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BG3FicFeb Day 22

Down to the final week! The prompts have been so fun to go through, so my inbox is always open for something new. I'm hoping to soon move to some original works that I can eventually publish, as being a writer would be my dream job. Thank you to @writ3rstears and @mishtress for putting these together!

SFW: Tav receives a letter that drives her to sever a strained, but lifelong relationship, worried how the aftermath will affect her husband, Astarion. Their previous meeting.

NSFW: Tav helps Halsin to relax for a moment, taking him to see the wood elf courtesan at Sharess' Caress.

SFW: Tav has to give up something important to them

Background: Tav and Astarion have recently returned from a trip up north to follow up a lead on a vampirism cure in Luskan. On the way, they stopped in Neverwinter where Tav grew up, to finally introduce Astarion to her parents. Things ended on a sour note, in both respects, but they managed to acquire a pair of rings that allow Astarion to walk in the sun.

Tav finally remembered to check her post box, where any fan letters or other items she didn’t want sent directly to her cottage would arrive. She had been slowly receiving less and less as her status as one of the heroes of Baldur’s Gate began to fade. She didn’t mind it as much, as she always tried to respond in kindness to each letter, unless the letter in question was just glorified fanfiction involving herself or something more unsettling.

She began to sort through the stack of new letters on her walk home. There was a mix of short notes, longer screeds, a few scented with perfume, and one with a bright blue postal mark from Neverwinter. She frowned at her mother’s impeccably neat handwriting scrolled across the front.

To Clataedre Calthrenis, otherwise known as Chardonnay Brandywine et al.

She rolled her eyes, wondering what her mother had to say after their last visit. She stuck the letter on the bottom of the stack, wanting to leave it for last so she could hear from the people who actually cared about her life’s work. She set the letters in her errands basket as she unlocked the cottage. “Hello, love,” Astarion called from the couch, lounged and reading a book with a chalice of blood in his hand. “What’s all that?”

“More fan mail,” she smiled, sitting on the other couch and putting her feet up after kicking off her shoes.

“Anything for me?” He asked, taking a long sip of blood.

“At least one of them is heavily perfumed,” she sorted through the stack of them, looking for the letters addressed to ‘The Starry One,’ his character in the Tale of the Tadpoles play.

He’d been receiving several each week since the play premiered, begging to know his true identity, asking for his hand in marriage or a simple neck bite, among various other inquiries and love letters. They were mostly amusing, except for a few from supposed monster hunters, vowing to track him down and end his suffering. They scanned each other’s letters for anything inappropriate or threatening, for the sake of their own mental health.

Tav handed him all the letters addressed to her, aside from the one from her mother, which she would be saving for last, to read alone. She opened one of the heavily perfumed letters as Astarion opened one of hers. She quickly scanned over the swirling text, little hearts drawn over certain words. “Hmmm,” she laughed, reading a bit of the prose. “Another story about you…very…spicy,” she blushed.

“Maybe you can read it to me later,” he grinned. “This one is just useless criticism about some of your erotic stories,” he tossed it aside. “Apparently they want even more fucking in them and less story.”

“That’s fair,” Tav laughed, opening another letter, having set the erotic story for Astarion aside. “This one is short. They just want to know your hair routine, that will be easy to reply to.”

“Exactly, I’ll just write IT’S A SECRET on it,” he flicked his fingers through his perfect curls. “This one is quite sweet,” he smiled, setting the genuinely kind letter aside for her and opening another. “Looks like an erotic story for you as well, my dear,” he wagged the letter around.

Tav had opened the final letter in her stack, the one from her mother and read through it silently.

To My Only Daughter,

I wish you had not left so abruptly with your ‘husband’ during your last visit. You know your father and I are proud that you have made some sort of life for yourself, but you make it difficult to continue supporting it, when you allow yourself to be fooled.

As you know, I have a great deal of knowledge about important Elven lineages and families, hence why I was familiar with your ‘husband’s’ family name. The Ancunins have been in Baldur’s Gate for approximately 612 years, with several branches of the family scattered throughout the Upper City. Delise and Avaelin Ancunin DID have one son, named Astarion, but he died in 1268 DR.

