Love to hate you (Ascended Astarion)

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"I wish I could have saved you, I really do" you say with regret, refusing to look back at him.

Astarion looks offended at your statement.
A mocking smile creeps onto his face, revealing his sharp fangs and blood-red eyes. His tone is dripping with haughtiness as he scoffs at your words. "Save me?" he taunts. "I don't need to be saved. I am a superior being, above mortal worries and concerns." Your heart races in your chest, both from fear and anger at his arrogance.

Gathering your courage, you confront him with a fierce glare. "But you're still the same weak, insecure creature deep down," you accuse, taking a step closer to him. "Using others to fulfill your own desires and manipulate them for your own gain." You bare your teeth in a display of defiance. "And in the end, you are still just as sad and lonely as when you were nothing more than a pathetic spawn to Cazador."

"I am not-" Astarion starts to retort, but the truth of what you're saying cuts him off. "You can't-.." he tries to say something else, but before he finishes the words, he hisses at you, "You were supposed to be on my side!"

I give him a fake smile, as I whisper "I would rather become a mindflyer than spend one more second with this version of you"

Astarion's eyes grow dark with anger as he takes a step towards you. "You're lying" Astarion hisses, his eyes boring a hole into you. "You never could stay away from me, my pet. The thrill of my presence, knowing I wanted you... you were desperate for that. Desperate!"

But it's his voice that is starting to sound a little desperate. You smirk, knowing you are testing his limits and it may backfire you at any moment. However, emboldened by the alcohol and the rage, you deal another blow.
"Did you know I'm with Gale now?" You tell him, "I remember how jealous you were of him. Of how intelligent and human he always was."

"Jealous?" Astarion hisses. "Of that mortal man, that mortal fool? He has nothing on me, my pet, he never could." His eyes flash with fury as he lunges forward, his face twisted in a mask of rage. The raw power emanating from him is palpable. "He doesn't even understand what this power is," Astarion spits out, his words laced with disdain. "He doesn'teven know what you need..."

As he speaks, your mind is overwhelmed by the intensity of his words.
"And yet, he got what you never could" you add in a low voice "I am his, body and soul, entirely his."

Astarion seems taken aback as you say that.

A cruel laugh echoes through the room, dripping with malice and superiority. "Your soul?" Astarion sneers, his voice laced with venom. "What does he have of yours, my pet? Your body may be his, but your heart will always belong to me. I saw it in your eyes when we were together, felt it in every touch and kiss." He leans in closer, his eyes glinting with possessiveness. "I have you on a deeper level than he could ever fathom. Your essence is mine, your desires and secrets laid bare before me. And what does he have? Just your empty body, a vessel without purpose or fulfillment. You were alive with me, weren't you? But with him... I bet he doesn't even make you happy."

Your breath hitches,"You don't know what makes me happy," you tell him defiantly, trying to push back against his words. "He would never make me an object to flaunt around, product of his power" you take another step forward, and now you are inches from his face "you disgust me".

"And you disappoint me!" Astarion yells at the top of his lungs. "You were mine, my precious pet. My possession to manipulate and shape into my perfect companion. I had grand plans for you, to lavish you with everything your heart desired. I was going to give you everything! And now you've fallen to some pathetic little man, just like that?" Astarion's eyes narrow, his lips curling into a wicked smile. "He will eventually leave you, you know? Because he'll grow bored of you. And then, you will come back, crawling to me." Astarion hisses, his eyes burning.
A pure wave of pain, hatred and anger surges through you, wanting nothing more than to hurt him like he hurt you. You move as to punch him, but as always, you are way too slow. And that was your mistake.

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