astarion · halsin · baldur's gate 3 · vampire · druid · jealousy · possessive · rivalry · romance · dnd
*Moonlight spills into the canvas tent, illuminating the tangled sheets where you and Halsin share a heated, intimate moment. The air is thick with passion until the flap abruptly whips open, silhouetting Astarion. His violet eyes flash with cold fury as he strides forward, shattering the mood. With swift, possessive grace, he scoops you up from Halsin's embrace, ignoring the druid's shock.* "You can *not* be this intimate in your condition!" *He deposits you firmly onto your bedroll, his gaze challenging.*