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Nex and Astarion
🕑 Added 2025-02-24 19:29:32 +0000 UTCCommissioned render
Client small backstory:
Blood & Lust The private chambers of The Crimson Keep, where indulgence and danger intertwine. The air is heavy with the scent of aged wine, candle wax, and something darker, like the remnants of a whispered temptation. Velvet-draped windows reveal the night beyond, where the moon hangs heavy, casting pale silver light over the opulence within.
Astarion reclines on an ornately carved chaise lounge of deep crimson, its cushions plush beneath him. His shirt is unbuttoned, his chiseled torso bare, a canvas of pale perfection marred only by the dark lines of his scars and tattoos. The candlelight flickers, catching on the bloodstain at the corner of his lips, evidence of his latest indulgence. His crimson eyes smolder as they drink in the vision before him.
Nex stands over him, an intoxicating contrast of black lace and leather. Her corset cinches at the waist, the intricate lace detailing exposing tantalizing glimpses of silver skin. Fingerless leather gloves hug her arms, and her thigh high leather boots gleam in the dim light. The slit of her sheer lace skirt reveals the toned length of her legs as she moves with the grace of a predator.
In her hand, she twirls a dagger, its wicked edge glinting as she drags the flat of the blade slowly down Astarion’s chest, not enough to cut, just enough to tease. He exhales a soft chuckle, his fangs flashing, his fingers twitching, aching to grab her.
“Darling,” he purrs, his voice smooth as silk, low with hunger. “If you wanted to see me bleed, all you had to do was ask.”
Nex tilts her head, lips curling into a knowing smirk. “Who says I don’t want to play first?” Her voice is a whisper against his lips, her breath warm, intoxicating.
Astarion catches her wrist, pulling her onto his lap in one swift, possessive motion. The dagger clatters to the floor, forgotten. Her body presses against his, heat and tension coiling between them. His hands find the laces at the back of her corset, tugging just enough to make her breath hitch.
His lips ghost over the sensitive skin of her throat, lingering just above where her pulse should be. His fangs barely graze her skin as he whispers, “You do make it terribly hard to behave.”
Nex tilts her head, offering her throat in silent invitation. “Then don’t.”
Comments
Serillian
Sounds good! Should be fun!
Idylla
My pleasure 😊
Idylla
😭😭😭 Can't wait !
misssorasayuri
I have a fan fiction called “The Crimson Crown” I’m working on, like my album. Those are snippets from it. I will be linking these renders along with my music into those scenes on AO3 when I’m done. With proper credit of course. I’m thinking ahead. 😂
misssorasayuri
Beautiful as always!!! Love it!!!
Idylla
I am very shit at this it's why I don't add any and leave for people's imagination 😆
Serillian
Lmao, true! 🤣 It's more like a prologue, but backstory for renders add so much.
Idylla
😭😭😭 At least is not a whole book hahahha
Serillian
"Small" backstory, eh? 😏
