Actions

Work Header

And they were colleagues

Summary:

It seems like Astarion can make a plan when it comes to dragging his beloved into fun times.

Notes:

I am smitten with professors AU.
Check my art for inspiration: Professor Astarion Ancunin

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

You walk through the silent corridor toward the teachers' dorms when a strong hand suddenly grabs you and drags you into the storage room. It happens so fast that you don’t even squeak in surprise. But your body seems to recognize your captor faster than your brain, allowing you to be manhandled and pressed into the wall. “Astarion?”

“Tried to take you off guard.” Even with the dim light barely coming through the glass at the top of the door you can tell that he is smiling. His tone is cheerful too.

“Did you want me to scream and alarm half of the university?” You ask with mock irritation.

“No worries, I would have covered your mouth in such a case.”

“Huh? Why don’t you cover it right now?”

“So impatient.”

“Shut up and kiss me already” You can feel his lips on yours immediately after your phrase. He’s rough and aggressive. Exactly what you like from him. You love to know how pent up Astarion is for you. He bites your lip and tugs, his tongue presses against your lips, he really doesn’t want to drag the pleasure of foreplay today.

You open your mouth and moan as your tongues meet in a kiss. This is hot, your mind is fogging. You start to forget that you are in a dark storage room, and can probably be caught. You don’t care when he kisses you like this. You can hear his low moans in the kiss, and they make you wet already. You catch his tongue between your lips and press, making him grunt.

He moves away from your lips to your chin and jawline. You don’t have time to regret the emptiness upon your lips, because his hip presses between your legs just right to send a shiver through your body. Your legs spread on their own accord “Astarion…” You whisper clutching into his torso.

He puts his hands on the hem of your shirt, moving it higher and pushing your bra along the way, exposing your chest. His mouth lowers to your breasts, sucking on one nipple while pinching the other one with his fingers. You whimper and tremble even more under these manipulations.

He suddenly rises up to kiss you hard and deep on your mouth and then drops to his knees in front of you. “Oh god!” is all you manage to say as you anticipate what is about to come next.

His hands undo your pants and lower them along with your underwear. You can tell how wet you are by the damp feeling between your legs where your panties touched them. You wish you could see him on his knees before you, but you can only make out his silhouette in the dim light.

He takes one of your legs out of your pants, so he can spread you further. You smile at this gesture, knowing he remembers how frustrated you become if tangled in your pants in the moment of passion. His hands dig into your hips as his hot wide tongue drags right along your slit. Your breath hitches. The next move of his tongue opens your folds as he licks you from your entrance to your clit. He circles it several times and lowers to enter you and to eat you up.

Your knees buckle, but his hands are pinning you to the wall, his hold is so strong you might end up with bruises. He licks you sloppily several times, moving back to your clit, this time with the steady pace of tongue flicks to your sensitive side. You hold your breath and tense your legs as you feel your orgasm approaching. You’re holding onto his hair to keep him at the exact spot and hoping for dear life that he will not switch his position. But he knows your body too well to do it. Right as you are about to cum, he thrusts two fingers inside you, making you fall over the edge and shake in his grip. He licks until he can feel you twitch from overstimulation.

Astarion rises to his feet and pins you into the wall with his body. You are grateful for it, otherwise you’d be already on the floor with how wobbly your legs are.

“You came so fast, I’ll take it as a compliment,” he whispers in your ear. You pinch his side for this stupid smugness. But you did come fast. You could tell it yourself, either it was the thrill of the moment or the skill of your partner, but you are really satisfied.

You can feel his hardness pressed against your belly. You want to return the gesture, but you are so exhausted from your orgasm, you need just a few moments. “Let me catch my breath,” you pant out.

“It’s alright,” he tells you in a low voice, “just relax, and I’ll do the rest.” You now know he wants to fuck you, and you are more than happy to receive his cock. As much as you’d like to suck him, to feel his weight upon your tongue, you really need to recharge for a few moments for it, but you two don’t have much time in this tiny dusty storage room.

