Dysphoric Eating
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As he stared at Tav, who was quietly organizing her pack by the fire, his half-formed thoughts and ideas suddenly crystallized into a cold, perfect plan. He’d seduce her, romance her, make her feel like she was the only girl in the world. And after he had given her the night of her life, positively ruined her for anyone else, he’d begin whispering in her ear. He’d become her lover, her confidant. And then she would become his puppet. That was more than a fair trade. He’d have a gorgeous meal, his space would be guaranteed in their little group, at the top where he belonged, and then somehow, he didn’t know how, but, somehow, Tav would waltz their merry band back to Baldur’s Gate and drive a stake right through Cazador Szarr’s heart. For him. Afterwards, well, Tav had served her purpose. Then he could truly do as he pleased.
Astarion smiled a wide, real smile and finished his wine, wincing at the cheap, bitter taste.
At that moment Tav looked up from her supplies and caught him staring. He raised his empty goblet to her and she waved back, a warm smile softening her lovely features.
This was going to be so easy.