The 'Welcome Home'-Kiss (Dammon X Reader)

The 'Welcome Home'-Kiss (Dammon x Reader)

(I hope you enjoy reading! 🧡)

You really shouldn't be complaining about Dammon.

He is caring, he helps whenever he can, gives the best hugs and his kisses make your knees go weak.

Usually he even picked up the tiniest changes in your mood, asking what was wrong and how he could cheer you up. He usually noticed when you had a bad day at work or when you got a cold just when he looked at you.

Yet it felt like the last week something changed and you weren't sure what to do. You didn't want to complain about it either, he loved his work and you are happy he got his own forge, too.

You questioned if you did something wrong, but you just couldn't figure out what it was.

He left for work in the morning before you got up, gave you a short kiss when you saw him at his forge when leaving for your own job and when you came back from work it was the same, he was working, gave you a quick kiss and maybe you even got a few mins to talk until one of his clients interrupted you.

You made dinner, hoping he would join you, but lately most of the times you called him inside to eat, he said he would be there in a few minutes while you sat in front of your food waiting.

When some time had passed, your food was cold and your mood as shitty as it could possibly be. Your mind wandered on the possible reasons he was acting strange lately but you just couldn't figure it out.

You felt like your relationship is slipping away from you and you knew you had to speak to him about it, not knowing when to even start that conversation as you barely saw him at home and you didn't want to bother him while he was working.

Tears filled your eyes, while you sat on your bed.

Falling back into bed it smelled like him and you couldn't help hugging his blanket. You felt disconnected from him and lying there with his scent on the fabric felt like he was close to you again.

Tears were falling from your eyes and your quiet sobs filled the room with your mind not able to process your mixed emotions. Your sobs echoing from the walls and made the room feel even more empty.

One moment you were the happiest couple while suddenly you spent the days eating alone while staring at the empty chair in front of you and crying yourself to sleep.

You didn't notice the moment your sobbing stopped when you fell asleep, you just woke up when you heard the door close and Dammon's footsteps coming closer.

He tried to be as quiet as possible as he wasn't trying to wake you up, but he saw the light of the candles in your bedroom were still lit, which wasn't usually the case when you already slept.

"Sorry, I know I am late again, but I am finally done with-.. What happened?", he said.

His eyes were wide when he saw your swollen face. The fabric that your face was on just a moment ago still wet from all your tears it carried, your cheeks red from all the crying.

He came a few steps closer, eyes searching your body in case you were hurt.

"It's nothing, I just.. did I do something wrong?", you quietly stuttered, looking at the floor and trying to hide away from his stare. You felt miserable and you needed to know what happened between the two of you.

"What? No.. No, you didn't do anything wrong. You are amazing as usual.", he replied.

"Why do you barely talk to me then? I know you have a lot of work, but it feels like you are avoiding me.", you whispered, unable to speak up as you were too scared of your time together to end.

"I-.. Shit.", he said and he sat down next to you on the bed. "I am not avoiding you. I tried to get as much work as possible done because I wanted to take next week off to surprise you. I planned a vacation for us. Guess I didn't do such a great job on the surprise part of it. I am so sorry."

"Oh...", you replied, taking a short moment to process what he said. "Gods, I feel so dumb now. I thought you stopped loving me while actually you planned a surprise for me. I'm sorry."

"Don't be, I did a bad job on making you feel loved this week. I should've planned ahead some more to not do twice of the work I usually do each day. Seriously, I was too focused to even notice you feeling that way."

All the worries were falling off of you and your mind finally cleared from all the horrible thoughts.

You should've known. Not about the surprise but about the fact you didn't do something wrong. Dammon wasn't the type of person to ignore you on purpose when something happened, he would have adressed it the same day and talked it out.

"Can you hug me, please?", you asked him quietly.

He just smiled and basically threw himself on you. He rolled over to pull you on top of him while he was holding you as close as he could.

You had missed how his hugs felt like, the warmth of his skin, the scent of his work at the forge still clinging to his clothes and his arms around you pulling you close while being careful not to embrace you too tight.

These hugs were instantly calming you, all the tears forgotten by simply being close to him. The possibility of him leaving you was gone and both of you were close together again.

"I missed having you close to me. It was such a dumb idea to try get double the work done, I really missed out on this.", he said, his lips pressing against your forehead and you lifted your head off his chest to look into his eyes.

"It was dumb of me too, to not jump on your back while you were working and demand some time together.", you said and a quiet chuckle left your mouth.

"If I ever act stupid again, please do. I even ignored your attempt to lure me inside with food."

"Did you even eat anything today?", you asked him, ready to scold him if he didn't.

"Uhm...does a slice of bread as breakfast count?"

"Nope.", you said and wiggled out of his embrace and stood up. "I'll heat up your food."

"Wait!"

He quickly caugth your wrist and pulled you back. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and you found yourself standing in between his legs, his arms pulling you close by your waist and holding you there while he looked up at you.

"There's two important things before I am physically able to get up."

"Okay, go ahead.", you said. Your hands were on his shoulders, resting there and waiting for him to speak.

"First: I love you.", he said. His eyes locked with yours and you knew he meant every word.

"I love you, too.", you whispered. Your hands were on his cheeks, thumbs slowly caressing his skin. "And the second one?"

