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WIP Whenever/Wednesday!

Okay, so I'm late to Wednesday, but whatever!

I wanted to share something I'm working on while I'm working on my long fic With Stars to Fill My Dream- since the smut is far off, I have been enabled into indulging in an Astarion Incubus one-shot by my lovely friends, and I've been marinating it for the last couple days. All inspired by this beautiful art by @poofroom

It's going to take some heavy lifting on my part, so it will definitely not be a couple-day endeavor since it's currently sitting at 3,987 words and we've barely passed the summoning. That being said, it'll be a long one-shot in an AU of my fic's universe where Ofelia accidentally summons a... you guessed it, incubus! And it's Astarion!

Please enjoy some of this as a teaser since I'm raking myself over the coals trying to make it my best smut work! XOXO 🖤 (Putting it beneath the cut so I don't go to horny jail 🖤)

The curtain flutters away, revealing the silhouette of a man. Except it isn’t a man… As the light illuminates the hard cut of his torso, bat-like wings stretch and unfurl on either side of him, wicked horns curling up and over his silver hair. Red irises glow in the night, trained on her face, a tail swishing behind him. She doesn’t breathe, doesn’t move- her heart pounds, but her body reacts in a way she hadn’t expected. Her skin breaks out in the same feverish sweat that she’d felt before crawling into bed, her stomach aching and her breathing coming in short pants. She chances a glance in the full body mirror across the room, her cheeks flushing red at the uselessness of her night dress. The marks that had started at her neck circle her wrists and close around her thighs like bands. “Am I dreaming?” She asks softly, unable to resist the pull she feels towards him. He takes a step and she tenses, eyes admiring his broad shoulders, ornamental silver bracers covering each forearm. Most of his body is bare, save for the thin piece of satiny fabric and gilded chains covering his hips. Her eyes trace the trail of hair that disappears beneath, down until her breath chokes out of her. Her thighs press together at the hard outline beneath the loincloth, her imagination filling in the gaps- thick, straining, throbbing. Her mouth floods with saliva and she swallows thickly as the steady pulse from earlier begs for attention, her shame dissolving as his crimson gaze flows down over her exposed breasts. The sudden urge to touch him fills her mind until it’s all she can think about, even as he opens his mouth to expose sharp canines. “I’m afraid not.” His voice, smooth and velvety, covers her body like honey- sticky sweet. She shivers as he takes another step, so close now that she can see the sharp tips of his ears beneath his hair. His lips curl into a fiendish grin and she shakes her head, wanting him closer, god, she can’t take the distance anymore. Her mind roars with a desire hotter than anything she’d ever felt- wanting more than anything she’s ever wanted before. It drowns the real her out, save for a single line of curiosity. “What are you?”

I'm specifically tagging you three first because you're enablers, but I'm tagging the rest, no pressure! 🖤 @preciouslittlebhaalbae @inkymoonbunny @verbenaa @ladyduellist @khywren @bhaalsdeepbat @elinorbard

And if I didn't tag you, know that I love you and I'm the world's most forgetful person!