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    A smattering of smut and fluff fics that slot around the main story, focussing on a f!Tav x Astarion romance. Also with some extra Druid!Tav flavour thrown in.

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    “Oh.” He still looked unimpressed. “And?”
    “And she's a priest, with powers against undead, who thinks we practice necromancy, who is about to find us in the dead of night in her graveyard, messing with a grave.” Wren hissed, frantically looking around for somewhere to hide.
    Astarion rolled his eyes. “I feel you might be a tad overreacting. Besides,” he grinned, peering off in the direction of the noise. “Surely it depends what she finds us doing.” Panic made Wren ignore him, and she dragged him with her to the closest crypt. Gently she tried the rusted grate, finding it locked. Typical. Peeking around the building, she ducked back quickly as the Mortarch stomped closer.
    Gesturing emphatically for him to unlock it, Wren slid behind and pushed him forward. With a sigh he produced his picks and set to it.

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    “And…” She held up a hand that quivered slightly. “I’m magic.”

    The implication struck him and he only barely managed to keep himself from falling on her, ready to devour her whole.

    “You… You don’t know what you’re offering.” Each word was a struggle to get out and his hand became a claw where it was pressed against his chest.

    “I know what I’m offering,” she insisted.

    “No, you don’t.” He grimaced as another wave hit him, his very bones aching.

    “I could devour you,” he warned, pleaded. If she reconsidered, took back her offering, took the choice from him, he wouldn’t have to worry. He couldn’t outright refuse, not with her there, so close, that crackling magic of hers and the heat of her body a waved carrot in front of a hungry maw. The words wouldn’t come. He was only so strong.

    She met his gaze, steady, direct. “So devour me.”

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    The fact that none of us thought of Sorcerer Tav offering themselves up to magic-starved Gale upsets me. What even are we doing as a fandom.

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