[A bed meant that whenever they finished this mad, desire-filled tryst that for whatever time remained in this dwindling world, Astarion could find an excuse to spend it in the wizard's warm arms. If this were the end, then what better way could there be to pass it?
He could hear the way that heartbeat grew more rapid, and it echoed in his ears like music, a rhythm that he'd love to dance to. He wanted to know what it was like to have Gale in every way that they could have each other in the time they had left, wanted to know what he sounded like, tasted like, when he lost himself in pleasure.
The vampire leaned close, letting himself be led, draped close against Gale, his arm draped around him, fingers teasing at the end of his hair, unable to stop touching him even in this brief transit. He trusted Gale to navigate, his eyes fixed on the other man, leaning in even as they walked to touch kisses along his jawline, up to nibble at his ear.]
I do like the sound of that. Especially you saying it.
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He could hear the way that heartbeat grew more rapid, and it echoed in his ears like music, a rhythm that he'd love to dance to. He wanted to know what it was like to have Gale in every way that they could have each other in the time they had left, wanted to know what he sounded like, tasted like, when he lost himself in pleasure.
The vampire leaned close, letting himself be led, draped close against Gale, his arm draped around him, fingers teasing at the end of his hair, unable to stop touching him even in this brief transit. He trusted Gale to navigate, his eyes fixed on the other man, leaning in even as they walked to touch kisses along his jawline, up to nibble at his ear.]
I do like the sound of that. Especially you saying it.