#the MESS

[eebzly]

I loved you, little boy. I wish I didn't. / I loved you so much.

Happy late 2-year anniversary to one of my favorite games!

This piece isn't going the way I wanted it to so I'm leaving it here for now. See under the cut for older/the original concepts from a year ago. Slowly recovering from losing all my favorite brushes in CSP and PC issues.

[rebouks]

Previous // Next

Levi: Sorry I’m late, practice draaaaagged today-.. what’re we doing? Robin: We haven’t decided yet. Levi: I thought you’d be at Aster’s again, he said he was busy tonight. Alex: Aster’s? Robin: We’ve been.. hanging out. Levi: [laughs] Hanging out. Alex: Wha-.. why didn’t you tell me?! Robin: I didn’t wanna be the one to out him! Alex: So, how come he knows? Levi: I set them up! [Robin desperately tried to decipher Alex’s reaction, but the look of frustration on her face didn’t exactly tell him why she felt that way or what she was thinking] Alex: Why? Levi: Just a little social engineering-.. except stupid Aster’s in denial or whatever, but it’s fine, I have another plan! Robin: He doesn’t, don’t listen to him. Levi: I-… Alex: Do you even like him?! Robin: Well, I’m still getting to know him… Levi: What’s the problem-.. you’re not jealous, are you? Alex: No! Levi: I could set you up with someone too? I’m pretty sure Harry has a thing for you. Alex: Pfft, he does not-.. and all this manipulation doesn’t feel right. Levi: It doesn’t have to be a big deal-.. no one’s asking you to marry the guy, geez. Alex: No. Levi: [scoffs] Fine, your loss. Alex: You’re just trying to force everyone together so you don’t have to choose-.. you can’t just throw people at each other for your own benefit! Levi: Who said it was for my benefit? Alex: Please, it’s obvious you’re only thinking of yourself. Robin: Guys-… Alex: How would Aster feel if he knew he’d been socially engineered, or whatever-.. ‘cause I doubt you’d like it! Levi: Oh my god, relax! Alex: You should-… [With a deep breath and her fists by her side, Alex stopped herself abruptly, turned on her heel, and left] Levi: [tuts] Girls take everything so seriously. Robin: I don’t know, maybe she’s got a point…

…

Robin: Wait! Alex: I didn’t want to say something I couldn’t take back… Robin: I don’t mind, you can say anything you want. Alex: Yeah, with you, but-… Robin: But? Alex: I just-… Robin: Just what?! I can’t read your mind, Alex! … … Alex: I don’t think Levi has your best interests at heart sometimes, that’s all-.. and it’s not fair to manipulate people! If you could just tell people what to do, would you do it? Robin: No… Alex: Exactly, no one should have that type of control. Robin: I’m just trying to help him. Alex: Maybe you should think about yourself once in a while.

…

Levi: Hey, wait up! Levi: Is she in a mood? Robin: I don’t know. Levi: Maybe she is jealous-.. where’re you going? Robin: Home. Levi: Can I come..? Robin: Sure.

[thatsbelievable]

UPDATE

Not only has the mess declined to clean itself up, but it now insists on pralines.

[is-lu-for-everyone]

TUA Season 1 you'll always be famous. You came, served cunt, trauma and siblinghood and ended with a cliffhanger that spawned great fanfics but that in canon led nowhere. Still thinking about that time when many of us thought they all came back to their kid bodies in the past. What a time

[busy-baker]

•Masterlist•

Long Fics

Thicker Than Water (Complete) Explicit - Tav and Astarion are settling into their new life, exploring each other and themselves while finally having the freedom to explore all the splendors of the world around them.

That is, until an unexpected circumstance veers their plans completely off path, sending them into their most difficult journey yet.

Parenthood.

But little do they know, the child of a vampire was the least of their worries.

There are much scarier things than monsters lurking in the night.

Hellbound and Heaven-Sent (Complete) Explicit - Juniper Ancunín and Calathor Dekarios are inseparable. They have navigated their days together since the evening their parents introduced them, sealing them together as best friends.

They would fight to the end of the world for one another if it meant the other remained safe.

