[ He gets to his feet once the vampire's weight is no longer on him, though he finds himself hesitant to let him go completely, so he reaches over to take Astarion's hand in his own.
One more kiss to the back of his knuckles for good measure, Winter's hair cascading over his shoulders as he bends to plant his lips there, and then it's off to the bed, Winter guiding Astarion along with him. ]
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[ He gets to his feet once the vampire's weight is no longer on him, though he finds himself hesitant to let him go completely, so he reaches over to take Astarion's hand in his own.
One more kiss to the back of his knuckles for good measure, Winter's hair cascading over his shoulders as he bends to plant his lips there, and then it's off to the bed, Winter guiding Astarion along with him. ]