[ He was hoping that might be it, because he, too, couldn't help but wonder what it might be like to truly taste all of Astarion, every hot, salacious inch. And to hear it like that? Well... indelicate hits so much better, strikes so much hotter.
He breathes out another low moan against the marks that mar Astarion's back, one hand drifting to rest on the vampire's hip, just above his waistband. Gods he doesn't want to, but he straightens again, giving Astarion room to maneuver once more. He feels bereft without the heat and proximity, but the view will be absolutely worth it. ]
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[ He was hoping that might be it, because he, too, couldn't help but wonder what it might be like to truly taste all of Astarion, every hot, salacious inch. And to hear it like that? Well... indelicate hits so much better, strikes so much hotter.
He breathes out another low moan against the marks that mar Astarion's back, one hand drifting to rest on the vampire's hip, just above his waistband. Gods he doesn't want to, but he straightens again, giving Astarion room to maneuver once more. He feels bereft without the heat and proximity, but the view will be absolutely worth it. ]
Mm. Undress for me, darling. Let me taste you.