But as fate would have it, time moves on and paths sometimes do not align the way we always hope they should.

Until one day, when those paths cross once again, twisting the threads of life and entwining the two lost friends on a road to discover their souls and each other’s.

Roasted (Ongoing) Explicit - Astarion is employed at a coffee shop while he strives to raise in the ranks of the fashion world, modeling for high end designers and magazines.

Gale is an author who has recently topped the bestsellers list. He has it all now, according to his agent who also happens to be his ex, but he still feels as if he lacks something.

When their paths come together, they find that a life worth living is better in good company.

Swamps & Soirées (Ongoing) Explicit - Constance had lived a life alone in a swamp for as long as she could remember. She didn’t interact with others. She only ventured into the city when it was needed. And she never sought out love.

Until one day, a curious wizard appears at her door.

A twist on a Cinderella story involving a warlock, a wizard, and a celebration ball.

Series

A Rogue’s Guide to Raising a Family - Fics showcasing the ever changing lives of the Ancunín family. The chaos begins with Thicker Than Water and carries on with twists and turns through several chapters and short fics. Astarion’s in for a wild ride with this bunch.

Darling Dhampir - Short stories featuring Astarion and Juniper as they navigate life, growing and learning from one another each day.

The Mess - Bloodweave x f!Tav series. Explicit

One Shots

House of Mirrors - f!Tav x Astarion - The fair has come to Baldur’s Gate for the week. Tav would love nothing more than to show her vampire the endless “luxuries” that the event can provide.

Astarion, on the other hand, contemplates if the blunt end of a stake would be less painful than that absolute torture.

Perfect Strangers - f!Tav x Gale, Explicit - Tav goes out for a night of fun with her gal pals and ends up catching the eye of one well known wizard.

Sun, Sand, and Someone I Love - f!Tav x Astarion, Explicit - Astarion and Tav are enjoying their time away from their family for a little rest and relaxation. They discover the wonders of the all-inclusive resort including the fun the beach can provide for the insatiable elven couple.

Sun, Sand, and Someone I Love: Part 2 - Juniper x Cal - The Ancuníns have returned to Sea of Swords Resort and Spa for a vacation but this time, they brought their children. It’s Juniper and Cal’s turn to have some fun in the sun while on their tropical getaway.

Like Fine Wine - f!Tav x Gale - It’s twenty years after they have saved Baldur’s Gate. Tav and Gale are now a happily married couple in Waterdeep, but the wizard deals with some insecurities about himself.

Date Night - f!Tav x Astarion - Astarion has planned something special for Tav since they have a night alone. They spend time reminiscing on their initial feelings towards one another, the good and the bad.

Faerun Fashion Week - Astarion and Faron have been placed together to combine their efforts for one show during Fashion Week. Can the esteemed designers come together or will everything crumble as they realize how different Baldur’s Gate and Waterdeep truly are?

[lonestardust]

can't believe we're wishing tk happy birthday today only because the episode of his birthday airs today but it's not actually december and him and carlos just celebrated their anniversary which means it's still may and summer but it's suddenly December and- god the lone star timeline is a real hate crime

[ltwilliammowett]

Mess Bills and other things related to the Mess

I've already told you about the mess, the smaller groups where the men ate together and each group had a mess cook who changed weekly or monthly to collect the food ration for the meal from the purser and take it to the cook. And later to serve the food to his mess. They also fetched the coffee and sugar for Mass, which was kept together with the crockery in a separate chest, the so-called Mess chest.

The sailor's description of a chase & capture, by  George Cruikshank (1792-1878)  

In addition, the day's provisions were usually distributed during the afternoon watch or early in the morning and were to be witnessed by an officer. Complaints concerning the quality of the food are made at the mess by the mess cook. And meat that is prepared is marked with the respective mess number so that all received their allotted portion.  

There is also the Mess Bill, which was a list kept by the Mess Cook of all the little things that his messmates wanted from the Purser. His name was listed, what he wanted, e.g. tobacco or a shirt, etc. This list was then sent to the mess cook once a month. This list was then given to the purser once a month, who then gave out the items in exchange for money or on a credit basis and noted everything in his book. When it was time to hand it out, it was handed out by the mess cook in the presence of an officer and distributed to the men concerned.

