[No, he's confident this man could handle just about whatever he threw at him and more. Though a part of Astarion doesn't want to upend this moment of pure sentimental intimacy with a blatantly crass statement—this is something to cherish, after all—and yet...

There is also the part that wants to indulge in all that Winter will give him, and is getting rather impatient about the whole thing with how keyed up his mouth is making him feel. Each kiss highlighted with the press of teeth, another layer of sensation.

So, indelicate, indeed.]

I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock. I want to feel the heat of your mouth and tongue bringing me closer to the edge.