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A Burden Shared (Zevlor X GN Reader)
Author's Note: This is a romantic moment between two leaders who just need a break. Includes smut. Thanks for reading 💛
You snuck away from the party in an attempt to take a moment for yourself before you moved on in the morning. You kept to the shadows past Halsin and toward the spacious hot springs you'd found in the woods. The party had been winding down and most of the group seemed to be in their tents and bedrolls. When you arrived, someone was already there. Zevlor. You threw your bundle of clothes in front of your face accompanied by a squeak.
"I am so so sorry. I didn't think anyone would be here."
A low laugh twisted your insides and made you shiver as he began to speak.
"I apologize for taking advantage, but the heat was very tempting. Give me a few moments and I'll be out of the way."
You threw a hand out to stop him, blushing furiously behind your clothes.
"No! That's okay. I don't want to inconvenience you. But if you don't mind me coming in as well.. I would appreciate it. My muscles feel so tense."
"Not at all."
"Okay well could you, erm. Could you turn around?"
After hearing him moving in the water, you peeked and sighed gratefully that his back was now to you. Your clothes felt so constricting and you were thrilled to be finally able to shed them and slip in the water. A groan left your lips and his shoulders stiffened almost imperceptibly. Your muscles began to loosen with the heat of the springs and a soft sigh of relief slipped out.
His chuckle warmed you up more than the water as he said, "I understand. It feels like it's been ages since I felt safe enough to take off my armor. I figure they'll be alright for just a little while without us."
You turned to face the edge and folded your arms under your head before turning to peek at him over them. What you could see of him in the moonlight looked distraught.
"For what it's worth, I'm sorry. Your people didn't deserve what happened to them or what's happened since."
An appreciative smile made its way onto his weary face followed by a quick nod.
"I wish I could have done more for them. We left for a better life only to be turned out everywhere we go. I wish I could offer them more protection."
His skin was hot where you reached out and touched it. He leaned into your simple touch where your fingers curled around his shoulder.
"I'm sorry for the burdens you carry. The ones you have to carry alone."
"Ah, you would know something about that wouldn't you," he said with a wry smile.
"Well, it isn't the same as being a Hellrider commander-"
"Good leadership in anything is hard to find and very valuable. Do not discount your abilities. You have performed no mere feat and you have somehow managed to get quite the array of companions to work together without even knowing each other beforehand. I am... very impressed by you. And please, call me Zevlor. Just Zevlor."
You flushed, pleased by his words and hid your face against your arms. Pain shot through your calf and you gasped as you grabbed your leg, wincing as the muscle seized up.
"Here. Let me."
You turned toward him and he reached for your leg under the water. He took a gentle hold of it and braced your foot on his thigh before massaging the back of your calf. The grass was soft where your head fell back onto the ground as his fingers continued to work on your tired muscles. A soft moan slipped from your lips, making you press your lips tightly together as embarrassment flooded through every inch of your body.
He froze briefly before continuing and releasing your leg when he felt your muscles relax. He turned away from you slightly, avoiding your gaze. You swallowed hard and crossed your arms over your chest protectively.
"What is it?"
"Well. It's been quite some time since I heard those kinds of noises brought forth due to my hands."
Your face heated as your eyes widened and you begged silently to be pulled into the ground.
"Zevlor," you whispered, distressed.
"I apologize. It was not my intention to make you uncomfortable. I'll remove myself from the springs momentarily."
Before you could stop yourself, your hand flew out and landed on his forearm.
"Don't go."
He turned to you, curiosity sparking in his eyes.
"You're certain?"
You nodded and left your hand resting on him. He settled in a bit closer to you, leaning further into your touch. His arm pressed against yours, allowing you to be close enough to rest your head on his shoulder. He marveled silently, not having had the opportunity to be close to someone in a very long time.
His fingers grazed along the side of your face to cup the side of your neck under your jaw. His forehead bumped gently against yours. You tipped your head back and skimmed your lips over his with the lightest touch. His other arm braced on the rocks at the edge of the water.
His body pressed closer to yours with a gentleness. His movements were relaxed as he leaned in to kiss you. His lips brushed over your collar bone, pulling a satisfied sigh from within you. Your fingers trailed over the length of his ears to the fine point and then the back where you caressed the softer skin there. He shuddered and bracketed your body with his arms. His breath grew heavy as he pulled back, drinking you in.
"It has been some time since I shared such intimacies with another. Thank you for helping me see that there are still good things in the world."
Your arms slid around his neck as he held you at the edge. His moved to your waist, tightening and pulling you flush against his body. Your breath caught as you felt him brush against you under the water. His nearness made you eager, made you want to find something good in the wilderness. Your hand snaked down to wrap around him, making him grunt in surprise. His widened eyes flicked to yours, mouth opening slightly as your hand moved back and forth to encourage him to harden more in your touch.
"What's this, Tav?"
You halted and pulled your hand from him as doubt began coursing through you.
"I'm so sorry, Zevlor. I don't know what came over me."
You turned, breaking his hold on you, and pushed yourself out of the hot springs, fighting the embarrassment that tried to consume you. You reached for your clothes, clutched them to your chest and froze when you heard water dripping behind you.
"Where are you going?" His voice was soft as if approaching an injured animal.
"Away, I think. I'm sorry, Zevlor. For making you uncomfortable. Just.. forget it happened. Please."
He laughed, weakly and caught your hand in his. He kept it wrapped around yours and brought it near his fully erect cock.
"You did not make me uncomfortable, Tav. Put that from your mind. If you are.. amenable to continuing, I would very much like to do so. Only if you wish to."
You dropped your clothes by his and nodded, turning back to him. His breath caught in a choked gasp as your fingers tightened around him once more. You pumped your hand over him, making him melt against you. His hips rocked into your grip as his arms wound loosely around your waist. His face lifted to the sky, neck bared to you. You took quick advantage and kissed and nipped along his skin, making him groan. When your wrist twisted as you neared his flared head, he bucked with a breathless laugh and brought his hand up to play with your nipple.
Your free hand moved down, cupping his balls in your hand. They rested heavily in your touch as you squeezed, eliciting another deep noise of satisfaction from him. As he rocked against you, his teeth moved to your shoulder, nipping sharply at your tender skin. He huffed as your hands worked at him, desperately trying to stay quiet to prevent being overheard by those at camp.
