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Gale marked another note on the essay he was reading. He did enjoy teaching but the grading coursework was annoying. The wizard knew this student was bright and soaked up knowledge fairly quickly so he wasn't too worried about the edits he was making.
This was a first draft they submitted for an initial review anyways.
Gale smiled to himself when he heard Astarion in the other room. The humming coupled with the weave pulses were a giveaway to what was happening. The Elf had so selflessly offered to help him recharge some of his magical items while he got through some paperwork.
He checked the time before going back to the paper, about ten more minutes before he helped the vampire switch out the items. Astarion had to continue to focus on his own innate abilities to help charge the items and the way to change the items was a bit out of his reach.
Gale's smile turned into a slight smirk as he heard a long high pitched whine come from the other room coupled with the thrum of the weave, reaching a peak.
The wizard turned his attention back to the paper. He figured he could finish this one and then check on his assistant.
Astarion panted and tried to shift his hips. The constant onslaught of pleasure was maddening. The enchanted toy against his clit happily buzzed away. Somehow it was able to tell when the vampire was reaching painful overstimulation and would slow just enough for him to catch his breath before starting up its waves of vibration over again.
The device nestled deep in his cunt and ass, something about collecting even more essense according to Gale, thrummed with its own kind of energy.
The type that heated Astarion at his core and seemingly caressed him on a deeper level.
He bit hard on the bar in his mouth. A gag that effectively kept him from causing any harm to his person that Gale secured lovingly at the start. There was a slight give to it, the vampire's fangs would have pierced it easily but it was placed further back where his molars were, effectively keeping his lips parted, mouth open as he gasped around it.
Astarion pushed his tongue against it, feeling it not move too much but his saliva coated the gag. He swallowed around it and panted out audible whines.
It was so much.
His legs were spread open. Tied to the edges of the bed for ease of access whenever Gale would come in to change out the artifacts after Astarion fully charged them. Arms were wrapped around his torso as if hugging himself and secured in place so he couldn't do much in terms of tearing the sheets or undoing the restraints on his legs. Complete with the safety string that if pulled, the vampire would be able to be freed.
Astarion felt the device inside him hum louder and his eyes rolled back as he arched against it. He let out a long whine as the vibrator picked up speed. His legs tensed, trying to close together as his climax rushed through him, building quickly.
His voice broke off and his teeth clenched against the gag, his hips spasming in the tiny movement they could do. He squeezed his arms around himself and screamed into his gag.
The pleasure tumbling through him and coalescing into something bigger. Red eyes flew open as it crested and he felt it get sucked out through his holes. Pleasure still coiling around those nobs nestled inside of him. Astarion swore he could hear the weave audibly humming. His climax was carried higher and longer.
His cry splintered into a ragged deep intake of breath. His hips tried to thrust against the onslaught, legs straining against the ties as he felt himself cum.
Astarion's body tensed through it all and he clenched his eyes shut as he felt it crash through him roughly. He only belatedly realized it felt like there was so much more wetness than normal. He panted and blinked, trying to lift his head to see what happened before the vibrator and mechanism started to build him up again.
He stared at the giant wet patch around him.
The rogue had no idea what to think. But it didn't matter since he almost immediately threw his head back against the bed when everything turned back on.
Astarion kept trying to move his hips with the movement. It felt so good. It felt so good. He moaned around the bar gag.
He could feel more tears fall from his eyes and tried to focus on his arms. He was glad Gale had the foresight to pin them like they were. Astarion could almost ground himself with the self hug. Almost.
He shook his head, damp, silver curls unsticking from his forehead and temples with the movement. Astarion had been at this for hours if he was sweating this much.
A feather light touch drifted over his forehead to his cheek, it stroked at the corner of his lips a few times before Astarion realized his eyes were closed. Multiple attempts at lifting his dewy eyelids happened before he was finally able to see who was beside him. Astarion knew he looked a mess but he didn't care. He leaned into the touch against his face and let out a pleading moan.
“There you are.”
Astarion sighed out and hummed around the gag.
“...How do you feel about one more item?”
A shiver of pleasure. The smallest trace of dread. How much could Astarion really go through?
…
He wanted to find out.
Astarion nodded. He fiddled with the string between his fingers. He would just have to twist it a certain way to have everything stop. A safety net to use when Gale wasn't in the room. Just knowing it was there and an option relaxed him.
Slightly glazed eyes watched as Gale smiled gently before going to his spread legs.