The berth-deck is kept clean by the mess cooks, who are excused from work in their own parts of the ship, except at all hands, and from anchor watch in port. They are also excused from duty in boats, when they can pull a fair oar. At sea, especially when short-handed, they are required to stand night watch.That the men’s meal hours should not be interfered with, excepting in cases of actual necessity, is an old established rule of the service, and a good one. There are few more justifiable causes of discontent than frequent calling away of unnecessary boats at meal time, or prolonging “all hands” work until the crew are sent below to a cold dinner. A little attention to minor matters of this kind will go a long way to securing the satisfied condition among the crew which ensures prompt and cheerful obedience to orders.

[pocmuzings]

"I thought that being a woman meant cleaning the mess. But I am I am the mess."

[themessaccrual]

fyi

elffyness, islavhenan, and cullenvhenan now go by

greenteabtch, isayashai, and pinayelf

[eebzly]

old unfinished sketch // Petra Nordlund님의 웹코믹에 나오는 쌍둥이들, 레미와 루도비카 (Remy & Ludovica)

웹코믹제목: Tiger, Tiger 🐅🐅 작가/미술가: @pepurika

[kakashihasibs]

At least she's having fun 🥲

[arcxnumvitae]

No way, it couldn't be....but there was no mistaking the one who stood before him with a face so like his own. He'd recognize her anywhere, and course he would. Who could ever forget the face of their own teacher. The traitor.

"You...!" Huaxiu hissed, immediately unsheathing his sword.

Of all the luck... Of course it had to be him, standing there staring her down with so much hate in his gaze, not that she could blame him for it. After all, it was she herself that put it there with her own two hands. Qingshan shut her eyes against the memories that welled up of the blood-splattered ground and her student's screams of agony.

"Yes," she sighed, "it's me."

Huaxiu leveled his sword at her, his glare vicious. "Don't think I'll let our history get in between this match now. And don't think I'm that same confused student you fought back then either. You destroyed all of that yourself."

Reluctantly, she summoned her two swords and watched as Huaxiu's eyes narrowed with rage. Once upon a time the young dragon had stared at her with such respect and care. "...Yes I did."

The consequences of her actions.

Huaxiu: An ancient Red Eye and a servant and enforcer of the gods. Huaxiu has trained in swordplay for millennia under his teacher Qingshan since he was basically first created. He was also taught enchantments by Jianhuren too. Huaxiu took to the sword more than enchantments but he ensured still that he didn’t slack on them even if they didn’t capture his interest the same. Compared often and in many various ways to a graceful flower, Huaxiu’s style of fighting has somehow ended up very pretty despite his no nonsense teacher. Enchanted metal is specifically a weakness for the generally invulnerable (although invulnerability isn’t a thing for the purposes of these fights) Red Eyes as wounds created by it bleed heavily and take long to heal. Granted, both his and Qingshan's weapons are made out of it so the point is kind of moot.

Qingshan: A banished Red Eye, Qingshan is renowned by all for her skill with her butterfly blades and the myriad of other weapons she has trained in over the years. Whereas some of the other dragons trained for duty or casual interest, weapons and practice became a passion for Qingshan. Likewise, she is second only to Jianhuren when it comes to casting various enchantments and curses, however she rarely ever uses them in battle. She’s basically a purist who would rather stick solely to a fight based on weapons. Qingshan has a violent streak and a temper that can flare, which is exploitable but also runs the risk of making her more dangerous when she is angry. If a fight is not an immediate knock out win then she prefers to whittle an opponent down over time either by chipping away at their stamina or basically their health with various cuts here and there until they take their toll.

Note: There will be no instant wound healing that some of the supernatural beings have.

[busy-baker]

The throuple is back and making a mess somewhere other than their own home for once!

The Mess - Part Four: The Event

Bloodweave x f!Tav

Word Count: 4.1k

CW: oral sex, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, hair pulling

Tav thanked the bartender as grasped the slender glass in her fingers, sliding a few bills into a container marked Tips. It was brought to her lips, mint and blueberry hitting her tongue in a refreshing mix. Her tongue darted out as she hummed at the taste. She would be back for another during in the night.