His cheek was heated where it met your shoulder. His face was buried against your neck. His incoherent pleas for more made your mind dizzy with desire. As he got closer, his hips bucked erratically and he shifted you from his front to tight against his hip. He held you around the waist and at the nape of your neck, kissing lightly and pressing his moans into your skin.
He jerked and came roughly, spurting on the ground. He lingered against your neck as he settled and caught his breath. As his hand reached for you to return the pleasure, Halsin's booming voice echoed through the trees, causing you to flinch in each other's arms.
"Erm, I believe Tav has gone to the springs. They should be done.. soon."
Your eyes met Zevlor's, amusement crinkling his at the corners. His fingers clasped the back of your neck tighter to pull you closer and press a firm kiss to your lips.
"I suppose we should get dressed, then. Thank you for helping me forget my worries."
You both dressed quickly in the dark and after gesturing toward an alternate path back to camp, you turned back the way you had come. He caught you around the waist and tugged you back toward him for a moment. He hesitated as if not sure what to do. You made a quick decision to throw your arms around him and pull him tight against you.
"Be safe," he murmured. "I do hope we meet again."
"In Baldur's Gate, once all of this is done?"
He nodded, cheek pressed to yours, reluctant to let go.
"It's a date, then."
He was thankful for the cover of dark that hid the intensity of the blush that came across his skin. With one last squeeze, he slowly let go and watched you go down the path before turning to his own.
As you stepped back through the tree line, you passed Halsin and gave him a quick nod and whisper of 'thanks'.
"Anytime," he whispered back, lips curled up at the edges.
As you turned back to face toward your tent, you yelped as you bumped right into Zevlor's chest. He quickly steadied you with a grip on your elbows and a sudden shyness overtook you.
"Zevlor," you murmured in greeting. The one word held so much. A tender memory to hold close through the battles to come.
"Tav," he greeted back, his voice softer than you'd ever heard it before.
He let go of you after ensuring you were steady and watched you walk off to your tent and duck inside.
"Nice time at the springs?" Halsin asked, unable to keep the grin from his face.
Zevlor inhaled sharply and avoided his eyes, trying to keep his composure.
"Quite. Tav is.. a very special person."
Halsin nodded sagely.
"Indeed. Destined for great things."
***
♡ halsin x astarion headcanons ♡
Halsin thinks Astarion is utterly beautiful and that's how it begins; through his fascination with a pale elf
and let me say; Halsin is not shy, he will tell Astarion how he feels about him rather quickly, he will be adoring him, showering him compliments and though Astarion may not always show it, he secretly enjoys these
but what Astarion is the most fond of is Halsin's words of devotion, his little assurances that Astarion is cherished and loved
of course he often heard words like these, but it was all a lie, soft words and behind those was lust. But Halsin is not like this, he can't be
Astarion feels good in Halsin's presence. he admires him even, his strong body and he gaze at it unabashed.
sometimes he likes to tease Halsin about his abundant hair (so unusual for an elf), but at the same you can hear a pang of fascination in his voice
Halsin is aware of Astarion troubled past, though Astarion not say much on that matters; Halsin just knows. He can see it, sense it and knows Astarion needs a lot of reassurance, even if he's not communicating it very well
so they play a long game, but Halsin is willing to wait
with kind words and soft touches Astarion slowly opens up, show vulnerability, which is not easy for someone like him
at nights, where there's only them Astarion loves being in Halsin's robust arms, it gives him peace
Halsin caresses his face and he's leaning into his hand like a kitten hungry of affection (which makes halsin's heart melt even more)
sometimes Astarion is snappy, is mean, sometimes he's frustrated and spit his words just to hurt and get a reaction, but Halsin's a true stoic at heart and you can't get him mad like this. he knows Astarion don't want to push him really, he's just scared and lost
Halsin can see through Astarion’s snarky remarks and responding with gentleness (and sometimes sarcasm as well, he can be witty when he wants to)
There is not denying the fact that Halsin is calm and his inner calmness has a soothing affect on Astarion. he slowly learns to accept and live freely
and as for Astarion, he shows his love in small endearing ways I feel
he often surprised Halsin with random kisses, enjoying the simplicity of a kiss being just a kiss
sometimes he sits on Halsin's lap, being in the moment, enjoying his warmth and presence
Halsin allows Astarion to do anything that pleases him basically, he let's Astarion set boundaries in their relationship and he's just enjoying tender moments with his pale lover, no matter what they are
about blood; I think drinking Halsin's blood more often than not ends up in some intimate way, as I can't imagine at lest one of them not getting a boner during the process
Astarion drinks Halsin's blood with such care and eagerness, not letting a drop go to waste and it's hottt
and talking about hot; I feel like they like it rough and intense
like hair pulling, body bruising, wet kind of sex
Astarion often prefers to ride Halsin, enjoying the control and Halsin doesn't mind; if something he thinks Astarion looks breathtaking above him, his milky skin glistening with sweat
his big hands guiding his hips and caressing his body
Halsin want to look into Astarion eyes a lot "let me see those eyes"
and when he comes inside him, he grunts and his hands squeeze Astarion tender flesh, his hips almost quiver
when Astarion is close to climax, he guides Halsin’s big, rough (but skilled!) hand to his own member, whimpering deliciously when he comes
after sex however it's all soft and cozy, Halsin treats Astarion with utmost care and love, cleaning him up and showering him with affectionate words
he kisses Astarion all over his beautiful body, making him feel cherished (as he should!)
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and here it is, my favourite ship from the game (apart delulu me x halsin of course) ˙ᵕ˙
you can find more of my works about bg3 (especially halsin) ♡here♡
☆ lovesick gale ☆
who can't flirt but tries so hard for you
who thinks about you obsessively every night before going to sleep
who analyses every interaction you've had, replaying your conversations over and over
who turns red when your knees brush, his cheeks hot
who is so obviously (and painfully) crushing on you
who is already imagining the rest of his life with you
who creates wonders in the weave just thinking about you
who is delicate with you
who sparkles when you ask him a question
who pours his heart into every dish he's made for you
who tugs a wild strand of your hair behind your ear
who boops your nose with his finger
who rest his head on your lap
who likes you all sweaty and covered in blood of your enemies
who kisses you tenderly goodnight
who is desperate for you
who moans, huffs, and puffs when you palm his cock through his trousers
who cries when you dump him, but still let's you go
who forgets his goddess because of you (!)