Astarion let out a quiet moan as the device moved. Since the item was fully charged, he was kept at a constant hum. And the vibrator was at a low setting, giving him a slight reprieve for the time being.
Gale pet at the captured pale leg and tilted his head, “Love?” He waited for Astarion’s attention before continuing, “How do you feel about a little switch up?
Astarion wasn't sure what or how anything would be switched but he was always open to finding out. He tiredly nodded and closed his eyes.
“Wonderful.”
The vampire let out a groan of relief when the vibrator against his clit was removed. He didn't realize how much the toy worked him up and kept him in that heightened state.
A warm hand stroked along the inside of his thigh and Astarion tried to smile around his gag. He lightly pulled against his arms and settled letting himself feel held even if it was his own arms.
Two fingers pulled at his skin, revealing his sensitive bud. Astarion immediately swallowed back his nerves and looked up in time to see Gale affix something to him. Astarion blinked at the toy that encased his mound and didn't move when the wizard's hands went elsewhere. He managed a small questioning noise before squealing at the sudden suction all around it.
Astarion's legs flexed against their bonds. He needed to close his legs, either to pull away from or trap the device to keep it there. The vampire pushed his head against the sheets and cried out.
The devices inside him turned back on and started to move. Thrusting and buzzing to get him to a higher peak. He didn't know they could do that.
Damn magic sex toys.
Astarion blinked open his eyes again and blearily looked over to see Gale still there, watching reverently. He made an effort to swallow around the bit in his mouth before making an effort to speak around it, “Are ‘ouu ‘aching?” He could barely recognize his voice with how torn up it sounded.
Gale’s gaze swept up the long pale body before he looked into those red eyes, “Would you like me to?” His voice was deep, seeing Astarion in the throes of ecstasy definitely affected him.
The vampire moaned and arched his back in the way he knew Gale adored. He hummed his permission that turned into a groan as soon as he felt the weave swirl around inside of his body, concentrated on those two attachments inside of him.
More tears slid from his eyes as the toy on his nub started longer undulations. Astarion could feel his body trembling in its binds. He felt like he was on fire. And that lava was running through his veins all towards his core. This part of the build up always left him reeling. He had no control over how he tried to grind against the toys inside of him.
Astarion’s hands clenched on his sides and he slowly started to lose himself back into the sea of pleasure. He held himself tighter, trying to keep himself from flying apart. Astarion panted through the steady build up and let out a long moan. Putting on a show was the furthest thing from his mind and he knew since this was the beginning of a new item it wouldn’t be the first climax.
Pleasure climbed quickly, Astarion pushed the back of his head against the bed forcefully enough to arch his spine enough to feel a few pops along it. His legs spasmed rhythmically in the binds as the delicious burning ran through him and felt like it coiled around the two buried ends of the device.
His breaths turned audible, quick vocalizations on each exhale that showed how far gone he was. Astarion shook his head as it built along with his cries. He bit down harshly on the gag and a muffled scream tore out of his mouth as the magic twirled before shooting out of him again along with his peak.
The toy on his nub continued to pump steadily. Astarion stared unseeing at the ceiling. He could feel his whole body trembling with aftershocks. Another moan left him as he was taken even higher and he knew he started to squirt again. He shook through the sudden second climax.
The vampire heard Gale say something but he couldn’t understand it over the ringing in his ears. Astarion turned his head to the bed and rubbed the side of his face against the cool sheets. He wasn’t sure what he wanted, but he knew that was close to it.
He blinked open his eyes when he felt a hand gently go between the bed and his face. Astarion sighed and opted to push into the hand. The other reached around and the gag loosened before it was taken out of his mouth.
Astarion stretched out his mouth a bit and licked his lips before looking up at the wizard. He felt a thumb rub at his cheek before the man leaned closer to kiss him. Astarion tried to push forward and deepen the kiss but huffed out in frustration because of his lack of ability to grab and pull the wizard closer.
Gale broke the kiss and licked at his lips before he pressed their foreheads together. Astarion breathed quickly when he realized the wizard was simply just watching as he felt himself start to climb to his next peak.
The vampire gasped and clenched his jaw, “Gale! Ah!”
“Keep going, love.”
Astarion inhaled and held it for a few seconds before releasing it with a whine. The pleasure started to build again. This time faster. He jerked against his bonds again, “Gaaaale!” The toy on his clit sped up suddenly and he screamed when he was abruptly hit with the weave devices also picking up their pace.
