“OH!” Astarion rolled his hips forward and sank balls deep into Tav’s pussy. “Yes!” She pawed at his back and kissed him like she needed his lips more than air. Astarion wanted to savour every moment of this. Her warm, soft body moulding to his. The way her heart raced and her breathing laboured the more he fucked her. “Oh Gods, yes, please mean this.” Tav desperately wanted to believe him. It’s all she wanted. “Ooooo ‘starion.” She whimpered and did her best to meet each roll of his hips. He moaned, the pleasure they shared as good as he remembered, and yet more intimate than any time he’d taken Tav to bed in the past. This time he made love to her, it wasn’t just a means to an end. We were always heading to this moment, weren’t we, darling? He tugged at her hair in his fists to make her arch her back and tip her head up. He kissed her, rocking into her so his balls slapped against her ass. His weight was propped up on his forearms under her shoulders so he could hold her close and fuck her hard. 

“Yes, darling. You are mine. I will never let you go, ever again.” The dip and roll of his hips driving each thrust of his hips drove them both closer to sweet delirium. He kept one hand in her hair and his right hand palmed needily at her breast. She moaned as he pinched and thumbed at her hard teat, and trapped it between his fingers to tug playfully. Her hands skimmed over the scars on his back and up into his hair. The headboard pounded into the wall as they rutted together. For the first time in centuries, Astarion felt like he was truly with Tav in the moment as they had sex. Not thinking about his next move, or how to smuggle her anywhere. He didn’t think about how much she did or didn’t trust him yet. His body sung with only pleasure, lost to it with Tav as they writhed together. Tav kissed and held him like he was the most precious thing in her life, and he felt that in every caress. He’d said ‘I love you’ so many times to so many nameless faces in the past, yet the once hollow words felt like he was committing to something when he spoke them today. To her. Because he meant them. And unlike a mere mortal, my love will be wicked and eternal. Astarion waited until Tav held onto his face and yanked him down to kiss her. She always liked to be kissing him when she came, and it was a wonderful way to share that moment with her. It was also very helpful in telling the vampire ascendant when she’d come, so he could pick up the pace and fuck her all the way over the rainbow. The feeling of her body becoming wrecked by his was so good, he moaned and caught her bottom lip with one of his fangs. She gasped at the sharp sting of it. He opened his eyes and watched as Tav licked her lip and then offered her bloody tongue to him. Oh yes. You are all mine. Astarion kissed her, sucking her tongue into his mouth and growling at her taste. He growled, and many wolves outside howled in chorus to their master as he felt his power swell in readiness within him. It’s time. 

He took hold of Tav’s wrists in both his hands and pinned them to the bed once more. He continued to fuck her, and moaned at the sight of her. Her lips were passion swollen, her cheeks flushed, her hair a red mess around her like a fiery halo, and her pupils dilated with pleasure. “I need to taste more of you.” He nodded to her neck, warning her he was going to bite her. She smiled and turned her head to offer her throat to her lover. Once again, showing just how much she trusted him. “Tav.” He waited to the very precipice of his own climax being milked from her by her tight, sexy body, and knew hers was the only body he wanted to fuck forevermore. “You-are-mine.” He came and opened his mouth wide, before pouncing on her neck and biting her. her hands came to his back to hold him close as he rode the waves of pleasure he found inside her. Both inside her pussy, and her veins. He drank deeply from her, knowing he would have a short window before Tav realised he was drinking far more than he should be. It felt so good, her body wrapped around his, and her delicious red nectar gushing down his throat. She would always taste wonderful to him, of course, but this was the last time her blood would revitalise him. He committed to memory the way her body quivered with excitement…and keenly felt the moment when her heart beat started to slow. 

“Astarion?” Tav felt dizzy and tapped at his back to get his attention. “That’s enough.” She chuckled and waited for him to retract his fangs from her neck and give her a sexy, bloody smile. 

But he didn’t. If anything, he doubled down and pressed his body harder against hers to keep her in place. “Astarion, you need to stop.” He moved his hands to take hold of hers in a blur of speed. He threaded his fingers with hers and held them on either side of her head. Even so, he continued to feed from her. Adrenaline started to kick in as she realised he wasn’t going to stop feeding from her. She wriggled and her heart rate increased…but not for long. She didn’t have the energy or summon her magic or put up much of a fight with how rapidly he had drained her. “I thought…you..loved…me…” Yet he was killing her. Her legs slid from around his waist like deadweights against the mattress. Her vision blurred and all the warmth left with her blood down his throat. Cold, dizzy, and feeling her life slipping away, she had one last thought before she died. A thought Astarion sensed, and would never forget. He lied to me…he doesn’t love me. I believed him…and now I’m going to die a fool. 

Astarion drained her to the brink of death. Her heart stopped, her mind grew quiet, and her body stilled. He finally withdrew his fangs from her neck, and instead bit his wrist. 

“No, darling. I didn’t lie to you.” He pressed his wrist to her mouth so his damned blood would slide down her throat. “You have died a fool, but you are my pretty little fool to love for all eternity. My pet. My treasure.” He leaned down and whispered to her right here. “My precious spawn.”