Your hands come to the front of Astarion’s pants to open his fly and release his cock. “Do you have a condom?”

“Of course I do. I’ve been half-hard since the moment I decided to snatch you up for a quickie today.”

“You really planned to drag me into the storage room today?” You smile and tease as you help him put on a condom.

“Yes. I know which time you are here because I watched you return to the dorms this way from your classes.” He lifts you up by your legs.

“You stalked me!” You pretend to be scandalized.

“Maybe a little, but you know how irresistible you are,” Astarion says, dragging his nose along your neck. I can smell you when you pass my office. It’s intoxicating. Do you do it on purpose?” He pins you harder. You can feel the head of his cock poke at your entrance as he speaks. You suddenly don’t feel exhausted at all.

“I didn’t know your vampire senses were so sensitive to my blood,” you whisper, embracing his neck.

“Oh but they are, you are the only person I tasted and dived into here.” He enters you slowly as he speaks. You feel a slight burn from the stretch. Oh god, your man is big. “I can sense you every time you are around.”

“Astarion!” You whine as he thrusts deeper.

“Slower?” He asks with the hint of concern in his voice.

“No, please, just start moving already!” You are impatient, yes, but you really want this slight burn to turn into pleasure.

Astarion laughs a bit and kisses you open-mouthed, starting to thrust steadily. You can taste your own juices in this kiss and it is so erotic, your brain completely stops functioning. All you can feel is Astarion’s cock inside your cunt and his tongue inside your mouth. You moan into a kiss, even though it turns out muffled.

Astarion moves fast and hard, hitting your clit with his pubic with every thrust. You know you are ready to come again, you just need some more stimulation. “I think I’m gonna come…,” you pant out, your mouth is close to his.

“Touch yourself, love,” he tells you, making enough room for you to squeeze your hand and to rub your clit in a chaotic manner. You are still somewhat sensitive, but it adds to the feeling as you can feel yourself nearing your release.

“Please don’t stop!!” you beg in a breathy whisper, because you don’t want to lose this perfect rhythm bringing you to the second orgasm. Astarion keeps his thrusts steady and fast.

You concentrate on your pleasure, on your perfect lover and his strong lean form pressing you into the wall, his palms digging into your ass and stretching you wide open for his cock. You barely register him saying he’s going to bite you as you feel the sharp piercing pain on your neck. The pain is so sudden and raw that it throws you over the edge immediately.

You still shake in the aftermath as the painful bite switches to a divine sucking feeling. You can tell Astarion came at the same time as you, because his cock is now moving inside you in a slow milking motion almost in tune with the sucking on your neck. Fuck. This man gives you the best and most intense pleasure you’ve ever experienced in your life. Or maybe it comes with the fact that you are in love with him.

You run your hand through his hair as you become a bit dizzy. “Hmm… Astarion?”

He finally stops drinking and licks your fresh wound beside some healed ones. “Sorry,” he says sheepishly, “made you really sleepy, did I?” He lowers your unsteady legs to the floor. “Hold still for me,” he asks, taking off the condom.

You suppress a yawn. “Don’t you dare throw it on the floor.”

“This is a storage room? Doesn't the cleaning staff come here anyway?”

“Astarion!”

“Alright, alright, I’ll throw it in the bin, happy?”

You roll your eyes, but you bet Astarion can see you just fine in this darkness with his vampiric vision. He helps you into your pants as you shake and laugh.

You are about to leave the room when Astarion wraps his arms around you from behind and sighs into your hair. The smell of his cologne always calms you. “You go rest in the dorms, I’ll come later.”

“I’ll be really mad if I wake up without your hand on my waist, come sooner,” you murmur and kiss his cheek before leaving the small storage room and heading to the teacher’s dorms. You pray to arrive fast enough not to run into some of your new colleagues. And you really can’t wait to snuggle with your boyfriend later this evening.

Notes:

My twitter, cause I mostly do art: Skeptical_Lynx