She strolled though the crowd, hearing idle conversations as she passed by others. She stopped on the other side of the room, leaning near a table holding tray after tray of the hors d’oeuvres that had been carried around earlier, now discarded for guests to pick at as they pleased.

A shoulder bumped into her and nearly sloshed her mojito over the rim. She turned, ready to tell the person where to shove it, but all annoyance melted away as she came face to face with her favorite coworker.

“Mint! Hey!” Tav clinked her glass against the other risen near hers.

“I thought you were skipping out on this?” Minthara asked. “Wish I had.”

Tav shrugged, glancing around the room. “Change of plans. After all, it’s for charity.”

Minthara snorted into her drink, draining a quarter of it. She swallowed and used the glass to point around the room.

“These fucks do not care about charity. They use this as an excuse to nail each other’s wives for a night. The gargantuan check at the end is for flair.”

“At least there’s drinks.”

“Fucking cash bar. Idiots couldn’t even shell out for an open one.”

Tav chuckled, taking a heavy gulp of her own drink. She continued watching, seeing as other coworkers mingled around the ballroom.

The hotel the event was held in was one of the ritzier types in the city. Grand chandeliers hung above, crystals catching the light and bouncing off the walls. Floor to ceiling windows spanned an entire wall to overlook the city, still bustling with activity during the later hours. A pianist’s fingers dance gracefully across keys in a corner, soft jazz only overtaken by quiet murmurs.

“I suppose the night isn’t completely terrible.” Minthara tapped Tav’s arm and pointed to where she had been standing near the bar before. “Someone likes what they see.”

Tav’s gaze fell upon Astarion, elbow propped upon the bar’s ledge. He wore a fitted navy suit with black undershirt undone near the top, just a few buttons to give a peek at his chest. His fingers flicked through his hair as he gave a wink. His swirled the wine in his glass, drinking, watching, and then he was approaching her.

“Good evening, ladies,” he purred, claret eyes slowly drifting between them before settling on Tav.

“Evening,” Tav replied, quiet, demure.

He raked his eyes over the champagne evening gown she wore, a handmade number that came into a tight collar at her neck and swooped dangerously low to the small of her back before cascading to the floor.

“That dress. It fits you beautifully, darling.”

Tav sipped at her mojito, once, twice, before slowly lowering it. “Thank you. It’s custom.”

“The designer must know you well to craft such an…alluring piece,” he said, another shameless wander of the eyes.

“You could say we’re very close.”

Astarion gave a smirk towards the floor before taking a step closer, hand coming to Tav’s elbow.

“I won’t keep you long, but if you’d like, we can meet later. Third floor. Room three hundred two.”

“You’re quite bold,” Tav replied, voice low and intrigued.

“When I see an opportunity, I take it, and you, my sweet, are well worth the chance of rejection.” He held his glass up with a nod. “I won’t keep you. Lovely having a chat with you.”

Astarion disappeared into the crowd and Minthara rounded on Tav, taking the mojito and bringing it to her lips. It was tilted until Tav emptied the glass, leaving ice and wilted sprigs of mint rattling around. Minthara took it and sat it aside on the table near them along with her own. Her hands came down on Tav’s shoulders.

“You’re going to fuck him, right?” She asked.

“Mint!” Tav glanced around her. One passerby had heard, shooting a curious glance, but they were in the clear otherwise.

“You would ride the confidence out of that man! Go ruin his life in one night and come back to me with all the sordid details!”

“And if he falls in love with me?” Tav gave a quirk of a neat brow.

Minthara gagged. “An awful thought.”

A half hour passed. Minthara had sought out refills while Tav remained by the table. She was looking over the trays, nose wrinkling at the mushroom with some sort of breadcrumb topping. Her hand reached for one but was smacked away, a fresh blueberry mojito shoved into her hand instead.

Conversation carried on with Minthara letting Tav in on every secret life that was led within their company. Businessmen with wives hiding lovers in different states, a colleague she was sure was scamming a client for money than they were worth, and an assistant who was making one too many “office visits” to a head manager. Tav had no idea of any of the scandals. She stuck her nose in her work and headed home each day. Maybe she should attend functions more often.