“There you are.”
He bucked up, Gale was almost hit by the vampire as he convulsed through the deepest and longest climax he’d had today. Astarion cried through it, sobbing out his pleasure. He bore down on the attachments inside of him and even after he started to come down, the machines kept going for a torturous few moments before everything was quickly turned off.
Astarion fell against the bed, trembling and letting out little keens in his overstimulated state.
The device was carefully pulled out of him. A squelching sound accompanied its withdrawal from him and Astarion shivered as another weak pulse of pleasure accompanied the movement. He felt his left leg released from the ties and sighed as Gale stretched it out and lightly massaged it before doing the same with the other.
“ Are you okay, love? ”
Astarion’s arms were still wrapped around himself. The feeling of someone holding him was exactly what he needed, he just wanted it to be Gale, “Hold me?”
Gale laid down before wrapping his own arms around him.
Astarion limply set his head against the man’s chest before realizing he was hard, “Mmm-Gale?” The wizard’s answering hum had the vampire smile, “Inside me?” He felt the other body freeze, “Please?” The thought of Gale’s weight, on and in him just seemed like the best thing he could think of.
Gale gently rolled him back on to his back and lightly trailed his hands over Astarion’s limbs, “You sure?”
Astarion nodded. His eyelids were heavy so he just let himself be moved. This day was exhausting and falling into a trance surrounded by Gale was the perfect way to end it.
A guttural noise left his mouth as Gale slid right in without any prep. He was so wet and loose it wasn't a problem. Astarion nosed at the neck that was in front of him and breathed out, “Perfect.”
Gale rocked inside of him twice, getting himself situated before stilling.
Astarion felt an arm band around his waist and a hand bury itself inside of his hair. He hummed again and loosely wrapped his legs around Gale’s before relaxing fully into the darkness that was beckoning him.
Slow rocking eased him out of his rest. Astarion could feel slightly out of breath and he noticed his arms were still trapped in the self hug. A small smile curled across his lips before he pulled on the string between his fingers.
The bonds loosened and he easily slipped out of them before wrapping them around Gale who looked like he was still asleep as well. Astarion inhaled as that spot inside was hit perfectly. His legs tightened around Gale’s hips.
He just woke up and he was already so close. The vampire barely managed to keep from audibly complaining as Gale slowed to a stop. He ran a hand through the brown hair and kissed at his neck, “Gale~.” He sang softly.
The wizard grunted.
Astarion smiled at that before slowly starting to suck at a specific spot, “Gaaaale…” Hearing the man moan and turn against him made Astarion chuckle.
Gale lifted his head and immediately turned to capture his lips. A few slow and lazy thrusts happened before they suddenly stopped. Gale abruptly broke their kiss and pulled back slightly, a worried look on his face.
Astarion tightened his grip with both his arms and legs, making sure he wouldn’t slip out, “Don’t stop.”
Gale nodded and reached up to hold his face and kissed him again. Astarion moaned quietly when he continued his movement.
Gone was the frantic energy of the day before. Now they were rocking together, in no hurry, gazing into each other’s eyes, and watching each hitch of breath. Watching each other’s reactions and stealing kisses while connected. Astarion felt the pleasure build and broke apart their kiss to call out Gale’s name.
Gale buried his face in Astarion’s neck and gently sucked a mark against his pale skin, “Beautiful.”
Astarion gasped and held the warm body tighter. He blinked at the ceiling quickly as he started to crest into his climax. The Vampire sobbed out a quiet cry and arched against the other.
He heard Gale grunt into his neck and speed up his thrusts slightly for a few moments, moaning out his own pleasure.
Astarion clamped his thighs around Gale's hips as jet after jet of cum was pumped into him. The blond let out a shaky gasp and pulled Gale more fully against him.
Gale grinded them together a bit before letting his full weight lay back down on top of the Elf, still inside.
Astarion moaned quietly as another shiver of pleasure shot through him. He leaned his head against Gale’s and nuzzled him. He smiled at the wizard’s soft laughter. While the soreness was all consuming, Astarion was content with his wizard weighted blanket. He ran a hand through the brown locs again and sighed happily as Gale fully relaxed most likely falling back asleep.
Astarion smothered a devious grin remembering the last time the wizard fell asleep still inside of him. The wake up and almost instant hardening when he realized how they were had a small thrill run through him.
Sure in the intrim Astarion would be pinned to the bed by his lover's cock but there was nowhere else he would rather be.