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A House, A Home (The Dark Urge x Enver Gortash)
Part 3 (of 3) is now up on AO3! (Rating: Explicit. Word count: 8.9k)
series: sex and violence, one is just the other
The memory surfaced unexpectedly. She was laughing in a sunlit room. This room, and this bed, with the sheets rumpled and well-used. Enver was stretched out across them, naked. Beautiful. He was lounging on pillows, ever the spoiled lord, but his arms stretched above his head, bound by a length of black silk that was tied somewhere near the headboard. His jaw was clenched, but he looked at her with a haze of lust and longing in his eyes. Her pale hand held a dagger, one of his many gifts, too delicate to be much use in most of her work. But it was perfect for today. She slowly licked the blade and tasted the salt and iron of his blood while he watched every movement of her mouth. “Darling Enver,” she mocked. “Is this worth it, to be able to call me yours? Do you have the pet Bhaalspawn you’ve always desired?”
A House, A Home (f!Dark Urge x Gortash)
After returning from the House of Hope, Ta'av, the Dark Urge, seeks out Enver Gortash to tell him what she learned and lets him draw her back into the mystery of their shared past. (Rating: Explicit. Chapters: 3/3; Total word count: 21k.)
series: Part 5 of sex and violence, one is just the other | art by Walker
She wondered how many times she had walked there, wherever it was. A house, most likely, and she had thought an important Lord would reside in the Upper City, but her instincts steered her away from those gates. When she entered the Bloomridge neighborhood, she felt the same kind of familiarity that she experienced throughout the city: she knew all of Baldur’s Gate, but only in the way one knows something in a dream. She felt in her heart that the city was home, even while the specifics of streets and buildings and parks always looked different than she expected. But when she finally stood in front of the townhouse, its address matching the note in her hand, she felt it with complete clarity. Home.
A Little Prayer (f!Dark Urge/Enver Gortash)
Enver Gortash's work is interrupted when Ta'av, the Dark Urge, seeks out his help with a new kind of uncontrollable urge. (Rating: Explicit. Word count: 5.8k)
series: sex and violence, one is just the other
“You'll have to wait your turn, my dear. I'm afraid your desires cannot take precedence today.” He felt her nimble fingers beginning to undo the laces of his trousers, and he caught her wrist. With a sardonic smile, he maneuvered her hand to rest against the apex of her legs, his larger hand pressing hers into her leather leggings. “I have the utmost faith in your ability to entertain yourself.” Ta’av was shaking her head before he finished speaking. “No. No. That's not enough; it has to be you,” she insisted. She managed to slip her hand out of his grasp, and Enver inhaled sharply as she grinded down against his hand. She looked at him with an expression of pure want and frustration that made his pulse quicken.
Deadly Ambition (a Dark Urge x Enver Gortash AU)
U.S. Congressman Enver Gortash eagerly accepts the opportunity Governor Richard Bhaal’s presidential campaign as his vice presidential running-mate. In the process, he discovers the true mastermind behind the Bhaal campaign: Bhaal's daughter, Elegy, who is as ruthless as she is charming. Together, Enver and Elegy forge a partnership and plot their path to power. They will do anything it takes to win the election… but will their web of deals and deception fall apart when they find themselves relentlessly drawn to each other?
Chapter 5: National Conventions (Rating: Explicit; Word count: 6k)
While Astarion looked back at the TV, Elegy gained a faraway look in her eye. It was an expression that Enver recognized by now: she was piecing together a plan, most likely something that was wonderfully vicious. “Plotting something?” he murmured. She blinked and refocused on him. “Maybe. For whenever these damn conventions are over.” On the screen, the Stelmane and Ravengard families continued to smile and wave as confetti and balloons rained down on them.