Whoever your ‘husband’ is, he is impersonating a dead magistrate. It pains me to tell you, but I only wish to protect you. Needless to say, we want to protect your inheritance, when you eventually find need of it. We will be placing it in a trust with the local Counting House, until such time as you produce a divorce decree. I have also sent a letter to Lord Avaelin, so that he may know someone is using his son’s name for ill means. Your father and I hope to hear from you soon, under better circumstances.

Regards,

Saeara Calthrenis

8th Circle Sorcerer and Inventor of Saeara’s Agonizing Echo (Level 6 Enchantment)

Tav grabbed one of the cushions from the couch, screaming into it as loudly as she could. Astarion looked at her with wide, concerned eyes when she removed it from her face. “What is it, my love?” He could see her trembling with rage, the letter she’d been reading sitting in her lap.

“My…fucking…mother…I’m…I’m so sorry,” an angry tear slipped down her cheek. She handed him the letter, her hand shaking. “I’m going to fucking…kill her.”

He read through the letter, the cold tone of it making him feel ill. When he got to the part about himself and her contacting his father, he felt himself on the verge of his first disassociation in over a year. “Why…why would she do this…dig this all up?” He felt the room closing in on him, grabbing her hand to anchor himself.

“To prove me wrong...to prove herself better than me…because she’s a meddlesome bitch who will never be happy if I am,” Tav squeezed his hand tightly. “I could ride back up there right now and punch her right in her fucking face.”

“If she sent a letter to my father…that means she was able to find him…and...I could…” he let out a long sigh, closing his eyes to fight off the swell of emotions he felt.

“I know you’ve thought about trying to find them again, now that you are free from Cazador…and you could go to the records house now that we have the rings…” she gently stroked his hair, still squeezing his hand.

“I don’t know,” he shook his head. “I wanted to wait for a cure…but…with all this…I just don’t know.”

“I’m so sorry, my love,” she hugged him close. “I’ll support whatever you decide…even if it includes ripping my mother’s throat out.”

“I think I just need some fresh air,” he sighed, pulling away from her.

“Of course, take all day if you need,” she got up to grab the rings from the ornate box they stored them in. She slipped the black gemmed ring onto her finger, the tiny spur pricking into her skin to begin the blood bond spell. She brought the yellow gemmed ring for him to wear, transferring his sunlight affliction to her. He slipped the ring on and kissed her goodbye, grabbing his coat, cloak, and gloves before he left.

It was a bright winter’s day, the sun melting the recent snow into a wet slush. He didn’t bother stepping around the puddles, his mind too preoccupied. By the time he reached his destination, his leather boots were soaked. He stood for a moment on the corner of the narrow Upper City street, staring at the house he grew up in. It was one of the few things he remembered from his old life. He’d avoided the entire area during his 200 years of hunting and little had changed aside from the trees getting taller and the fine stonework being a little more faded. He dared not get any closer, but could see smoke rising from the chimney that would be in the drawing room. He didn’t know if his parents still lived there or if another family now occupied it.

He pulled the hood of his cloak up, hiding his silver hair and shadowing his face slightly. He walked past the house, wondering if perhaps he might see someone in the window. They were all heavily draped, however, and most of them pulled close, including the one where his childhood bedroom sat. He wasn’t sure why he had come, knowing he would rather flee than let anyone see what he had become. He headed back to their cottage, his feet thoroughly frozen.

Tav had already penned a letter in response to her mother, scrawling only two sentences down before sealing the letter and setting it aside to send off.

Keep your fucking money, I don’t want or need it. I never want to see or hear from you again.

Tav didn’t ask where he had gone, only pulling off his boots and stockings to dry and warm his feet with her hands near the fire. They were both silent and contemplative the rest of the day, staying in for dinner and reading quietly on the couch until they went to bed.

“There was someone still living in my old home,” Astarion finally said as they nestled together in bed. “I can’t bear to know if it’s them, but if you want to know, just in case my father tries to contact you…”

“Okay,” she nodded, softly caressing his face. She was already coming up with a cover story in her head, in case that happened. She was slightly relieved to finally cut her toxic family out of her life, especially now that she had a new one.

