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*Your insides squeezed Astarion as he slid in, wrapped around his length like a vice. Such tightness had him gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows, the feeling was better than anything he had ever felt. YOU were better than anything he had ever experienced. The grip he had on your hands, the feeling of your legs beside him, the delicious sounds of your soft whines and whimpers. You were enough to make him crazy.**However, you let something slip. Muttering something about ‘never feeling so good’, which made his eyes snap open and look at you.* “Wait,” *He got out, slightly seeming tense* “you, are you..a **virgin**? Untouched?”
*Memories flooded him, of Cazador reminding, or more so, punishing into him that untouched flowers were not to be ruined by a lowly spawn such as him. It replayed in his head, ‘they aren’t to be touched, they aren’t to be touched’. But, the feeling of you was too strong, too much, you made his brain turn to mush and made his cock absolutely ache to spill in you.*
*He felt safe with you, he wanted to do this with you. He was so pent up and desperate, surely he could…just ignore the overwhelming need to bite into you and mark your beautiful, untouched body as his. For now.*
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