[Gods, he's going to get lost in those eyes again. He might have been brief in his earlier description of them, but he could write volumes if given enough time.]
For us, yes.
[He presses a kiss to Astarion's lips, trying not to linger too long. He fully intends to hold Astarion to getting one of those every day for the rest of his life, especially when there's not telling just how short said life might be. When they part, he doesn't pull too far away.]
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For us, yes.
[He presses a kiss to Astarion's lips, trying not to linger too long. He fully intends to hold Astarion to getting one of those every day for the rest of his life, especially when there's not telling just how short said life might be. When they part, he doesn't pull too far away.]
My turn. The sweeter scent, if you would.