“And you seem to be a hot commodity tonight. Is he new to our company? I don’t recognize him either. Do they allow just any man in here now?” Minthara’s head tilted towards the person walking towards them.

Tav kept a neutral expression as Gale came to a stop in front of her and Minthara. The sleeves of his grey button up were cuffed to the elbow, showing off dark arm hair. It was tucked into a neatly pressed pair of black trousers. His hair was pulled away from his face, half up as was his usual, and dark glasses framing his brown eyes.

“Hello, there. I couldn’t help but notice you perusing the table of hors d’oeuvres. I could…provide some help with what’s the most appetizing choice, if you’d like,” he offered, a shy smile gracing his lips.

“Did I seem lost?” Tav asked.

“Of course not! Someone such as yourself, I assume, is very capable of deciphering between low and high quality dining choices.”

“Someone such as myself?”

“Someone,” Gale’s voice dipped, a dart of the tongue along his lower lip, considering his words, “beautiful as she is intelligent. Someone who knows precisely what she desires and won’t stand for anything subpar. Someone who strives for perfection in its purest of forms. Do stop me if I’m wrong.”

Tav reached out, pushed a stray hair from his eyes. “You’re more than welcome to continue.”

“Later then,” Gale told her. “If you’re interested, that is. I’m staying in room three hundred two. Your company would be more than appreciated.” He gave a slight bow and turned, wandering off.

Minthara grabbed Tav’s chin and looked her over, squeezing her cheeks and squinting. Tav couldn’t help but giggle.

“Are you using a spell? What is going on?”

Tav continued to laugh. “No spell. Only my natural charm I guess.”

“Spell or no spell, you need to take advantage of one of them.” Minthara scoffed. “Perhaps I will. The bearded one seemed malle-…Hold on. Isn’t that the same room the other one gave you?”

Tav coughed into her drink. Sputtering she said, “A fluke, maybe?”

“Hm, maybe. Either way, at least choose one to devour.”

One, Tav smirked into her beverage.

~

Tav pulled out the key card she had tucked away into her dress and slotted it into the lock. The light flashed green and she pushed through the door of room three hundred two.

She entered into the suite to find Astarion standing at the glass door, curtains drawn open, in a silk robe with a glass of wine in hand while Gale was resting on the bed, shoes removed and hair loose, flipped to one side as he read a book.

Astarion turned as he heard the door click as it shut. His arms spread wide as he went to Tav.

“My darling guest has arrived.” His lips fell to her cheek. “I had hoped you would come.”

“Your darling guest? Clearly, I had won her affection,” Gale said from behind the vampire.

Tav brushed her way past both of them and perched on the edge of the bed, leaning back on her hands. Her gaze darkened, taking in the both of them and feeling a shiver creep up her spine. Whether is was from the cool air of the room ghosting over her bare back or from what was to come, she wasn’t sure.

“What if I want you both?” Her bottom lip was pulled into her mouth as she bit it.

Gale came to sit on the bed, body slightly turned towards Tav. His hand cupped her jaw, thumb stroking over smooth skin. His head dipped, a chaste kiss just beneath her ear.

“I believe we are amenable to that. Right, Astarion?”

Her head was turned by Gale’s fingers shifting to grip her chin. Astarion was beside her. She had been so lost in Gale, she hadn’t felt the bed dip as he sat. He pressed forward, lips meeting hers and tongue tasting where she had nicked her lip.

“Mm, I can’t wait to taste each of you,” he whispered against her lips.

Gale’s hands roamed up Tav’s arms, fingers brushing away hair that had fallen along her neck. He worked at the pins through her hair until it tumbled down and he tangled his hands into it, tugging gently. Tav tilted her head back with a gasp and Gale’s mouth came to her ear, nibbling. He looked up over the rim over his glasses towards Astarion.

“Hungry, Astarion?” He asked.

“Always, my love.” The vampire’s voice was predatory, a growl hidden beneath the words.

Tav knew what was coming next. Astarion’s head dipping low to her neck, lips pressing onto her and trailing the delicate skin that covered the pulse beneath. His tongue dragged along a vein, slow and teasing. A shudder ran through her and she felt him grin against her before the points of teeth found their mark.

