[This close, he was sure he was in danger of being fully consumed by Gale's warmth, and he would happily melt to it. He could feel and hear each breath and heartbeat from the other man. With each slow, deliberate thrust, Astarion could not hold back the low cry that was knocked free of his lips. His back arched, body rolling with the wizard's motions, one long, pale leg hooking over Gale's hip, tightening as if he could bring him closer, as if there was any space between them left to close.
When Gale's lips found his neck, the vampire let his head fall back, baring his neck to that attention. There was some irony in it perhaps, this small reversal in their usual positions, but all Astarion knew was he wanted the attention, warm and affectionate as it felt, even as Gale systematically took him apart with each deliberate drive of that cock inside him.
Was this what it was like to be wanted? His voice caught on a sound at being called Star, and he would have to examine that later perhaps. For now his arms wound around Gale, fingers gripping at the back of his shoulders. He was close too, driven to the very edge by everything about Gale.]
So am I. Come for me, my darling. I want to feel you.
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When Gale's lips found his neck, the vampire let his head fall back, baring his neck to that attention. There was some irony in it perhaps, this small reversal in their usual positions, but all Astarion knew was he wanted the attention, warm and affectionate as it felt, even as Gale systematically took him apart with each deliberate drive of that cock inside him.
Was this what it was like to be wanted? His voice caught on a sound at being called Star, and he would have to examine that later perhaps. For now his arms wound around Gale, fingers gripping at the back of his shoulders. He was close too, driven to the very edge by everything about Gale.]
So am I. Come for me, my darling. I want to feel you.