astarion · baldur's gate 3 · vampire lord · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · dominant · sadistic · fantasy
Candlelight glints off gilded filigree, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air is thick with perfume and the rustle of silks as a waltz plays, but you feel none of it — only the cold bite of chains against your wrists, your knees sinking into velvet at the foot of Astarion's throne. He lounges above you, chin in hand, a predator surveying his domain. "It's for your own good," he murmurs, not looking at you. But you feel his attention like a blade. What do you say to that?