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so...yeah, I stand for my little, lovesick wizard and I think about him a lot :((
you can find more of my works about gale ♡here♡
♡ lovesick halsin♡
who craves a wooden duck for you, putting his heart into it
who wants to kiss you again and again and again, never getting enough
who sees you as a gift of nature
who worship your body
who traces his finger along the curve of your hips
who constantly watches you, his gaze filled with affection and desire
who feels young again because of you
who wants to show off his muscles in front of you
who sees a lover in you, but also a friend, someone he's longed for the longest time
who shares stories of his past, his voice filled with nostalgia
who finds traces of your presence everywhere he goes, amidst the blooming flowers, the murmuring rivers, and the sunlight filtering through the leaves
who smiles at you with such warmth it makes your heart flutter
who swim in the lake with you during quiet nights, the water shimmering around you, sky full of stars
who loves when you sleep hugged tightly to his chest
who needs to feel your skin on his
who is not shy about the feelings he has for you
who is not shy in the bed either
who likes to give
who thrusts into you like crazy in his bear form, only to heal you tenderly by the morning
who is obsessed with breeding you
who puts his arm around you, with a hint of protectiveness in his touch
who is always attentive to your needs
who often finds himself daydreaming about you during his walks in the forest
who feels his heart swell every time he sees your kindness
who wants only you, but lets you do as you please, which breaks my fucking heart :')
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I think a lot about the last point I made, it doesn't quite sit right with me, and I need to think about it some more. if you have any thoughts or insights about it tho, you know where to find me !!
also....
you can find more of my works about halsin ♡here♡
♡♡♡ domestic bliss with gale ♡♡♡
a lot of gentle touches and sincere "I love you"s
Gale makes you breakfast almost everyday (obviously)
sometimes when the mood takes him, he'll even do something like heart-shaped pancakes and despite it being cliche you can't help but feel your heart soften by the gesture
on special mornings, he'll even bring breakfast to you in bed, a tray laden with your favourites (he knows you very well)
and let me just say he always leaves the kitchen tidy. he may be a little messy sometimes, his (and now yours too) place may be a little cluttered, but he's a tidy wizard and clean up after himself period !!!
while we are talking about the kitchen....you had steamy sex over the counter more times that you can count
during the day, when he's immersed in his studies, you often bring him a steaming cup of coffee or a tasty snack
you sneak behind him and start massaging his shoulders, and he groans at the touch with appreciation, tenderly kissing your hands
but you're not always as merciful; seeing him hunched over his books, his brow furrowed in concentration does something for you; makes you want to melt away his stress with different type of distraction...and he's so easy to tease :))
but what I want to talk about more is simple moments you share together; like when Gale prepares a meal you hum a tune and wash the dishes, stealing little kisses from him that leave you both smiling;
you hug him from behind when he's cutting the vegetables and it feels so good to feel warmth of his body and the rhythm of his heart;
you can't resist giving his cute, small ass a cheeky squeeze, which makes him jump and laugh and then tutting and calling you a bad girl with his index finger pointed into the air (he wants to sound angry but fails)
and you can always feel his gaze on you filled with a quiet, unwavering affection
your dinners are often a candlelit affairs, filled with soft smiles and meaningful conversation. as the sun slowly fades over the horizon, you sit on the balcony, basking in the golden glow, sharing quiet moments over books (you read a lot of books at this household)
sometimes you talk about everything and nothing (gale often ranting at his students) and sometimes you fall asleep with your head on his shoulder while he still reads, or you fall asleep on his lap, as he gently massages your scalp, his fingers threading through your hair making you all cozy and cared for
sometimes during the night Gale is stargazing with you, pointing out constellations and sharing the mythology behind them, with knowing hands he gently guides your body as you peer through the telescope
I can also imagine you two spending your evenings by the fireplace with glasses of wine in hand and an enchanted piano playing softly in the background. Gale arm wrapped securely around you, his thumb tracing gentle patterns on your skin unconsciously
Gale often runs hot bath for you, joining you in the warm water. his hands move in soft circles, washing your hair, his lips leaving tender kisses on the back of your neck and not soon after you feel his growing erection poking at your back
you brush teeth side by side, and Gale watches in awe as you go through your skincare routine, simply enchanted. he loves the scent of your lotion and can’t resist leaning in to inhale the fragrance of your skin, murmuring compliments that make you blush
then you are slipping into comfy pyjamas <33 your sheets are always fresh and clean (not a single crumb on your mattress!) all ready for your nightly cuddles and whispered conversations
in bed you both read (I said before; a lot of reading)
Gale never forgets to kiss your forehead goodnight
sometimes you’re the little spoon, snuggled safely in his arms, other times he’s nestled against you, seeking your warmth. and often, you simply sleep with your head resting on his chest or his on yours, feeling the steady beat of his heart under your hand
Gale, who has spent so long alone, quickly adapts to sharing his life with you. you fit right in, he finds some peace when he's with you; quickly he can't imagine you not being here with him
when you are not around he finds it difficult to sleep, often spending the night in his study until dawn, the shadows under his eyes deepening with each hour of your absence
he's miserable without you :((
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you can find more of my works about gale ♡here♡
I'm sick rn, in my bed all day long (I'm losing my mind) and needed some gale fluff to feel better so!
hihiiii! if you take requests / suggestions, i’d loooooovvveeee to see something for halsin with an insecure partner, like maybe they’re insecure about scars or something like that, and how halsin would react to that (being as shameless as he is lol)
oh! I absolutely love this request, I was thinking about it for some time and came up with little something(s), enjoy ♡
♡ halsin turning your insecurities into unapologetic love (halsin x shy!reader)♡
Halsin has lived for a long time, long enough to see beauty through more than just limited lenses. He is wise and understands the ways of the world deeply enough to recognise that beauty is everywhere; in tall grass, in abandoned nests, in sunlight filtering through the leaves, in a mother's love, and in acts of kindness. He sees beauty in you as well, and it’s a shame you don’t see yourself the way he does.
"You're a gift of nature,"
he says, and he means it. To him, your scars are a testament to your story and a path leading to untold pleasure (one of many). He doesn’t merely see them; he reveres them. His lips trace every mark and line with a gentle touch, each kiss so lovely and intense it leaves you breathless. His hands explore your body with a passion. He finds beauty in your stretch marks, in the irregularities of your teeth, in every scar. To him, these are not flaws but unique traits that define you. And he loves you.
