still wearing his sweater? Did he normally sleep with a top on?

She tried to push the thought of a shirtless Gale out of her mind as she laid down with her head propped against two pillows. She wanted to run her fingers over the lines of the orb, see if he moaned at the contact, learn if it felt warm like she’d imagined it.

Stop it, she chided herself. There’s no amount of wine in Faerûn that could make him want anything like that with you.

Gale was about to ask her if she wanted to do anything before trying to sleep when she brought her blanket up to her nose, hiding half of her face. Gods, she was the cutest thing he had ever seen.

He took a few seconds to compose himself. “Do you want to read or anything before bed? Or I can just turn the lamp off now,” he offered. He had plenty of books for her to choose from, conveniently stacked on either side of the bedroll.

Tav considered his question. What she really wanted was for him to read to her…. she wasn’t likely to fall asleep under any other circumstance.

But with his deep, gentle voice next to her? Maybe she could finally relax.

She lowered her blanket to her chin so her voice wouldn’t be muffled. She had to ask for it — what if he said yes?

“Actually,” she started, “could you read to me for a bit? My eyes are kinda tired, but I feel like … it’d be sort of like a lullaby if I could listen to you read. If you want, of course.”

If I want? Of course I want that, Gale thought. He wouldn’t be able to focus on his book normally with her lying beside him, but if she wants him to read aloud for her… He could certainly do that.

“Of course,” Gale answered. He was touched by how sincere she was. She never asked for anything, and he felt honored that she felt comfortable enough to ask him for this sweet act.

He turned to lay on his back so his side was pressed against Tav’s. Heat crept into his face at feeling how warm and soft she was next to him.

He put the arm that wasn’t propping up his book around her shoulder. “Is this alright?” He asked after muttering his frost enchantment to emit coolness from his body for her. He still felt pleasantly warm, but this would help her feel cool enough to sleep.

Tav sighed, “it’s perfect.”

Gale’s cock definitely did not stir at that. It’s just a sigh, just an intake of breath, and a little sound. Completely innocent.

Tav interrupted his “get yourself together” thoughts with a question. “Can we snuggle?”

Gale let out a surprised laugh. They were already lying side by side, and yet she still asked to cuddle. She really was innocent. He tried to remind himself of that so he wouldn’t have nefarious thoughts at having any closer contact with her.

“Yes,” he chuckled while looking down at her dark eyes.

Tav smiled, thanking herself for asking. He was going to read to her and snuggle with her. What more could she ask for?

Well, there was more, but she couldn’t ask for that. He wouldn’t want to do it anyways.

At least that’s what she told herself as she shifted onto her right side, draping her left leg over Gale’s thighs, and resting her face and her hand on Gale’s chest. She kept her blanket clutched in that hand, held up to her nose for comfort.

Gale looked down at Tav in stunned silence. Surely she could hear — and feel — his heart thundering in his chest. He had longed for her resting like this with him for weeks. Her braids falling behind her, her cheek pressed to his chest, and her bare leg on him.

He cursed himself for keeping his sweater on; he wanted to feel her hand and her face on his skin.

Nonetheless, he was grateful that her leg was low enough for her to not notice how much he was struggling to not be turned on. If she moved it up though….that would be another problem. Especially if he felt her soft leg brush over the growing hardness in his trousers. Then there’d be no hope of getting it to go away.

Only when Tav looked up at him expectantly did he remember that he was supposed to be reading to her. Not staring and marveling at her beauty.

Gale cleared his throat and returned his gaze to his book. He began reading to her, and soon she was breathing steadily against his chest. He smiled as he gently placed the bookmark back into the book before moving it to the stack of tomes beside him.

Then he turned off the lamp behind his head and gathered Tav in his arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Goodnight,” he whispered as he held her.

Gale whimpered in his sleep. It was the most endearing thing Tav had ever heard. Although it did make her wonder if he ever moaned in his sleep…

She had moved around a bit in the night, but not nearly as much as she does alone. Still, she ended up snuggling into Gale’s chest again. His soft breaths were so calming to her, and there was no way she was going to get up before him and lose that.

She had to savor it.

Gale’s dreams were filled of taking Tav to Waterdeep, showing her his extensive library, and licking her pussy on his bed. Their bed, in his dreams.

Unsurprisingly, his cock was throbbing throughout most of the night. When he finally woke up to Tav half on top of him, it took him a moment to gather his bearings.

They weren’t in a relationship, they were just sharing a bed. Because it’s cold and quiet here, not because she’s in love with me.

His cock was taking longer to conform to reality. Please gods tell me that’s precum, and I didn’t actually cum in my pants because Tav is sleeping with me.

The pillow that lay beside him was no help. There was no subtle way to move it over his hips while her leg was splayed across him.

So he settled his head back and traced circles on Tav’s bare shoulder with his thumb.

“Morning,” Tav groaned softly. She managed to burrow deeper into the blankets and Gale’s side.

Which only made Gale’s heart and cock tighten more.

He hadn’t realized she was awake. At least no part of her was pressing against his erection. He just had to make sure to stay laying like this while he waited for it to go away.

“Good morning,” Gale replied.

Tav’s leg twitched as she took in how deep and sleepy and adorable his morning voice was. She moved her leg up a bit higher to stretch her leg, when she felt some resistance.

A sharp intake of breath from Gale confirmed her suspicions of what she just brushed over. Tav stilled before letting out a small giggle. “Sorry. I forgot guys do that,” she muttered into his sweater.

Of course she chalks it up to a normal morning erection, Gale thought. He was bothered by the fact that she never seemed to consider that someone could be attracted to her, but counted his blessings for her insecurity making it less awkward to explain.

“Sorry,” Gale parroted with an embarrassed chuckle. “It’ll go away in a few minutes.” He stopped himself from groaning out loud in mortification.

But he felt Tav smile into his chest.

“Mhm hmm,” she hummed. She wished it’d stay.

Then Karlach’s voice broke the two out of their yearning thoughts. “Shadowheart, did Astarion bite you?”