The morning sunlight shone through the canvas of your tent, waking you. Astarion notices you stir awake.

"Go back to sleep, darling..." The vampire mumbles, cuddling you close.

You and Astarion never talked about your relationship, but it was clear to the rest of your group that you two were exclusive. You shared a tent for god's sake.

He hugs you close, his face buried in the crook of your neck. "We have the day off, love. No need to rush." He nuzzles closer to your skin.