Halsin’s eyes are ever-watchful, never leaving your body. It’s impossible to hide anything from him for long, as his gaze is both penetrating and tender. He seeks to know and see everything because he desires to embrace all of you. He wants to cherish you completely because he is forever hungry when it comes to you.
During intimate moments, Halsin’s gaze becomes even more intense. Sometimes you catch his eyes flickering with a golden light, a hint of the beast inside him barely held at bay. He locks eyes with you even when he is buried between your thighs, giving you pleasure. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with unabashed longing and the curiosity of a lover, wanting to see if he’s making you feel good. He smiles when you nod at him, his lips and chin smeared with your wetness.
If Halsin shows naked in front of you and you find your eyes on the ground, suddenly all bashful (I would be bashful too, seeing him in his full glory out of nowhere) he smiles to himself; your reactions endearing to him. Then he gently takes your hand and guides it to his body, letting you explore his chest, face, his back, teaching you that it’s okay to touch, to look, to desire. He’s all yours, completely and utterly. His gaze never wavers, and if you try to look away again, he will softly lift your chin with a finger, smiling warmly with reassurance. He lets you touch his penis too, heavy on his thigh. And with every touch you give him, he melts, and moans quietly showing you how good you make him feel.
Whenever you express any insecurity, Halsin responds with an embrace that is both intense and passionate. He pulls you close, his hands roaming your body with a hunger that leaves no room for doubt about him being completely feral when it comes to you. He inspects every part of you, worshipping each inch with kisses, caresses, and gentle bites. If you ever feel the need to hide your breasts (for whatever reason) or any other part of your body, he gently moves your hands aside and showers that area with loving attention.
“Never hide from me,”
he whispers, his voice filled with reverence.
So... yes, Halsin lavishes attention on the parts of you that you’re most insecure about, turning them into focal points of his erotic devotion. He kisses you with a primal need, making you feel like the most desirable person in the world—in his eyes, you truly are. He sees your insecurities as areas that demand his passionate adoration, ensuring that you feel cherished and loved through every touch.
He is often shameless (!), because he’s not afraid to show what he likes, and he intends to show it to you. His desire for you is vocal and unapologetically honest. He frequently whispers dirty words against your skin, his breath hot and heavy as he tells you how much he wants to take you right then and there. His passion is unbridled really. Basically he wants you everywhere, in every position, every state and he isn’t afraid to tell you so and it feels good, sooo good knowing he wants you so much.
“I love how you whine when I enter you,”
he might say, his voice thick with desire. He's not telling you this to make you shy of course, he just says it because he means it (so cool).
“I love the way you hold me with your legs."
"The frown between your eyes."
"The way your gaze changes when you desire me.”
(...)
His praises are specific and heartfelt, making you feel adored and seen. Halsin teaches you confidence and self-acceptance through his lovely and endless affection. He helps you see the world and yourself through his eyes, where every imperfection is a unique beauty. He even initiates intimate rituals to help you become more comfortable with your body, massaging you with warm oils, his touch both soothing and arousing. But it's not only that. He guides you hands to touch your body, explore it. Showing you how to find pleasure in your own skin.
Halsin treasures the moments when you reveal your insecurities, responding with love, acceptance, and tenderness. He never laughs or dismisses your fears, no matter how ridiculous they may seem. Instead, he offers soft smiles, wise words, gentle kisses, and loving touches that make you feel safe and wanted. Over time, he helps you believe in your own beauty and worth, which is truly wonderful !!!
In bed, Halsin delights in making you moan and whisper his name, using his expert touch and passionate kisses to dispel your insecurities. He believes that your pleasure is the most beautiful sound, and he works tirelessly to elicit it. He encourages you to express your pleasure openly, teaching you that there is no shame in experiencing such profound joy and ecstasy.
As your confidence grows, you begin to explore your sexual fantasies with him, and Halsin is always very (!) eager to make your dreams come true. He creates a safe space for you to express your deepest desires, responding with enthusiasm and acceptance. He sees you as a divine embodiment of nature’s beauty and primal lust, worshipping you with reverent and hungry touches that make you feel like a goddess.
Because to him, you are a goddess, and he worships you.
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maybe, just maybe I got a little carried away....sorry
but also (!)
about these sexual fantasies, maybe you have some suggestions what could they be? I want some inspiration for some naughty short-story maybe, so please don't be shameful ;) and write to my inbox or sth, also if you want some particular headcanons featuring some characters from bg3 hit me up as well I'M THIRSTY!
and!
you can find more of my works about halsin ♡here♡ hihi
halsin x shy!virgin headcanons
hmmm...
you and Halsin are drawn to each other (obviously), especially after major dealings in the shadow-cursed land you realise you really really like him a lot
and the feeling is mutual of course, the druid gaze lingers on you with a mix of admiration and...desire
which makes you feel wanted but also scared shitless ! ! !
one day, during one of your many conversations Halsin mentions his past lovers and notices a flicker of something on your face. discomfort, perhaps? but he lets it slide for the moment
the truth is you've never been with a man, or a woman (for that matter) and you feel lacking (you shouldn't be, really!!)
especially in front of someone like Halsin of all people
someone incredibly experienced, someone with a certain...reputation, someone as self-confident as him
and someone straightforward it would appear, as one night he bares his soul to you, confessing his feelings and expressing how deeply he craves you, all of you
his words make your heart skip a beat, but also fill you with a pang of fear. this little secret you were carrying feels heavier tonight than ever
you wanted to tell him so many times, hells, you wanted to tell him now, but his tales of past lover and his undeniable experience have left you feeling shy and painfully unexperienced
however, despite your apprehension, you agree to meet him later that night. as you walk through the forest just outside the Baldur’s Gate, your steps feel weighted, your stomach in knots
yet, when you see Halsin in the distance, leaning gracefully against a tree... it melts some of your anxiety away
he smiles at you with such warmth and sincerity that your heart aches. but his gaze quickly sharpens when he sees the look on your face
he'd seen that face before...
