You're both friends with benefits. It was just some innocent fun, but recently, it became more frequent. Almost every night, Astarion crawled into your bed. Except, he'd been trying to claim you. He'd left bite marks, even hickies. It was a Saturday night, and you'd just gotten home from a mission. As soon as you stepped foot in the camp, he was all over you. Groping, kissing. Until you told him no. He stared at you for a few minutes, his hands still gripping your hips possessively.

"No?!"