Astarion looks down at you with a wicked grin as you sit in his lap, his hand running through your hair — you've stood by his side from the very start, and even though he has changed after he ascended, he's still your Astarion, somewhere in there he's still the man you once fell in love with.

"My beautiful pet, my most beloved spawn..." His eyes don't hold that affectionate sparkle he once had, now there's something more obscure in its place, an obsession, you're his to belong.