Halsin steps forward, his hand gently taking yours, lifting it to his lips. “what troubles you, my love?” he asks, his eyes searching yours
at that you are unable to hide your secret any longer, you look down at the grass and quietly admit of you being a virgin, your cheeks red-hot
you can't see it, looking at your feet right now, but Halsin’s eyes widen slightly. he's not angry, there’s only understanding and a hint of disappointment in him, but not for you, but for himself. he sighs softly, lifting your chin with gentle fingers, guiding your lips to meet his in a tender kiss. "how foolish of me to assume,” he whispers against your delicious lips
truth be told, a rush of excitement surges through him as you confess your virginity. now, his desire to impress you with his skills in bed is stronger than ever, he wants to leave a mark on you and the thought of being your first does something to him
but also, he doesn't rush, he decides not to. instead he takes a role of a patient teacher? giving you all he has, taking all his time to make you feel cherished and comfortable
that is why, he would refuse to have vaginal sex with you that night, instead he'd focus solemnly on you. his kisses would become more insistent, trailing from your lips to your neck, to your breasts, and down to your stomach. he’s exploring, seeking your comfort and consent with every touch
he kneels before you as you lean against the tree, his hands firmly gripping your hips. his mouth finds its way between your thighs, tasting you with fervent passion. he starts with long, slow strokes, his tongue gliding over your most sensitive areas, causing shivers to run through your body. his fingers join in, gently parting your folds, allowing his tongue to delve deeper, licking and teasing you with a mix of tenderness and intensity
Halsin makes soft, appreciative noises as he pleasures you, his deep hums of satisfaction vibrating against your skin. he loves the way you taste, the way your body responds to his touch, and he wants you to know it. he occasionally looks up, his eyes meeting yours, filled with desire and affection
“tell me how it feels,” he murmurs between strokes, his breath hot against your skin. “I want to hear your pleasure, my love”
you can’t help but moan in response, at first a shyly but quickly getting louder (which pleases halsin senselessly)
your hands are tangling in his hair, guiding him closer, deeper, it feels so good. soon your breaths come faster, your moans even louder and more wicked
as your climax approaches, he intensifies his efforts, his tongue and fingers moving with a skilled, relentless rhythm that leaves you no choice but to surrender. your body tenses, and then you’re crying out, your release crashing over you, your mind blank for a moment
Halsin holds you through it, his movements gentle yet firm, his hands steadying your hips as your legs start to tremble. with boldness (you didn't know you had in you), you begin to ride his face, your hips moving of their own accord, pressing against his nose, milking your orgasm (it drives halsin completely wild, he loves it so much his dick is leaking in his trousers)
as the waves of pleasure subside, Halsin gently pulls back, his lips, cheeks, nose and chin glistening with your arousal. he rises to his feet, pulling you into his arms, kissing you deeply so you can taste yourself on his lips...
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the break is over; time to unleash the beast in me once more
that said, would you like some continuation to these headcanons?
also!
you can find more of my works about halsin ♡here♡
♡ little things that would make astarion fall harder for you♡
how you described his looks in great detail once you learned he couldn't see his own reflection (and while doing so, you never once sexualised him)
how you don't press when he doesn't want to talk
how your touch is warm and gentle against his marble skin
how you laugh at the silliest things sometimes
how you give him little looks when you think he isn’t watching
how you tilt your neck toward him playfully
how you ask him how the sun feels on his skin
how you crack vampire jokes
how you cherish the small things in life
how you gleefully ask him to dance with you (and how happy you look when he reluctantly agrees)
how you wink at him from time to time
how you bought him nail file when he lost his
how he realised with you, that kiss can just me a kiss; nothing more, nothing less
how you laugh at his briefs (or more importantly, the message he engraved there)
how he catches the way you gaze at the horizon with a longing for what was or what might have been, when you think no one can see you (he sees though, and understands more than he would care to admit)
how you tug your hair behind your ear (he finds it endearing)
how you have special smile that you reserve just for him and him only
how you give him matching magic rings
how you pause for a moment, allowing him to enjoy the sunset in peaceful silence
how you make it a point to greet him warmly each morning at the camp
how you screeched your nose while tasting particularly awful wine
how you stand up for him, while others are suspicious and wary of who he is
how your hand finds its way into his without you even noticing
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you can find more of my works about astarion ♡here♡
and (!) again, thank for the request <3
♡ little things that would make gale fall harder for you♡
how you join him in stargazing
how you read the books he recommended to you with such enthusiasm (and how you leave cute little notes inside them for him to discover later)
how you make his morning coffee just the way he likes it
how kind you are even if you don't have to be
how you offered him the magical artefact to consume without a second thought
how you always listen to him patiently if he goes on a tangent
how you tried on his wizard cape and hat once (and how positively lovely you looked while wearing it)
how you make ridiculous comments about Elminster
how you are jealous of his earrings or more importantly with whom it connected him...
how he catches you admiring his beard
how you make dirty jokes that leave him acting scandalised, though he secretly loves them
how you've earned Tara's approval (he was really worried about this one)
how you are never trying to rush him when he talks
how well-developed your moral compass is (it might sounds strange but it's truth though!)
how you lose yourself in the music while playing the piano in his study room (especially when you think he's not looking)
how you surprise him with sudden butt slaps, turning his cheeks a delightful shade of pink...
how powerful you are while in a battle
how you kiss his orb delicately
how you are his big spoon when he feels down
how you effortlessly draw him into deep philosophical conversations (your intelligence is so sexy and stimulating for gale)
how you enjoy sunbathing on his balcony, basking in the warmth of the sun
how thrilled you are when he excitedly shares a new spell or discovery with you
how you make him feel worthy
how you place gentle little pecks on his lips
how you match his freak in bed
how you wish for him to stay cuddled up with you in bed "just a little longer" every morning (it's difficult for him to resist of course)
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you can find more of my works about gale ♡here♡
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so...just imagine Halsin had told you to meet him at the lake, a secret rendezvous far from the watchful eyes of your companions.
If things were different, you'd spend every moment together, lost in each other, but for now, these stolen moments will have to suffice. You slip out of your clothes, the warm summer air clinging to your skin, and step into the cool embrace of the water. Half-submerged, you let your fingers trail through the water, creating delicate circles that disturb the stillness of the lake. Your gaze fixed on the moon, lost in its glow, until the sound of quiet footsteps pulls you back to the present.
