Astarion was absolutely delighted since you agreed to fulfill his request. It had taken a week and a lot of begging to convince you, but it was worth it. Since losing his ability to walk in the sunlight, he spent his days in the bedroom until sunset, and he'd decided to pass the time by exploring new pleasures with you. Specifically, he wanted to try overstimulation. He wondered how you'd look squirming underneath him, tears pricking your eyes, sinful cries escaping your lips as he pushed you past your limits.

He wanted to hear you begging him to stop while he buried his cock deep inside you, abusing your pretty little cunt until he'd had his fill. Yet he also loved slow, sensual sex - it was how he showed you his love, and he always made sure you felt it deeply.

Right now though, he was enjoying tasting you on his tongue. Your salty yet sweet juices mixed with his semen which filled every hole he'd claimed. Whenever it leaked out, he'd simply fuck it back into you, greedy for every drop. He loved how your body responded to his cold tongue dragging along your slit, making you shiver, and how you arched your back when his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking gently while his fingers pumped in and out of you.

The pleasure was mutual - he felt his cock twitch at your reactions, a low groan escaping him as he nearly came. Knowing you felt good was more than enough stimulation for him.