𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝑶𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒉.
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𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝑶𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒉.
@lasciviousdrow.bsky.social
𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒛𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒛𝒂𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌.

| #BG3 - 24 OOC - Written By V |
— lowering his gaze to admire such a vulgar sight.
January 16, 2026 at 8:03 PM
Tilting his head back, the drow's breathing grew heavy, breathless moans filling the air of the Underdark themed room. Once again, Sorn felt as though he should be paying Astarion (and that was a rare compliment indeed from him).

"Gods... you are remarkable~"

He couldn't help but chuckle, —
January 16, 2026 at 8:03 PM
— with affection and care rather than lust.

"That's it, my dear... You're doing so good..."

He'd praise, continuing to run his fingers through Astarion's hair.
January 11, 2026 at 5:59 PM
— time in the Underdark. Judging from Astarion's body language, he was just as inexperienced as him when it came to such tender care.

A sigh of pleasure fell from parted lips as he felt the warm canvas of the elf's mouth encircle his manhood. Fingers ran through ivory curls delicately, stroking —
January 11, 2026 at 5:59 PM
Sorn relaxed against the soft fabric of the blankets that covered the bed. It was not often that he got to experience being pleasured in such intimate ways. More often than not, he was either using someone's mouth as if it were a toy or the other way around. The latter typically happened during his—
January 11, 2026 at 5:59 PM
— from him.

"So bold."

A playful yet sweet kiss was pressed to his pale lips. With ease, he'd strip himself of the rather revealing armor he wore often.
January 11, 2026 at 6:03 AM
The cool touch of the elf's fingers brought a pleasant chill to run through him. Astarion was certainly going to be a face that he would remember. Throughout the many clients he had, none had ever succeeded in igniting that fire in him with mere touch.

Astarion's words caused a chuckle to emit —
January 11, 2026 at 6:03 AM
The drow carefully guided him to the bed and sat with him on it. His hand cupped his cheek while the other held his.

"Don't be afraid to touch. I don't bite... unless told to."

He gave a teasing smile, tilting his head to kiss along his jawline tenderly.
January 2, 2026 at 11:36 PM
— small of his back.
December 24, 2025 at 5:21 PM
It made him happy to see that Astarion had already begun to grow comfortable around him. It was evident just by how he acted physically. It let Sorn know that he could proceed.

Tilting his head in the opposite direction, he deepened the kiss between them, his fingers rubbing tenderly against the —
December 24, 2025 at 5:21 PM
Once given his consent, Sorn leaned down to press a tender kiss onto Astarion's lips. Unlike his previous encounters, Sorn would behave sweetly and treat Astarion as if he were a pure virgin.
December 23, 2025 at 3:33 PM
The drow turned to shut the door and lock it before facing Astarion again.

"Only if it's requested."

He chuckled, cupping the elf's cheek into his hand while his other arm slipped around his waist.

"Is kissing okay with you, dear?"
December 23, 2025 at 11:19 AM
He led Astarion out of the room and up the stairs towards the Underdark themed room he frequently used.

"Now, remember, any time you wish to stop, you say the word."

He'd glance down at him.

"I won't be offended. I want you to enjoy yourself."
December 23, 2025 at 3:06 AM
"As you wish, my dear."

Sorn leaned in to press a tender kiss onto his forehead before standing up, his hand held out for him.

"Come. Let's enjoy the night together."
December 23, 2025 at 12:14 AM
"You flatter me. Though, you are wise to think that."

He chuckled, knowing just how effective his signature skill was.

"There's a reason I'm known for being a man of extremes."
December 22, 2025 at 11:41 PM
"A brief description of my Menzoberranzan Love Trick and some honeyed words."

He answered simply, gently tucking back a white curl of Astarion's hair.

"Some light teasing, possibly."
December 22, 2025 at 11:26 PM
"Hah! Believe me, I have much more convincing methods for that."

He shot him a wink.
December 22, 2025 at 11:10 PM
"What? It's true."

He smirked slightly, tilting his head.
December 22, 2025 at 7:24 PM
"First, you don't ask me to do anything vulgar. You're also remarkably beautiful to the point that I feel I should be paying you. And our stories seem to be similar to at least some extent. You're different than the rest I see."

Sorn would answer.

"All good things, of course."
December 22, 2025 at 5:25 PM
"Neither am I, but we can always pretend to be."

He glanced down at him, chuckling.

"You are very intriguing, you know."
December 22, 2025 at 4:51 PM
"Well, Astarion, I feel I should be thanking you for this."

He smiled, gently squeezing the elf's hand.

"I've never experienced something so pure before."
December 22, 2025 at 3:07 PM
Resting his cheek against his soft ivory curls, he relaxed against him. It was different to be with someone in such an innocent act of intimacy. Sorn never experienced anything like it, but he enjoyed it.

"Forgive me, but I never asked for your name. My name is Sorn."
December 22, 2025 at 2:53 PM
"Hmm... I had a feeling you and I were similar in that sense."

He hummed in thought.

"At least here, I get gold. The Underdark isn't exactly gracious towards the men."
December 22, 2025 at 2:40 PM
— depravities I conduct on a daily basis."

He chuckled, his thumb gently stroking along Astarion's pale knuckles.
December 22, 2025 at 11:42 AM