[ If it's a challenge, then Winter meets it gladly, tongue swirling with Astarion's to take the taste of his blood into his own mouth. It harkens back to their earlier kiss in some ways, but so much better in many others — not least of which being that they chose this.
He makes a low, breathless sound into the kiss, lets Astarion drink it down while tongues and lips move together. The hand at Astarion's back flattens, pulling him closer. One of them will need to come up for air at some point, but Winter means to make this last as long as possible. It's too delectable to stop now. ]
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He makes a low, breathless sound into the kiss, lets Astarion drink it down while tongues and lips move together. The hand at Astarion's back flattens, pulling him closer. One of them will need to come up for air at some point, but Winter means to make this last as long as possible. It's too delectable to stop now. ]