"The second one is the fact, that I still didn't get a 'welcome home'-kiss and I demand that right now.", he said, trying to keep his face in a frown while you noticed the corner of his lips turning upwards just slightly. You knew he was hiding a smile behind that frown.

"Oh, I am terribly sorry, let me make up for that."

You leaned down to softly press your lips against his and you felt his arms pull you even closer to him, while his lips gently moved against yours.

I have no excuses for this,,,, I was initially drawing them with their hair down then it became a tits out kind of moment,,,,

Bonus: my Durge’s own bird’s nest under her hood

A Shadowed Memory

Forgotten realms wiki says tieflings know infernal so idk

A Loyal Customer (Zevlor x Reader (Non Tav))

(I actually dreamed about this the other day and I had to write it 😂 I hope you enjoy reading! 🧡)

You noticed the door open and you stopped sewing for a second to approach the customer. When you noticed the same tiefling that visited a lot lately, you smiled at him.

"Welcome back. What do you need?", you asked him.

"The undershirt of my armor is in shreds again, I hope you can fix it.", he said.

He handed you his folded shirt and he looked rather embarrassed doing so. It wasn't the first time he visited you this week. It wasn't the second time as well, but the third.

"How do you ruin it so often?", you asked laughing while you took the shirt from his hand.

"Fighting, mostly."

He was smiling and waited for you to check if you could fix his undershirt again.

When you unfolded it you weren't sure if you should laugh or cry. The fabric was ripped and part of it was missing completely. There was no way you could fix that.

"I am sorry, but there is no fixing for this shirt. I'll make you a new one.", you said when you put the shreds of fabric that remained of the shirt down and picked up the measuring tape.

"Oh, that's very sweet, but I'll have to admit I currently can't afford a new one. Tieflings aren't really welcome in Baldur's Gate and finding a stable job hasn't been-"

"See it as a gift then. It's against my pride to let my customers walk around with torn clothes.", you said. This was probably part of the reason why you were still working in the smallest space you could find in Rivington.

"I can't accept that, your work is great and you should be paid well for it.", he said, clearly uncomfortable with your offer.

"How do you expect to get a well paying job with an undershirt hanging in shreds?"

He sighed and he knew you got a point. His eyes locked with yours and a smile formed on his lips.

"You are too kind. I will make sure to pay you twice as soon as I can afford it. I promise."

"No, this shirt is a gift, but I expect you to keep coming back once you could afford the high society stores.", you said laughing. "Now let me get started measuring you, I want the shirt to fit."

He joined in on your laugh and took a step closer to you, so you could get started with your work.

"You never told me your name."

"I am Zevlor.", he said and asked for yours, too.

While you told him your name, you measured his arm length and the width of his shoulders.

When measuring his back you noticed something odd about the way his pants fit around his tail.

"Do you wear regular pants with just a hole cut into it for your tail??", you said and your hand was already pulling on the waistband of the pants.

The skin on his tail visibly bruised with the fact that regular human pants weren't made for tails.

He moved away by the sudden touch of your hand on his bruised skin.

"I uhm-.. it's not like I have much choice, tiefling clothes are even more expensive as regular ones and it's not like there is many stores for that, too."

He avoided your gaze, visibly uncomfortable by the fact he doesn't even have pants that properly fit him. Arriving in Baldur's Gate really wasn't going easy on him, with most of his belongings gone and barely any money left.

"Stand still so I can measure you and your clothes will be done tomorrow. I won't let you bruise your skin any more.", you said.

You hated how people judged tieflings and made their life worse, so seeing him with bruised skin by just not being able to afford fitting pants was making you angry. Not that you had anyone in particular to be angry at, but that wasn't your concern right now.

"You really can't give me more than the shirt. I can't even pay you for your work on that.", he said, as he tried to keep you from measuring his legs, too.

"Listen, Zevlor. I know it makes you uncomfortable, not being able to pay for it, but I know you are not the type of person to forget about the help I offered and I don't plan on dying tomorrow, so you will have a lifetime to pay for the pants. The shirt is still a gift, so don't dare trying to pay for that.", you said while your hands rested on his shoulders and you looked into his eyes.

His eyes were moving across your face and you weren't sure what's on his mind.

"Thank you, really. I don't know how I deserve your kindness."

"Everyone deserves kindness and I am pretty sure it has been a while since you recieved some.", you said and you finally finished measuring his legs, too.

Turning to your desk you write it down so you can start making the clothes.

"Thank you again.", he said quietly.

"You're welcome.", you responded, smiling at him. "You can come pick up your clothes tomorrow."

The next day he came back as expected.

Of course he had to put on the clothes you made him so you could check if they actually fit him.

"Fits perfectly. Thank you.", he said when he stepped out of the changing room.

"I'm glad. I don't make tiefling pants every day, so I was a little worried.", you responded. "Turn around."

He turned and you noticed the pants fitting well around the tail too, with the bruised part on his skin visible.

"Please, before you wear regular pants again come here and let me make new ones for you.", you told him, softly poking the bruised spot and making him jump slightly by it.

"By the quality of these clothes, they won't rip as easily. I hope I won't have to come back to ask for your help anytime soon.", he said and he noticed the frown on your face.

"What if I want you to come back soon?", you replied and he looked at you surprised, before avoiding your gaze.

"I guess I could come back without needing your help then."

"I'm looking forward to it.", you responded smiling at him.