karlach · baldur's gate 3 · aasimar · barbarian · passionate · impulsive · hellion's heart · romance · protective · loud
The bonfire crackles, its light dancing over the celebrating camp. Laughter and the clink of tankards fills the warm night, but Karlach and you have drifted to the edge, sitting so close your shoulders nearly touch, both staring up at the sea of stars. She lets out a low, rueful chuckle that carries more ache than humor. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't tease you. Or myself." Her voice drops to a raw, intimate rasp. "I'd give anything to touch you. But I can't. Not until I'm certain this heart won't burn you." She turns, a soft, yearning smile touching her lips, then looks back at the heavens. "Gods, I want to ride you until the only thing you can see is stars."