He sank in, latching on and taking in her life’s essence. Tav’s eyes closed and her body crested backwards to rest against Gale, arm lifting and winding around the wizard’s neck. Astarion climbed over her, his own hand gripping at her waist.

The feeling was overwhelming. Every nerve was buzzing with the numbing sensation beginning to flow through her body that was mixed with euphoria clouding her mind, teetering on the edge of life and death.

Astarion pulled away when she was in a proper haze, flicking his tongue against the pinprick wounds.

“Delicious,” he drawled.

Tav reached forward, dragging her thumb through the blood at the corner of his lips.

“Can I taste you?”

“Oh, my dear, who would I be to deny you such a pleasure?” Astarion scooted back onto the edge of the bed, opening the front of the robe to reveal he was already naked. His length stiff and glistening at the tip. “Gale, I’m still feeling a bit parched and that lovely neck of yours is exposed so nicely tonight.”

“I thought you may notice that,” Gale said with a smirk, climbing further onto the bed. He unbuttoned his shirt, letting it slide down his shoulders. It was pulled from where it was tucked into his trousers and tossed aside, landing on the lamp and darkening the room slightly. The lights of the city shone through the glass even more, illuminating the room in a warm glow.

Tav watches as Gale rest across Astarion’s chest. His head was cradled in pale hands, properly served up for a vampire’s late night snack, and Astarion peppered his jawline with featherlight kisses before sinking his teeth into tanned flesh. Gale winced and then let out a soft moan.

Tav took this as her opportunity to slink to the floor, on her knees and dress splayed out around her. She reached forward and took Astarion’s cock into her hand. She stroked slowly, thumb gliding over the tip and crimson eyes watched her. Her thumb came to her mouth and she let it slide in, sucking. The vampire groaned from where he still fed, growing harder right before her.

Tav only teased him more. Her tongue gliding up the shaft and back down, on the underside of his balls, swirling around the tip. She could probably get him to come just like that as long as he fed, but she knew it couldn’t last forever. Deciding to put him out of his misery, she licked her lips and took him into her mouth.

Gale was released then, pawing lazily at Astarion’s chest while the vampire resisted bucking his hips.

One of Tav’s hands snaked up a silken thigh and came to cup Astarion’s balls. At this point, the wizard became more aware. He slowly sat up and turned, undressing Astarion completely. Gale bent down, head nearing the other man’s chest, and Tav gagged as the leaking cock in her mouth hit the back of her throat.

She pulled away for a moment, wanting to see what had cause such a reaction. Gale’s lips were around Astarion’s nipple, tongue dancing against the stiff bud and drifting over to the other.

“Darling,” Astarion said on a gasp, “Where have those pretty lips gone?”

Tav pushed to her feet, eyeing the men as she crossed to the front of the bed. She crooked a finger towards Gale, who had paused his ministrations to watch her along with Astarion.

“Well, you’ve tasted us and Gale and I have tasted you. It’s only fair that Gale and I taste each other, isn’t it?” Her head tilted in question.

“A solid argument,” Gale added, already moving to stand behind Tav. His fingers grasped the clasp at her collar and unhooked it. The material fell, revealing her breasts and hugged at her hips. She could feel Gale’s mouth press gently against her spine, hands wrapped around her waist.

Astarion shifted, legs coming onto the bed and moving backwards towards the headboard. He grasped his length, pumping with one hand while the other came behind his head.

“I suppose I could allow it,” he teased. “Seeing you two fall apart in each other’s arms is quite the show.”

“I could ri-…Mmph.” Tav began to speak, but couldn’t when a fingers were on one of her breasts and tweaking at a nipple. Gale removed his hand and pushed the dress just enough to let it give and slip to the floor in a champagne puddle. He gave a soft swat to her bottom.

“Up on the bed with you,” he ordered.

Tav stepped out of the dress, sleek heels still on her feet, and climbed onto the bed. She rested on her hands and knees facing Astarion, hovering just over his shaft as he continued to stroke himself.

