Other Than Zevlor & Halsin, Who Else From BG3 Would You Take Requests For? Thanks!

Other than Zevlor & Halsin, who else from BG3 would you take requests for? Thanks!

I'm most comfortable writing for Zevlor (as you might have noticed), but I do take requests for other characters too, so feel free to request! If I don't think I could see myself writing for your requested character, I will let you know🧡

-We saw the blue sky for the first in a long time, and for a moment everything was right.

How wrong we were

Hello! Might I request a little spicy spice about inviting Zevlor to spend the night with you at the camp party? (Goddamn Larian, why fill our camp with all these hot tieflings and only allow us to bang the companions)

Of course you can Anon! I was going to do a full fic but it wasn't quite working how I wanted so this is kind of a mix between headcanons and fic? Either way, I hope you enjoy :)

NSFW ahead, gender neutral reader and no warnings needed

Seducing Zevlor at the tiefling party

Zevlor would definitely be a bit of a wallflower for the party

He's hanging back watching everyone enjoy themselves while nursing a drink

It's obvious to him how everyone is near throwing themselves at you, so imagine his surprise when you come up to him batting your eyelashes and holding his bicep

You're either tipsy or just drunk off the atmosphere around you, and Zevlor can't tell if you're actually coming onto him

Everyone else can see your infatuation from a mile away, however

Once you do manage to lead him away from the group it's all too easy to pull him into a kiss by his collar

He freezes for a moment before kissing back

When he does kiss back, his hands finding a firm grasp on your hips, it's magical

After this it's shockingly easy to get Zevlor into your bed

Just give him a little reassurance that he's not too old for you, that he is the one you want

It's not surprising that Zevlor absolutely wants to take things slow

You both could die any day, he wants to enjoy this night with you to it's absolute fullest

"The bed isn't too uncomfortable for you, I hope?" He asks, eyes showing concern as hands help you lay back on the fur lined mattress.

"Zev, relax, it's fine." You grin, helping pull down his button up shirt, revealing lean muscles that shift with the tieflings every move. A small sigh leaves Zevlor, helping you kick off your pants, sitting back on his heels his eyes roam your scantily clad body.

Your hand meets the back of his neck, pulling him down till your lips barely brush. "Now, can we get to the main event?" You breathe out, feeling his fingers play with the waistband of your underwear.

"I could never deny you."

I feel like Zevlor wouldn't pull out too many kinks if it's your first night sleeping together

He'd definitely lavish attention on you, there's no way you will leave the tent without being thoroughly kissed all over

Zevlor would also insist on going down on you, his head finding its home between your legs

Pro tip, tug on his horns

The way he moans will just vibrate through you, it's glorious

Once he feels you're both thoroughly prepared and already quite satisfied is when he'll actually have sex with you

The way he slides in is agonizingly slow, a low moan leaving you as every bump and ridge slips into you. Zevlors lips are on your shoulder, body draped over yours as he carefully thrusts right into the hilt, his hips meeting yours. Sharp teeth brush over your skin as the tiefling lets out his own sigh, pausing at the way you clench around him.

"Oh, hells. I won't last if you stay like this..." Zevlor murmurs against you, hands smoothing over your skin to relax you. Every time his body shifts, so does his cock inside you. Adjusting to the way he stretches you is a task in itself, the burn slowly fading with each passing moment.

"Please, fuck me Zevlor-" Your words are cut off with another loud moan as his hips move, the hellrider easily finding a pace for himself as he thrusts into you.

Let's be real, this tiefling is so pent up

Zevlor will happily fuck you all night once you get him going, with short breaks in between

Like any true gentleman he'll ask where you'd like him to cum though his preference would definitely be inside

Once he's fucked your brains out Zevlor will pull you to lay on top of him, this man is clingy after sex

You'll feel a tail wrapped around your thigh and the deep rumbling purr from his chest, don't worry about getting cold either seeing as tieflings run hot

Everything you had tonight may be gone tomorrow, but everything feels okay when you fall asleep in Zevlors arms

Fight training (Zevlor x Tav)

NSFW warning!

(Thanks to @ada-melodies & @lolliputian for putting the idea on my mind 👀

I hope you enjoy reading!)

The Absolute was defeated and life was feeling a little more normal again but you still felt the urge to continue training your fighting skills as there would someday be a need for it.

