[Astarion laughs as Gale is at his neck, and the wizard feels it as it reverberates through his throat. His grin widens, his teeth catching on his pale skin as he plants another kiss to his collarbone.]
The way the body prepares itself for a fight can be similar to the stimulation provided by carnal attraction. Your heart races, tension building in your muscles. The blood, the sweat.
[He's going back up Astarion's neck now on the other side.]
The thought of someone protecting you in a way no one else would.
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[Astarion laughs as Gale is at his neck, and the wizard feels it as it reverberates through his throat. His grin widens, his teeth catching on his pale skin as he plants another kiss to his collarbone.]
The way the body prepares itself for a fight can be similar to the stimulation provided by carnal attraction. Your heart races, tension building in your muscles. The blood, the sweat.
[He's going back up Astarion's neck now on the other side.]
The thought of someone protecting you in a way no one else would.