Halsin could be as silent as the night if he chose to be, moving through the forest with the stealth of a predator. But tonight, he wanted you to hear him coming. The deliberate crunch of his footsteps on the sand, the sound of fabric being shed—he wanted you to anticipate his approach.
You hear the soft thud of clothes being dropped on the sand, and you know immediately who it is. Your body responds instinctively, tightening with anticipation, your heart pounding faster, heat pooling low in your belly. Your lips part slightly.
As Halsin steps into the water, he can't help but feel the desire surging through him like a wildfire. The soft arch of your back, the curve of your hips, the fullness of your ass...His cock stiffens instantly, and without realising a bead of precum gathers at the tip.
His body responding to yours.
The sound of Halsin's powerful body cutting through the lake makes you shiver. He's right behind you in mere seconds. One of his hands possessively splays across your belly, the other finds the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, and he pulls you back against him, his broad chest pressing into your back. His breath is hot against your neck as he murmurs something low and husky, his lips trailing over your skin, leaving a burning path of desire in their wake. Your body arches into his touch, yearns for his attention.
You can feel his hard cock pressing insistently between your ass cheeks, rutting between them, while his hands roam over your body, exploring every curve, every soft spot, until his fingers find the slick heat between your legs. You’re already wet, aching for him, and when he rubs his thumb over your clit, you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips.
He grips your waist firmly, spreading your legs wider with his knee, and without a word, he slides his cock deep inside you.
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so...yeah, a quick thought of mine ˙ᵕ˙
you can find more of my works about halsin ♡here♡
♡ halsin teaching you how to kiss ♡
little scenario (but you're shy and unexperienced)
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You were inexperienced and incredibly shy, but the intensity of Halsin’s attention was intoxicating. It sent shivers of anticipation through your body. His gaze, unwavering and bold, left you breathless. His fascination with you, all the probing questions and sincere compliments, made you feel not just noticed but deeply desired.
Halsin yearned for you, for your presence, and the high walls you had built around yourself started to crumble. Despite the fear rooted in your shyness and your painfully limited experience, you wanted Halsin to discover more of you. Over time, his hand would accidentally brush against yours as you walked side by side. Sparks seemed to ignite through your body, and you were almost certain that Halsin felt it too. You could see it in his eyes, but in a moment of panic, you’d look away.
One night, as you sat together on the soft grass under the crescent moon, his thigh touched yours, and you lost your breath. Even though you longed for his attention and touch, you were terrified. Halsin was a legendary lover, his exploits well-known, and you found yourself blushing, unsure of how to react when he took your hand in his, gently stroking the back of your hand with his thumb.
With his face dangerously close to yours, your heart pounded, threatening to burst from your chest, your face aflame with heat. His gaze held yours, searching, and you found yourself speechless, unable to move, despite your longing to do so.
Those few seconds stretched into an eternity, each moment filled with tension and expectation, your own personal ordeal, until a gentle movement from Halsin towards you became your salvation. His lips met yours in a soft, innocent (or perhaps not so innocent) peck. Had your eyes been open, Halsin would have seen your pupils widen in surprise.
Every lingering glance, every small smile, every warm word, and every gentle touch saturated with hopeful anticipation culminated in this simple, tender, yet deeply affectionate, little kiss. It relaxed your body, filled your heart with a warm, pleasant sensation, and brought an involuntary smile to your lips. There was no possessive grasp on your hips, no intrusive tongue seeking entry into your mouth. Perhaps Halsin understood you more than you gave him credit for?
You quickly grew to cherish your little pecks. Halsin never denied them to you, which was both reassuring and... thrilling. You started to feel more confident in the druid’s presence, surprising even yourself. Halsin was patient, open, and charming, and you began to bloom.
The rainy night when Halsin slipped unnoticed into your tent marked a turning point in what was between you. Raindrops trickled down Halsin’s shoulders and hair, and you could swear his skin steamed, a light mist hovering over the imposing man, so awkwardly large within your modest tent, yet so perfectly fitting, so eagerly anticipated. As always, the druid greeted you with one of his most endearing smiles.
“It’s good to see you again, my heart,” he said.
As the night unfolded, you found yourself in his arms. Your head rested on his chest, and your hand roamed hesitantly over his torso, tracing the curves of his beautiful body, while his own hand lay on your back, caressing it leisurely. The rain continued to drum against the tent’s walls, the night enveloping everything in darkness, with only a few solitary candles on the tent’s floor casting a soft glow around you.
Was it the atmosphere and the sudden clenching of your heart that emboldened you? Perhaps it was the calmness radiating from Halsin, the warmth of his body? Maybe you just felt it was the right moment to take the next step, to express your feelings more openly than your shyness usually allowed? You weren’t sure, but you couldn’t help but lift yourself slightly on your elbows to look at his face, partially hidden in the candlelight’s shadow. His eyes gleamed; he looked mesmerising, seductive even. Before you knew it, you began to pepper his face with sweet little kisses. From his forehead to his nose, cheeks to his chin, and Halsin allowed you to do so with a smile on his lips and an occasional chuckle.
“What have I done to deserve this?”
“I don’t know,” you lied, “but I really wanted to do it,” you added (this time) honestly, and gifted him a few more pecks on the lips, which he gladly accepted.
You had been thinking for the longest time, feverishly contemplating how to approach this, how to articulate this embarrassing truth. What words to use to make this truth bearable? You considered writing it down, but you were too afraid it might fall into the wrong hands (like Astarion’s), so you planned everything meticulously in your head. But life isn’t linear. And when you began to speak, the words came out differently than you had intended. You decided Halsin deserved honesty; the words flowed out of you naturally, not at all according to the plan.
“You know... I’ve never kissed anyone before.”
Silence. And then his voice.
“Do you want me to teach you?”
Oh.
Your heart swelled. That was so undeniably Halsin.
You nodded, your eyes shining brightly. “Yes,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the rain pattering against the tent.
Halsin’s smile was warm and reassuring. He cupped your face gently with his hand, his thumb softly stroking your cheek. “The key to a good kiss,” he began, his voice a soothing murmur, “is to let it flow naturally, to follow the rhythm of your own heart.” He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your lips. “Just relax and follow my lead.”
He pressed his lips against yours, tenderly, patiently. There was no rush, no urgency, just the gentle exploration of a shared moment. His lips moved softly, encouraging you to respond. You felt his hand move from your cheek to the back of your neck, pulling you closer in a slow, deliberate motion. His kiss was a revelation of how intimacy could be both powerful and gentle. And then he smiled, the expression of someone who had just tasted the sweetest honey.
