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"Mr. Ancunín!"
Astarion was shocked to see Tara in the Underdark, distressingly addressing him.
"Tara?"
"Mr. Ancunín! Mr. Dekarios has been captured! You have to go help him!"
"Please, Tara, start from the beginning. What happened?"
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Astarion grumbled as he made his way to the outpost. Apparently Gale spontaneously decided to visit him without notice (as a surprise) and got himself captured by drow. Typical pompous wizard, he thought. It's all fun and games until sussur weapons render spellcasters useless.
The outpost consisted of a single tower with some drow milling about next to a fire. It didn't seem as heavily guarded since it was most likely a stopping point.
"Wait here," he told Tara. "I know you want to help but if there are more sussur mechanisms, I don't want to have to rescue you too."
Tara glowered but acquiesced his point. Astarion told her to head topside to ask for assistance from Harpers in Baldur's Gate. He figured she needed to be useful.
She flew off and Astarion studied the place. The structure wasn't as destroyed as Lenore's Tower but it was in bad enough shape that there were still gaps that he could squeeze into with ease. Luckily he had a ring of invisibility to get him to the side of the tower. Even if there were anti-magic protections inside the tower, he could sneak his way around in there as opposed to the open space outside. Luckily his armor and cowl were all drow so as long as no one saw the front of his face, he would blend in.
He crept as close as he could get before casting the spell. He darted inside with no issues.
Once inside, his invisibility still held up. No anti-magic fields then. That would be useful in their escape.
He slipped around the first floor and found no signs of Gale, just a few other drow. It seemed like most of them were around the campfire outside. He crept up to the second floor and found it abandoned. He went up to the third floor and found quite a sight in front of him.
The entire floor was a bedroom and Gale was in the bed that sat in the middle. Astarion gawked as he took in the fact that Gale was totally naked, his wrists and ankles chained to the bedposts. He wore a collar, presumably infused with sussur bark. It was criminal that his body was hiding under those bland robes, Astarion's mind unhelpfully supplied.
"Ah!" Gale shouted as he noticed a figure in the room. "Please, let me go! There's been a misunderstanding; I'm a wizard of considerable renown. I have riches beyond your wildest dreams, and I promise you my gold and artifacts if you release me at once!" he begged.
"I thought you were going to be a wizard of intentionally limited renown," Astarion automatically quipped as his mind returned to the current situation.
"I—what? Do I know you?"
"Ah, I forgot how shit human vision is in the dark," Astarion said as he moved forward.
"Astarion? Is that you?" Gale said in a hushed voice.
"No, I'm an apparition of your imagination to haunt you for your idiocy. Honestly Gale, what were you thinking, wandering into the land of sussur trees without backup?" He reached for one of the manacles around his wrist to pick it open.
"Matron! I didn't realize you were here already!" A drow said behind him.
Astarion and Gale froze. Why would…?
Ah, he stole this armor from Minthara and never gave it back. He thought it was just generic drow armor; he didn't realize it was symbolic of her station.
"Yes?" He disguised his voice to sound feminine as he scowled. He didn't turn around.
"I don't know how we didn't see you come in. We thought you weren't due for another half day."
"Is that a complaint?" He said with a shrill tone.
"N-no, Matron. Of course not." The drow sounded terrified.
"I hope this one is satisfactory. You wouldn't want me to be disappointed, would you? Now get out."
"Yes, Matron! Of course, Matron. I'll make sure you're not disturbed." He could hear the drow run down the stairs.
Astarion relaxed. "I don't suppose you know where your clothes or items are, do you?"
"I believe they're in the chest over there," he nodded to the left of him.
"Seems they really trusted their abilities. Granted, with this," Astarion tapped the sussur collar, "you are basically useless."
"Thank you for the reminder," Gale huffed.
Astarion quickly undid the chains and Gale tore the collar off. With a wince, Gale sat up and groaned. Astarion turned around and saw the bloodstain on the bedsheets.
"What—"
"Sussur knife," Gale sighed. "Stabbed me in the back."
Astarion walked around him and saw that the wound at the edge of his shoulder blade was still seeping blood.
"I don't have any potions on me, but I suppose I could lick it closed. You're orbless now, right?"
"Yes," Gale answered tiredly.
"Lean forward, darling. I'll be as quick as I can."
Gale let out a groan as Astarion licked his wound shut. His blood was marvelous without the orb. He'd unfortunately had a taste when Gale was injured in a battle and his blood was revolting. Now it was as heavenly as warm brandy.
Gale let out a few more whimpers before Astarion was done.
"I'm sorry darling, I'm all done now. I know that was uncomfortable."
"Ah, erm, yes," Gale rasped, his body flushed all over. "I think the chest is locked, would you mind?" He was hunched over and wouldn't look at Astarion.
"I have to do everything," Astarion muttered under his breath. He easily picked the lock and tossed Gale's robe to him.
"Thanks," Gale meekly replied before he turned away from Astarion to dress. Once clothed, he grabbed the rest of his equipment.
Sneak attacks and well-placed fireballs quickly took care of the drow that captured Gale.
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"It looks like they took care of the problem themselves," Jaheira said as she surveyed the scene, kicking one of the dead drow to the side.
"High Harper! We can hear some noises in the tower," Geraldus reported.
"You three, come with me," Jaheira pointed to two harpers and Tara. The rest of you stay down here and watch for any drow scouts that may pass by."
"Understood."
The group snuck into the tower, Jaheira leading the way. They cleared the first floor and heard muffled noises after climbing the first set of stairs. It seemed to be coming from above.
The four of them carefully crept up the stairs and once near the top, Jaheira nodded and they jumped in the doorway.
"MR. DEKARIOS!" Tara hollered as the other three snickered.
Gale was on his back, his arms chained to the bedposts and Astarion was on top of him, riding his cock with enthusiasm. Both stopped and Gale lifted his head while Astarion turned his to the side. He pointedly did not get off of Gale.
"Ah, Tara…" Gale awkwardly said.
"Hello!" Astarion cheerfully greeted.
Jaheira snorted. "Hurry up you two, I'm sure there will be another drow party stopping by soon. Plus, we don't like to be kept waiting." She and her Harpers turned to leave.
"Really, Mr. Dekarios! You should be ashamed of yourself! This is not an appropriate place to nest with so much danger about! Get—"
"Tara!" Jaheira called. "Scold them later. I think the danger is why they're in that situation."
"Well I must say—"
"Tara, please," Gale said with a strained voice.
"Fine. I will have plenty of words for you when you're done." She swished her tail in agitation and flew down the tower.
Astarion wiggled on Gale's cock. "I noticed that your cock stayed rock hard the whole time. Do you like the idea of getting caught, Mr. Dekarios?" he teased.
"I think you know the answer to that," Gale panted as Astarion rocked his hips, bringing himself back up to his previous pace before they were interrupted.
"Naughty wizard. Whatever shall I do with you?"
"We could always test that theory, as many times as necessary," he gasped.
"I could be persuaded," Astarion stroked his cock as he rode Gale, both on the cusp of coming.
Soon they both cried out in ecstasy. They hastily made themselves presentable and exited the tower. To everyone's relief, they all left the area before anyone else came across them.
Gale stayed in the Underdark with Astarion for several tendays, until the other vampires were tired of catching them in compromising positions and asked them to leave. After that, they confined themselves to Gale's tower. Most of the time, anyway.