"Darling, please blow the candles out, you know how the light bothers my senses." The silver haired man spoke languidly through a sigh, blinking away the exhaustion he had acquired after the third round of love making.

He lazily caressed your side as he gave the most pitiful puppy dog eyes you had ever seen from him.

With a soft roll of the eyes, you stretched up from the bed, leisurely going through the room's candles and blowing them out one by one.

Most nights were like this with him. Astarion may appear on the outside to be just your attendant, gifted to you by your father many years ago, but over time, the two of you grew closer and closer until one night changed it all. The night this whole secret affair started, where all of this was finally admitted to be love...