Zevlor had the same thoughts, just because he isn't a soldier anymore, doesn't mean he had no reason to keep up his training, so he did.

He had found himself training almost every morning, most others still sleeping while he dragged himself out of bed, picking up his sword and heading to the spot he trained at.

Honestly he was a little more motivated to get there lately, as for the last few days you had been joining him.

He felt glad to have a training partner that actually put up a good fight. Back when he was a Hellrider and training the soldiers, some of the fights were rather short and boring, his opponents not really keeping up with his skills.

But you matched his talent quite well, the advantage he was holding in strength you easily matched with the quick movements of yours, that often looked like you were dancing around him.

When he arrived at his training spot you were already there, which was very unusual. He was normally the one getting up early and going to train when nightmares had him wake up.

"Good morning.", he said and you turned around. His breath hitched in his chest by the sight before him. Your hair was messily tied up, some strands loosed from the tie and hanging in front of your forehead, your skin shining in the early sunlight and the way your chest was raising quickly as you were out ot breath.

"Good morning, Zevlor.", you said with a smile, arm wiping over your forehead, collecting the small drops of sweat that formed. "I hope you don't mind me on your training spot when you weren't here."

"Not at all, feel free to train here whenever you like.", he responded, smiling back at you then quickly removing his eyes from you as he found them moving over your body.

You gave him a few minutes to warm up his muscles before actually fighting and he was doing his best to keep his eyes off of you as his thoughts were definitely running wild today. Thoughts he knew shouldn't be there for a friend he was training with.

When he was all warmed up, you started training together, swords clashing, steps echoing from the walls and breaths heavy.

Both of you were focused on every step the other did, carefully shifting your weight to not lose balance. An hour easily passed, his shirt completely soaked from the sweat of the training and the sun shining down on them.

He pulled off his shirt when you took a short break, wiping his face with it and throwing it to the side.

You tried not to stare yet failed miserably, his red skin shining in the sunlight, ridges and scars visible on his body and you felt heat crawl into the skin of your cheeks. Quickly avoiding your eyes you went to grab some water from your bag, gulping down some of it while you tried to calm your nerves. 

You had to focus on the fighting, it wouldn't be the first time you lost your training sessions because his body was distracting you and it was starting to get obvious.

He picked up his sword again and you did the same, getting ready for the next fight.

Feet quickly moved towards each other, both of you focused on every small movement the other one made. For a while you managed to keep your eyes off of his muscles, that flexed with every swing of his sword.

Your gaze wandered across his chest for just a second, but long enough for his tail to wrap around your angle and pulling you off balance. A moment later you found yourself with your back on the floor with Zevlor kneeling above your body, one hand on the floor next to your head to steady himself, the other on his sword that was sticking in the ground on the other side of your head.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you stared up at him.

His eyes intensely locked with yours, breathing heavily while sweat was running down his body.

"How is it, that every time I take of my shirt you lose the fight?", he said, his tail slowly moving up your leg, now wrapped around your thigh.

"Let me take mine off and we will see how long it takes until you are on the ground beneath me.", you whispered.

He laughed and stood up, holding his hand out for you to pull you up.

Instead of taking it, you were sitting up, pulling off your shirt and placed it into his hand.

The grin on his face was gone and he looked at you in disbelieve. He wasn't expecting you to actually do that and he was trying his best to keep his eyes off of your glistening skin.

Your shirt was thrown to the ground next to his.

"Lets see if you are right about it then.", he said, going back into position for fighting.

The fight was equal, both of you trying to focus on each others movements rather than their body, both of you equally distracted.

That's until an especially strong hit of him had your sword flying backwards. He was already sure he had won the fight, so his balance was already off. You placed a kick right into his chest, having him tumble backwards. Sprinting forward you kicked the sword out of his hand and used to your advantage, that his balance was off, pushing him down on the ground.

Pulling a dagger you carried, holding it to his throat while you kneeled above his body, your hand pinning one of his wrists to the ground, the other one under your knee.

Both of you breathing heavily again, your hair falling in front of your face and eyes locked with his.

His eyes wide as he looked up at you.

"So, do you believe me now?", you asked, smile on your face, that you actually had won.

"Fine, you won.", he said, suddenly serious while he was looking into your eyes.