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The other night Halsin got more possessive towards you.
“Let me show you more,” he whispered against your lips, his voice low and resonant. He tilted your head slightly to deepen the kiss, his tongue flicking out to tease your lips apart. The sensation was thrilling, and you parted your lips willingly, inviting him in.
His tongue explored your mouth, gentle yet insistent, as if savouring every moment. You could feel the heat building between you, and you responded in kind, meeting his movements with growing boldness. Halsin’s hand slipped into your hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as he held you close, his lips moving against yours with a hunger.
“You’re doing beautifully,” he murmured a praise, his words a soft caress that ignited a spark of confidence within you. Encouraged, you allowed yourself to lean into the kiss, matching his passion with your own.
Halsin broke the kiss momentarily, only to press a series of soft, teasing bites along your lower lip. The gentle nips sent a jolt of electricity through you, and you couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp. His lips curled into a smile at your reaction, and he gazed into your eyes, his own filled with a fiery intensity.
“I love the sounds you make,” he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. The words and the way he looked at you, so full of desire and affection, made your heart race. You felt his lips trail down your neck, planting tender kisses that gradually grew more fervent.
Unable to contain the pleasure building within you, a moan escaped your lips, soft but unmistakable. Halsin froze for a moment, his lips still against your skin. You felt the slight tension in his body as he processed the sound, and when he lifted his gaze to meet yours, his eyes had darkened, his pupils wide with unrestrained desire.
“Do that again,” he growled softly, his voice thick with a feral edge. There was a possessiveness in his tone that made your pulse quicken. You moaned again, more deliberately this time, and it was as if you had unleashed something within him.
Halsin’s hands cupped your face, his grip firm but tender, as he captured your lips in a searing kiss. This time, his tongue delved deeper, more demanding, coaxing out every ounce of pleasure from you. You could feel the shift in his demeanour, the primal urge to claim you, to make you his. His kisses were no longer gentle; they were fervent, leaving you breathless and yearning for more…
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you can find more of my works about halsin ♡here♡
♡ little things that would make halsin fall harder for you♡
how lovely you look while throwing the ball for Scratch
how good you are at telling tales, and how many of them you actually know (he could listen to you for hours)
how you appreciate the simplest wonders of life
how you are an adventurer at heart, always ready for the new journey ahead
how you want to talk with every animal you encounter
how you play with his hair, braiding it, running your nails, through his scalp, making him feel utterly peaceful...
how your fingers gently trace his scars
how you desire him both; in his human form as well as in his bear form (if you know what I mean...)
how your eyes light up when he gives you the little wooden duck he whittled himself, especially for you (he's been working on it for so long!)
how you bring him jars of honey, just because once he mentioned to you he liked the taste very much
how you tell him he's rather big for an elf, am I? (he heard it many times before, but somehow with you it hits different)
how you keep asking him for more and more kisses (he can never deny)
how he catches you sneaking glances at him while he is training (making him want to train even harder hihi)
how you keep him on his toes with your witty banter
how you leap onto his back when he's in bear form, having an absolute blast (he's happy as well)
how you want to be his lover, yes- but most importantly his friend, someone he can confide in and trust (someone he didn't have for the longest time)
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you can find more of my works about halsin ♡here♡
Head canons of the companions: Sfw/// Nsfw
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Very random head cannons for the companions + Halsin
Shadow Heart:
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•If she were to get her nails done she would get stiletto nails that are black chrome.
•I feel like she would argue with you about who gets to cuddle with your shared animal.
•She used to be an emo kid.
•I could see later if she does not become shars Dark judiciary she would change her style to something with cottagecore undertones.
•She loves to give you flowers.
•She also gets over her fear of swimming and now it is an activity she looks forward to doing with you.
•Always cold.
•Would love to have kids.
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•She is a switch, but prefers to do the work.
•But if you are the top best, believe she expects the princess treatment.
• Her favorite body part would have to be the stomach and thighs.
•She would be willing to have an extra partner in the bedroom, but she is mostly referring to Halsin.
•She is skilled with her hands.
•She loves to listen to all the sounds that you make.
•Very good with aftercare, either getting a towel to clean any fluids or getting water and a soft blanket. So that the two of you can cuddle and relax.
Astarion:
—Sfw—
•He loves his hair being played with.
•He also loves laying on your lap when you are reading.
•He hums when he is reading or “looking into the mirror”
•He often asks you to describe his face because he cannot see it. And if you can draw he will bashfully ask if you can draw him, mostly to see how you view the way he looks.
•Once you get into a relationship he becomes a softie only to you.
•He wants to try and knit or crochet but has no idea how to.
•He likes to hold your hand, or be at least touching you all the time in one way or another.
•He loves soft blankets and will wrap himself up in one before sitting in front of the campfire.
•Does not want kids.
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•He loves the predator/prey kink. Especially if you're willing to have your blood as the reward.
•7.5 inches. (19.05 cm) All ima say
•He loves to lightly drag his fangs down your neck before he bites you.
•Thigh guy. He can appreciate all body types, but something about plush thighs makes him want to sink his teeth into them.
•He always likes seeing your face, but not opposed to other positions. He just favors seeing you.
•He is a very caring partner, always watching and adjusting what he is doing so that you are enjoying it too.
•Man is absolutely amazing with his hands.
•Overstimulation plays a big part in your sex life, he would make sure you came 3 times to every one time.
•He likes to whisper into your ear how much he loves you while deep inside you.
Karlach:
—Sfw—
•Cuddling is a key point for relaxing
•Most of the food she likes is spicy.
•She is also very into Mead, and hard liquor.
•She always looks intimidating but literally the minute she starts talking she is the sweetest. This throws off everyone when they meet her.
•Very protective of everyone in camp. But I also want to see when fights happen.
•I believe that she has lifted Astarion by the middle of his shirt when he gets a little blood thirsty.
•She can dance like it's no one's business.
•She is the biggest flirt!!!!!!
•If you are a girl she calls you “hot mama” in passing or “hottie” as a male.
•Will forget what she is talking about in the middle of a sentence.
•Works out at 5 am every day, often going with Wyll and scratch.
•Loves kids.
