Astarion is wearing a Kilt, I tried, please... A groan punched out of Gale’s chest, one that was mirrored by Astarion the moment the elf sank back down onto him. Vision flickering, his hands flew to grip the elf’s shapely thighs, fingers digging in hard enough to leave a bruise if he wasn’t mindful. Not that he was particularly aware of anything outside the squeeze of Astarion’s hole. “Gods above, Astarion…” “Mmm, what lucky clientele you have,” Astarion rasped sweetly, voice pitching up as he increased his tempo. Gale’s broad cockhead dragged over his tender prostate, shooting sparks up his spine and causing his vocal chords to crack with each whimper. “So thick and long…” Astarion returned his hand to the faintly protruding bulge in his stomach, “So deep…”
#Bloodweave “So deep…”
Collab with @cytokine-spy.bsky.social und catnimp for their fic "Dinner and a show" Ch. 2
archiveofourown.org/chapters/218...
Based on @doodleyounge.bsky.social 90s BW au
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#Astarion #Gale #bg3 #nsfw #baldursgate3 #bellybulge #collab