NSFW: Oral sex

Content and Warnings: Female elf (2) x male elf. Oral sex, threesome, cum tasting, vaginal stimulation and penetration with a toy.

Background: Tav, Halsin, and Astarion are in a polyamorous relationship, their agreement to be intimate with only each other, unless they sought the services of a professional for any desires that couldn’t be fulfilled by each other. Tav’s previous interaction.

Tav and Halsin walked hand in hand as they strolled over the bridge that led to Wyrm’s Crossing. It was a busy afternoon and the bustle still made Halsin a little uneasy. Tav had dragged him out of their cottage to relax for a little bit, the city beginning to get on his nerves more than usual. He’d expected they’d go somewhere near Rivington, where they could enjoy a bit of untamed nature. He eyed her curiously as they ducked into the brothel, Sharess’ Caress. “This is…unexpected,” he looked around at the scantily clad courtesans, the loud din of negotiations not exactly relaxing to him.

“Is she ready for us?” Tav asked the mamzell, who greeted them both with a smile.

“She is…” Amira nodded, taking the gold Tav slid across the counter, eyeing Halsin up and down. “Though…if your companion is ever…interested in some work…I would love to chat with him first. I have a long list of clients who would love to get tossed around by such a…tree trunk of a man.”

“I work exclusively with Clataedre,” Halsin blushed, pulling her a little closer. “But thank you for the offer.”

“If you ever change your mind, I would pay you very well…the clients too,” Amira smirked, implying that even the mamzell would be interested in his services. Halsin nodded with a smile as Tav pulled him away.

“Good to know I am still desired, I suppose,” Halsin continued to blush as Tav led him up to the Nymph’s Grotto.

“That you are,” she pulled him closer. “More than ever.”

“I thought perhaps we’d be spending some time in nature,” He stopped her, bending down to kiss her. “But this is nice too.”

“Oh just you wait,” she knocked gently on the door to Naoise’s room. “By the time we leave, you will never feel so relaxed again.”

“Come in,” a voice called from much further inside.

Tav opened the door, revealing the beautifully furnished room, covered in plant life and other natural decor. The large bathing pool in front of them burbled softly. Halsin looked around with a smile, though it wasn’t quite the deep forest, it would do for now. He squeezed Tav tightly against him, giving her another kiss. “I’m just finishing up a few things,” Naoise called from the bedchamber. “Why don’t you get undressed and I will join you in the pool?”

They grinned and undressed each other, kissing as they did. They climbed into the shallow pool together, the water the perfect temperature. “Is this the wood elf you told me about?” Halsin smiled, his thick cock already hard and floating between his legs.

“It is,” Tav teased her fingers along it, looking up to see Naoise walk in.

“Hello Tav, I was so excited to see you on my schedule today…and this is your plus one?” She blushed as Halsin looked back at her.

“Hello, my beauty,” Halsin grinned widely, watching as she slipped off her robe, nothing underneath.

“So what did you two have in mind for today?” She climbed into the pool on the other side of Halsin. She slid her hand up his wet body, looking him up and down, her eyes lingering on his thick cock.

“Some extreme relaxation for him…and Rapture at the end of course…he’s not much of a fan of the city,” Tav circled her fingers around the trail of hair that led to his cock.

“Me as well, hence why I remain here most of the time, even outside of clients,” Naoise smiled, joining hands with Tav and planting a gentle kiss on Halsin’s chest.

Tav joined her as well, kissing along his body in wet smacks of her lips. Their joined hands drifted downward, scooping up his cock in their palms and pulling it partially out of the water. Naoise set her lips upon it, gently licking the head as Tav stared up at him. He smiled down at her, closing his eyes and letting out a low moan as she engulfed him in her mouth. Tav joined her again, letting her head go slightly under the water so she could lick down his shaft, her wet strands of hair swirling around his thighs.

