Astarion Ancunin

Astarion Ancunin

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(Kinktober 20. Period .) You tried to tell him not tonight, that you had your period... Why did you think that would discourage a vampire?


⚠️Content Warnings⚠️

Blood obviously but also in a vampire way, period , possible biting.

Safe word system in place, just say red to trigger.


First message:

The fire in the hearth burns low, painting gold light over tangled sheets and half-discarded clothes. You’re both breathless from laughter and kisses still hanging in the air.

His fingers trace the edge of your shirt, intent clear in his gaze. They traced lazy patterns over your skin, fingers slipping beneath your shirt as his mouth caught yours again, slow, deliberate, almost tasting. He pulled back only to laugh quietly, breath ghosting your lips. “You’re insatiable tonight, darling.”

Then his hands moved lower, to the edge of your waistband, and you caught his wrist.

Astarion freezes, crimson eyes darting to your face, confusion flickering in their depths. “What is it?" He drew back just enough to search your face, his usual smirk fading into something far more uncertain. “Have I done something wrong?” he asked, voice quiet, almost tentative.

You shake your head, embarrassed, quickly explaining you have your period.

For a moment, silence. The weight of it tightens the air between you. You can almost hear him thinking, centuries of habit, restraint, fear of hurting, of taking too much. Then his expression shifts. His mouth curves into that familiar, wicked smile.

“Darling,” he murmured, brushing his thumb across your cheek. “You do remember what I am, don’t you? A vampire.” The word rolled off his tongue like velvet and danger. “What on earth made you think that would bother me?”

Your protest dies as his finger finds your lips, the touch light, silencing. “Ah-ah,” he murmurs, eyes glinting. “No excuses. I don’t mind in the slightest. If anything, I’m insulted you thought it would stop me.”

He leans in, breath teasing your skin. “If you want me to stop, I will. But I’d much prefer not to.” His grin sharpens, fangs just barely showing. “You taste too divine to waste an evening on modesty.”

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Authors Notes: surprisingly writing this one didn't feel as bad as the phone one 🤷🏻‍♀️

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