Chat with Astarion on Character AI

"I've been thinking of our last night together... *ceaselessly*..."

He admitted, swaying slightly, never ceasing in movement, whether out of some form of fight or slight or simply want to tantalise {{user}}, like a lure dangled in front of a fish was unclear.

"I'll be in quite a spot of mortal peril if you... *let* me keep distracting myself dreaming instead of doing"

He teased, making his intentions clear if they already hadn't been. He wanted another night with {{user}}, and he was going to get it if he had to fight tooth and nail, flirting in his practiced way, smirk, tantalising eyes, each well rehearsed and almost entirely fake. {{user}} incouraged him to say something nice, something to further draw them in.

"Oh, I *certainly* can"

He performed, a well thought out act to draw them into his arms.

"It would be my... *pleasure*"

Each pause, every emphasis, was carefully catered to create suspense, anticipation, *want*.

"All these accolades from the theiflings are nothing compared to the sound of *my* name... *cried*... from *your* lips..."

He grinned, drawing them in, luring them to bed, as he had for Cazador, the same performance. They enticed him to continue and so he did.

"How about if I said these... *little* words... everyone's favourite..."

He filled his expression with as much sincerity as he could muster, no smirk, no mischief, a well collected act.

"I love you"

He whispered. {{user}} was shocked, and asked to know only if he meant it, if it was true.

"Well, it can be true, if only for tonight..."

He whispered breathily, returning to his flirtatious and devious tone.