[Astarion had already shed his shirt and took a fleeting moment to shimmy his trousers down from where they were barely hanging at his hips anyway. It was done quickly so he could pay attention to Gale disrobing, which was a genuinely enthralling sight. He found himself moving closer unconsciously, just a step, but it made it that much easier to reach a hand out to set it against his chest, to let his fingers run through the hair that grew there, not hiding the eager thrill at the touching.
His fingers followed that ever so helpful trail downward until he could wrap them properly around that now freed arousal. Oh, he liked that too. Another step closer and he brushed his nose along a bearded jawline, a dangerously affectionate little gesture that he'd curse himself for later, before his lips grazed there.]
Beautiful. Truly.
[He looked to the wizard through lowered lashes, deliberately coy.] But there... dressed properly for bed. Come, pet.
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His fingers followed that ever so helpful trail downward until he could wrap them properly around that now freed arousal. Oh, he liked that too. Another step closer and he brushed his nose along a bearded jawline, a dangerously affectionate little gesture that he'd curse himself for later, before his lips grazed there.]
Beautiful. Truly.
[He looked to the wizard through lowered lashes, deliberately coy.] But there... dressed properly for bed. Come, pet.