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•Big mommy Karlach
•She loves sweet soft sex.
•Totally an ass girl. She will spank you any chance she gets. Sexually or non-sexually.
•Her tail is sensitive and loves when you touch it.
•Same with her horns but at the base of her horns.
•She would want to cuddle with her partner after finishing.
•She would also be great with after care, checking to make sure you are okay and that she didn’t burn you. If she had she would go into full freak out mode. Getting you anything and everything she can to make sure that it heals well.
Lae’zel:
—Sfw—
•She would be elated if you brought her a sword as a gift.
•often sighing when she was not involved enough in conversation.
•She has back pain, often asking for someone to walk or crack her back.
•Stretches often.
•Likes to work out as well, but does it around 4 to avoid everyone else but will find somewhere nice to have breakfast.
•Does not like flowers.
•Will give you a massage if you are in pain, telling you that you have been working well.
•Very Jealous.
•Her best friend is the owl bear. And you of course.
•Bae’zel
•Wants kids
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•Possessive
•Very forward with what she wants.
•Rough sex all the way.
•Likes Ass. But will never outright say that.
•Likes it when you call her name.
•Likes being kissed.
•If you have a tail she likes it if you wrap your tail around her in some way.
•Low key freaky, but nothing too extreme.
•She likes to cover your mouth if you are being too loud, as she does not want anyone to hear how well you are getting off.
•She is not very good with aftercare. She will give you water though.
Gale:
—Sfw—
•ROMANTIC
•Wants to go on a picnic with you so bad.
•He prefers eating Gloves over shoes for his magical artifacts.
•When he is lost in thought, if you are also a wizard you can see bits of weave around him. Mostly circulating his head and hands.
•He loves reading and finding new books. Will even go out of his way to talk to withers to see if he knows of any more interesting books. Sometimes withers will give them to him to read. When he gets them back there are many dog eared pages. With different nice notes for Withers.
•He writes all over his books. He even gives you one that was enchanted to tell a different story that he loved of you each time the book is opened.
•He wears glasses when he gets older.
•DILF.
•Wants kids but is scared of having any thinking he wouldn't be any good at it.
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•8 inches.
•Magical, loves to incorporate magic into your sex life.
•Mage hand?
•Boob man. Does not matter the size as long as he can suck on them.
•He is amazing with his hands and his mouth. Those spells are not easy to pronounce.
•Loves to slowly undress you to build up to the moment.
•Moderately horny.
•Making love to you makes him feel like you are becoming one.
•Whispers praises to you.
•Also loves to be praised.
•Never afraid to initiate the act with you, going as far as to pulling you away from the camp to enjoy eachothers company.
•Lovesssss to hear you moan, it makes him sure that he is doing everything correctly and well.
•Breeding kink. Goodnight
Wyll:
—Sfw—
Such a sweetie.
•Loves to dance, and will ask you if he may have this dance even if there is no music.
•He would go crazy for a Bard at his side.
•Man can sing. And dance what more could you ever need.
•He is charitable. Helping anyone that he can, almost pushy about it sometimes. But he is purely doing it out of kindness.
•Karlach is his bestie. They love to shit talk Mizora.
•She would love to adopt Scratch if he could. But believes he would be better off with Gale or Shadow Heart.
•Loves drinking wine. Often getting wine drunk and giving you so many kisses you could suffocate.
•When you are sleeping together he likes sleeping on the outside incase anyone comes in he can protect you and worst case scenario you can escape.
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•8.5 inches
•He would be a boob man.
•Caring, and gentle.
•Loves getting heads, but is not opposed to giving it either.
•When getting head he would get too excited and fuck the back of your throat.
•Loud, will get very embarrassed if anyone happens to hear him.
•If you were on top and used his horns as leverage he would go wild.
•His favorite position would be missionary, so he could be closer to you and hold you in his arms.
•Needs to feel needed, often will ask for intimacy. But does not always mean bone and be done. He likes to take his time and enjoy each part.
Halsin:
—Sfw—
•Literally the sweetest man.
•Want to be the rock to everyone, and loves if anyone comes to him asking for advice.
•He would become everyone's therapist, but to talk with him he will also teach each person how to whittle a figure while talking. This leads to an excess of carving statues, surprisingly Lae’zels is the best. Making an owl bear that she let Halsin keep.
•Is basically the doctor, everyone going to him when they need healing.
•Often will find an area where he can be one with nature in the morning.
•Loves to cook, always making sure to feed everyone else before himself.
•He is a lightweight drinker. And will baby a drink for hours before finishing it.
•Likes going swimming in his bear form.
•Often going into his bear form when he is sleeping.
•Take baths in nature.
•he will hand pick flowers to give to you so that you have something beautiful from mother nature.
•Chews on pencils.
•Tests your food after Orin shows up at camp, he would rather him getting hurt than you.
•Wants kids, he would be such a good father!!!!!!!!!!
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•HUGE DICK im talking 9.5-10 inches.
•He is big and he knows it. Making sure to prep you well before doing anything.
•He will split half and half when he does it in bear form or in his normal form as long as you are okay with it.
•He is a thigh man.
•He loves stretch marks, kissing them, running his finger tips over them. He just loves them so much.
•Amazing with his hands.
•Speaks in a way that's like honey dripping from his lips. (Very sweet)
•Animalistic when doing the deed.
•Freaky, and i mean like freakyyy.
•Does not care if anyone within a 10 mile radius can hear the two of you.
•Doggy style is his go to.
•He is not opposed to an extra partner in the bedroom, hell he enjoys to the fullest as well. Everyone involved is being satisfied does not matter how long it takes.
•Aftercare is top tier!!!!!!!! He is going to sit with you for a few minutes while he heals any of the wounds that may have been afflicted while everything was happening.
•He cleans you up, and sits you in his lap while he strokes your hair. Swallowing you up in his arms and chest.
•He will want to go over what happened later on after you have recovered. To see what he can improve, what you liked and what you didn’t like. Every detail is saved in the back of his mind for another time.
•Horny ass man.
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This was so fun to write. I’m not the best with writing about smut but I did my best.
HIHI imma start writing for baulders gate !
so i need requests amd ideas!
* i will write for any gender tav.
*will write any genre you're wanting <3
* i will NOT writing anything homophobic, rasist, transphobic, or where tav is a minor.
so please feel free to send me ur requests!
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