You moved the dagger away from his throat, releasing his hands, ready to stand up. Before you even got the chance to lift yourself off of him, he grabbed your wrist, turning both of you around to he was above you again.

He leaned down and hungrily pressed his lips on yours while his body pinned you to the ground.

Your lips moved against his, hands were on his body a moment later, moving across his warm, glistening skin.

His hips grinding into yours and you could feel his hard length through your clothes. You were gasping by the sudden friction of his hips between your legs, which gave him a chance to push his tongue into your mouth. His tongue moving against yours, growl leaving his throat.

His lips moved to your neck, placing kisses and sucking marks into your skin, careful to not actually bite through your skin with his sharp teeth.

Your hands were tangled in his hair, trying to hold him as close to you as you could, while you pushed your hips up into his, searching the feeling of him through your clothes.

He pulled away from you for a moment, looking down at you with an expression you hadn't seen on his face before, his eyes looking darker than usual.

"Do you want me to stop?", he asked you breathlessly.

"No and if you don't start touching me right now I might lose my mind.", you responded, hips eagerly pushing against his again.

He laughed and pushed his hand into your pants, rubbing over your folds, feeling how wet you are for him.

A moan left your lips and your head felt dizzy by the sudden pleasure you felt.

His fingers rubbing against you, skilled hands finding your clit with ease, while his eyes were locked with yours.

He enjoyed seeing the pleasure his fingers brought you on your face, hearing your moans.

One of his fingers pushed inside of you, careful not to hurt you with his claws. His finger moving in and out of you while his thumb rubbed circles on your clit. Another finger pushed inside of you, stretching you slightly when he pushed both of them inside of you.

"Zevlor, it feels so good.", you whimpered, pushing your hips up so his fingers push deeper inside of you. "Please.."

"Please what?", he said. A smile formed on his lips, he enjoyed seeing you so eager for him. "Tell me what you want."

His voice made your body shudder and he felt you clench around his fingers, pulling them out of you suddenly.

You gasped, missing his touch on you.

"I want you inside of me. Please take me."

"As you wish."

He pulled down your pants, revealing your wet folds to his eyes. Taking in the sight in front of him he leaned back to open his own pants just enough to pull his length free.

"Have you been with a tiefling before?", he asked, rubbing his length along your folds, coating him with your wetness.

"No, you're the first.", you said, breathlessly waiting for him to be inside of you.

"Let me know if it's too much.", he said and you felt his tip push inside of you, stretching you in the best way possible.

He steadied himself on his arms beside your face, slowly pushing inside and giving you time to adjust.

The ridges along his length adding to the pleasure and you bucked your hips impatiently. He pushed your hips back down, holding them still.

"Patience, my dear.", he whispered in your ear, pushing further into you, teasingly slow.

You couldn't help but whimper when he was finally fully inside of you, fitting into you perfectly.

He placed a kiss under your ear, tongue moving over your skin while he pulled his length out of you slowly.

Your fingers were digging into his shoulders, trying to get him to hurry up, aching for the pleasure he could give you.

He started thrusting into you slowly, gently and you felt every ridge on his length sliding back into you. His breaths turned into moans and growls next to your ear.

Both of his hands were still next to your head, yet you still felt something rub on your clit. Looking down you noticed his tail had curled around his body, pressing onto you in slow, teasing circles.

"Gods, you make me feel so good.", you moaned, eyes closing and enjoying the feeling of him inside of you.

"I'll make you feel even better.", he said, thrusting into you faster and placing kisses along your neck.

You let out a surprised yelp by the sudden change, your moans echoing through the air.

His tail continued rubbing on your clit and you started to feel dizzy.

"Zevlor, I'm close.."

His thrusts got harder, his length pushing into you quickly and he felt your body starting to shiver.

You clenched around his length, body shuddering underneath him and short quick moans and gasps reached his ears.

His thrusts slowed when he reached his own climax, growls mixing with your moans as he spilled inside of you.

You pulled his face to you, his lips on yours in a sloppy, wet kiss, both of you still coming down from your pleasure, both of you breathing heavily.

His thrusts stilled and he rested part of his weight on you.

"We should train like this more often.", he said, a quiet laugh heard on his voice.

"I wouldn't dare complain about that.", you replied and a sigh leaving your lips.