[Here's the wonderful thing about getting head from the undead: they don't need to breathe. Astarion stays beneath the water, hands kneading against Gale's thighs as his head bobs over the length of his cock. He's very well experienced with this, and it's immediately evident with the skillful motions of his lips and tongue against Gale's heated flesh. He lets Gale's head press to the back of his throat before he draws back, moving at a languid and indulgent pace despite how quickly he first took Gale in.]
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