#|| ❝ i see you gale of waterdeep. i see you ❞ || wizofwaterdeep
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@wizofwaterdeep || send a 👄 for a 💋 gale resent because 4 was much too prude for this nasty wizard
Astarion tempted kisses with the same audacity he bent fate, and the wizard’s breaths were a lively thing in tow. Generous with how they loosened a string of pleasant sounds after every drag of an inhale, spilling exhales right into the vampire’s mouth the same way his blood would.
Heavy on the tongue. So rich and full of life.
“You-” The pale elf’s words fragmented into a slicing hiss, shaping his mouth around an age-old stanza and the promise of a kiss.
Unspoken.
...of whispered secrets and warmest fire, have given me solace in the hearth of your desire.
Because worshipping Gale through lyrical verses in his own head was the closest to religion Astarion has gotten ever since the gods had forsaken him and all of his deathless worth. An everlasting presence, half-angel half-hell.
And hell was all around him.
“...you look lovely when you’re all drained like that.” Astarion finished instead. His smile liquid malice and wasted on the wizard’s choppy exhales. Gale’s attention was all but in shambles while the air ruptured from his throat with every practised roll of the vampire’s wrist around him. Rustling fabric and slick sounds. Strokes made fluid by clove oil. “So fresh out of breath. So...” Beautiful. And a step closer to his death.
Astarion leaned in to pull at Gale’s lower lip, grazing fangs over flesh with every intent to tear before settling with a kiss.
First for taste, then for pleasure.
After that, it was easy to fall back into old habits. All flavour and sin. Their mouths as one and their tongues entwined- baptised by Gale’s blood and consecrated by his moans.
An unholy array of deadly delights.
#{ i swear the additional poetry was unintentional. i started seeing rhymes everywhere. it's the voices barbara. the voices-- jk jk#also ignore astarion being all ominous and extra about it. gale's just a bit bloodless until their next long rest 🥀 }#|| ❝ bloody ambition ❞ || bloodweave#|| ❝ i see you gale of waterdeep. i see you ❞ || wizofwaterdeep#tw; usft#wizofwaterdeep
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@wizofwaterdeep gets random fluff!
Gale had seemed a little down as of late, and since that was weighing heavily on Eve's heart, she decided to do something special for him. Not that she wouldn't have done something nice for him regardless, but she especially wanted to make him feel as SPECIAL as she thought he was. Perhaps that would make him feel a little more important and if not, at least he might feel loved.
He had spent part of the evening making everyone dinner, and she thought that it was high time that he got a grand gesture. So, she sent him a magical note, wishing she could make a simulacron, but this was just as well. Having a note flutter in as a magical BUTTERFLY was more 'her' she supposed, and she kind of wished she could see the look on Gale's face when he got it. A late night meeting in the moonlight? That was right up Gale's alley, wasn't it?
Even better, they had finally made it to the city, so a moonlit rooftop date felt like the right choice to show him what he meant to her. Given how much he seemed to miss Waterdeep, she figured Gale probably felt so much more at HOME in the city. So, when he found her, she had pointed out the telescope she'd gotten for the occasion--though she hadn't said quite HOW she had gotten it, and after presenting him with a flower crown and enjoying some wine and a little stargazing, eventually they'd ended up with his head in her lap as he read to her from one of the books she'd gotten for him, her fingers carding through his hair.
"Have I ever told you how much I LOVE listening to you read?" Eve mused affectionately, smiling at him with love in her eyes as she leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead. "You do so much for all of us, and you really don't take enough time to RELAX. I think you should let me do things like this for you more often so that you can have a breather. You deserve to be spoiled, in case you didn't know..." He had too many burdens on his shoulders she wanted to carry with him. "I will always be willing to spoil you."
#wizofwaterdeep#╰•★ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴀɢᴀ��ɴ★ [main verse]#gale needed vday-esque fluff so...#╰•★ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴜʀɴ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ★ [queue]
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&. starter call! ; @wizofwaterdeep
"Is that the great wizard of Waterdeep I see, tragically empty handed?" Erys slurred playfully, the wine having cast a liberating spell over her movements and words as she approached Gale in front of his tent. While the drow typically veiled her interactions with a veneer of detachment, using wry words and cool glances as her armor, tonight's celebratory atmosphere had led to a more relaxed and carefree demeanor. "Don't tell me you're too good to indulge in a little bit of stolen goblin wine? I'm sure you can look in your little pack of scrolls for something to make it taste more bearable."
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