They took turns sucking him, their mouths occasionally joining to kiss or engulf either side of his shaft with their lips. He moaned softly, his hands caressing them both or pushing aside the strands of wet hair that clung to their faces. They edged him several times, letting him tremble in anticipation, then moved their lips up to his body for a few minutes. He eventually pulled Tav up to kiss him, letting Naoise take full control with her mouth, though Tav’s hand remained cupping his balls. His breaths grew sharper as her head bobbed wildly against his cock, Tav nuzzling his nose so she could watch him come. He groaned loudly, Naoise making a little noise in her throat, as he filled her mouth completely full of his seed.

“Don’t swallow until I can taste him too,” Tav grinned, pulling Naoise’s head up, cum dripping from her chin. They kissed hungrily, swapping his cum between their tongues as he watched in delight.

“You are both so beautiful,” he sighed excitedly as they finally swallowed him, letting their lips linger on one another. “You must let me please you both now.”

“He’s a bit of a honey fiend,” Tav blushed, running her hand down his chest and nipping one of his nipples between her teeth.

They finally climbed out of the pool, drying each other off and caressing each other as they made their way into the bedchamber. The women lay side by side on the bed, with Halsin now between them. His kissed and caressed up their legs as they fondled one another. He eventually reached their deltas, both glistening and eager for him. He set a hand onto each of them, rubbing and caressing their slits, using his mouth on one or the other. He licked up their honey greedily, stimulating one and tasting the other, switching back and forth between the two of them as they came multiple times.

Naoise reached into her little cabinet above the bed as they neared the end of their hour. “Perhaps he would like to use the Serpent on both of us before we end,” Naoise smiled, pulling out the flexible, double-headed toy. “You enjoyed it last time we were together.”

“I did indeed,” Tav grinned widely as Halsin eyed the toy. Naoise imbued it with the magic that allowed it to vibrate, making Halsin chuckle slightly in amazement.

The women parted their legs a little more, lying slightly on their sides so he could insert both heads inside them. He teased the head of the snake along Tav’s clit, watching her squirm before sliding it into her hungry entrance. He did the same with Naoise, both women moaning softly when both vibrating heads had been inserted. He guided the toy in and out of them slowly, watching in delight as they made out and fondled one another, their bodies moving in fluid motion along with him.

He watched and teased them until the ten minute knock, bending over to share their mouths as they interlocked their legs and grinded together under him. They came together in an echo of moans, Halsin grinning above them as Naoise let forth her rapturous magic, joining them all for one final ecstatic event.

They were enclosed in pure nature itself, the smell of fresh petrichor, the sound of wind-rustled leaves, the gentle caress of the earth against their skin. They returned to themselves slowly, lingering in the rapture for as long as they could. Halsin had sunk on top of them a little more, easing the weight on his arms as he collapsed. His cock was hard anew, pressing against their hips as the last tremor of their shared climax eased.

“Incredible,” Halsin sighed happily as he pulled himself up, hovering over them again as they untangled their legs. He sat on his heels, seizing the toy from them as their hips parted, and licked every last bit of their arousal off it.

“Thank you for bringing him here,” Naoise grinned, watching as Halsin polished the toy with his tongue. “Though do we need another hour?” She looked down at the dribble of pre-cum on his wobbling erection.

“As much as I would enjoy that, I will be taking my lady straight to the woods to fuck her senseless,” he smiled, finally handing the toy back to her.

“Oh?” Tav purred, stretching her body out in front of him. He would be lucky to even get her to the woods, ready to have her in the middle of Wyrm’s Crossing if needed.

They found their way back to their clothes, dressing slowly as the five minute knock came. They shared one last kiss and embrace, Halsin’s robes barely concealing his excitement. “I don’t frequently take all day bookings,” Naoise glowed as they prepared to leave. “But I would happily for you…and at a deep discount.”

“We will keep that in mind,” Tav purred, stealing one last kiss from her.

“I am able to wild shape as well, if that is of any interest to you,” she grinned up at Halsin, whose eyes widened.

“When is your birthday?” Tav smiled at him, pulling him out the door so they could get to the woods as soon as possible.

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