She felt the dip of Gale behind her and then hands tugging at the silk panties she wore, shimmying them over her ass and down her legs until she was able to kick them off. They were flung aside and she heard an “oops” followed by Astarion sighing.

“What was that?” Tav asked.

“Never you mind, my sweet,” Astarion told her, fingers coming to her chin. “Only worry about what’s about to happen next.”

A second later, the flat of a tongue licked a stripe against her damp center from behind. Her back sunk low as her ass tilted upwards. A wanton moan escaped her when her heavy breasts brushed against Astarion’s length as Gale devoured her like a man starved.

Gale paused, but only to insert a finger into her and then two. They hooked inside of her, hitting at her arousal over and over.

“Let me hear you, my love,” Gale said, other hand gripping onto her tight and kneading into the flesh. “I want to hear you cry out when you finish on my tongue.”

Tav could feel the pull of her orgasm, cunt tightening around Gale’s fingers and then his tongue as it plunged into her while he rested below. She rocked onto his face, desperate and needy. Her jaw was agape and eyes squeezed shut. Astarion’s hand cupped her cheek as she neared the edge.

Then she was crying out as her orgasm took her, the thought of the room next to them hearing her calling out Gale’s name sending a thrill though her.

She wanted to collapse, arms wobbling from euphoria and adrenaline but the hand that cupped her jaw made its way into her hair, tangling and tugging gently, not enough to hurt but enough to make her look up under heavy lids.

Astarion released himself and gave a finger wag, tutting at her.

“Ah, ah, darling,” he said, red eyes falling on Gale as he was next to speak.

“When has one ever been enough, my love?” He asked, hand soothing along her spine.

Tav grinned through breaths. She could never tell them no, especially when they were so wanting and willing. Slowly, she shifted her hands to Astarion’s thighs, sliding them along his skin. She heard a small gasp, one he tried to hide but was unable as he shuddered. With a flip of her hair to one side, she lowered and let her mouth wrap around the vampire’s throbbing cock. She gave a small wiggle of her ass that was now perched further in the air, opening her legs wider to Gale.

The undoing of a belt, unzipping of trousers, and then fingers, toying with her shoes until they dragged along her slick. She paused her tongue, a moan vibrating around Astarion who made a noise equal in measure.

Then Gale was guiding his length into her. He teased with the head, rubbing it against her folds. He knew that drove her mad and he continued it until she pulled her mouth away from Astarion with a pop.

“Please, Gale. Just fuck me already,” she begged, sounding whinier than she liked.

“Yes, please, Gale. Fuck her already,” Astarion mocked.

Another drag of the wizard’s cock. “Do we need another lesson in patience?” Gale questioned.

“Assholes,” Tav said just as Gale entered her.

“You love us,” They said in unison.

She did.

Gale set his pace, slow thrusts at first as she worked Astarion. Her hand was slick with spit as she pumped up and down. Her lips were tightly wrapped and her head bobbed in time as she was fucked from behind. Astarion’s hand gripped tighter at her hair and the other grasped the headboard, nails digging into and scratching down as his vampiric strength kicked in. Tav thought she even heard a crack of wood.

Gale began to move faster. His hips snapped against her and all she could do was swallow Astarion more to muffle the moans that wanted to echo throughout the room.

Astarion bucked up, breaths ragged. He released her har and fisted the sheets with a white knuckle grip.

“Tav…Oh, Tav…Just like that…Ah, I’m go-”

Hot spurts of salty liquid shot onto Tav’s tongue and the back of her throat. She swallowed around him, taking him in to the hilt one last time before letting him go. He fell back against the headboard with his hands behind his head, a satisfied grin as he watched the show being put on before him.

Gale pushed onto Tav’s spine, her heading falling to the rumpled down comforter, arms pressed forward. Her cunt was slammed into, so quickly she could hardly think about rocking back.

Another orgasm drew closer and closer until it ripped through her. Her soaking center clenched as the wizard gripped into her flesh and brought her hips back against him. She groaned into the bed over and over as the stimulation continued until Gale’s thrusts grew erratic.

“Tav…love…” He grunted before he succumbed to his own orgasm, filling her as he let out a groan of his own. “That’s my girl…so lovely,” he continued, grinding against her until he came to a stop.

Tav didn’t wait for Gale to pull out. Instead, she rose to shaking arms, kicked off her heels and crawled forward, falling onto Astarion’s chest. His arms came around her as he laughed.

Gale disappeared for a moment, returning with a towel. He carefully spread her legs, cleaning her, and then wiped himself off before crawling into bed with them, sitting up and an arm wrapping around Astarion. He placed a kiss to the vampire’s temple.

“I think we held back this time. Don’t you, dear?” Astarion asked.

Gale made a sound that said he wasn’t quite in agreement. “Better than the time in the kitchen.”

Tav sighed and lifted herself up. She glanced around the room. Clothes were strewn about - a shirt on the lamp, panties lying beside a spilled glass of wine, trousers on the television. The bedding had tears in it from her heels digging into it. The headboard - which she had been correct about the noise - had a crack running down it and claw marks. Hopefully, they could pay some sort of fee to replace and clean everything.

“So? Have did you enjoy being strangers once again?” Gale questioned, fingers carding through Tav’s hair.

She gave a hum with a shrug. “I think I prefer knowing both of you. Minthara was extremely entertained by it all. No doubt she’ll have questions tomorrow.”

No one at Tav’s company knew of her relationship, not because she was ashamed, but she spoke with so few people and any time she talked to Minthara, it was work gossip. She was already mentally preparing herself for a barrage of questions.

“You can dine on lukewarm hotel breakfast while you relay it all to her,” Astarion said. His arms tightened around her. “For now, you can rest.”

Tav let her eyes fall closed and she drifted into a deep slumber in minutes.

~

Tav was wearing leggings, a sweatshirt, and sneakers as she opened the hotel room door, a far cry from the fashion forward dress she had worn the previous night. She had tried texting Minthara to ask about breakfast when she woke but received no answer in return. Then, as she hauled her bag onto the hallway floor, she heard her name.

Tav looked to the left to see the drow, heels in hand, as she walked down the hall. Her hair was loose around her shoulders and her eyeliner was a bit smudged.

“Rough night?” Tav didn’t want to pry, but the woman was a mess.

“Too many drinks at the hotel bar and the worst drunk fuck I think I’ll ever have.” She curled her lip, but gave a wave of her discarded shoes. Then, she looked up and gave a tired eyebrow raise. “I see you made it to the infamous room three hundred two. Was it a mix up or did you have to kick on of them out?”

“Well, I-”

Astarion came out of the door Tav was still holding, pressing a chest kiss to her hair before popping on his sunglasses and pushing them into his hair.

“I’m going to grab you a breakfast sandwich at the shop across the street before we go to the car. Meet you down there, darling?”

Tav nodded with a soft smile and fixed one of his curls. She turned once he was gone to a smirking Minthara.

“Of course you chose that one. I knew you had a type,” she said. “Did you see the other guy at all? He’s probably off crying somewhere after being denied.

“Okay, so, the thing is-”

It was Gale’s turn to interrupt, leaving the room and pecking Tav’s cheek. He gave a wave to Minthara. “Oh, lovely to see you again!” He turned to Tav. “I’ll take your bag. Astarion’s off to get breakfast.”

“I know. Thank you, sweetheart,” Tav replied, straightening his crooked glasses and running a hand along his beard.

When he turned the corner of the hallway, her arm was grabbed and she was spun to face a wide eyed Minthara.

“Both? Explain,” she ordered.

Tav chuckled, patting her coworker’s hand.

“Like I was trying to say, they’re my partners. I brought them along as my plus one last night…or plus two, I should say.” Another laugh. “We were pretending to not know each other for the night. Spice things up.”

Minthara’s mouth dropped open. “You’ve been leading an exciting life under my nose this entire time? An elf and a human,” she mused. “What’s it like?”

Tav hooked her arm through the drow’s, beginning to walk down the hall.

“Walk with me and I’ll tell you all about it.”

[leejungjaes]

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[atomiccryptid]

Ok, so you've been isekai'd to the dnd world and may or may not die due to the class you've been assigned. Better question. Are you human? (spinner wheel of all dnd5e species)