[Gale answers with a kiss to Astarion's lips, one he lets linger before he moves back down to his jaw, his neck. He slides his free hand along the vampire's side, tugging at his fine shirt, untucking it his pants.
While he might have been embarrassed at times when having attention lavished on him, it's clear that Gale is more comfortable in the art of service. He presses his lips to Astarion's neck in a tender kiss before he sucks at his skin, intending to leave a mark of his own.]
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While he might have been embarrassed at times when having attention lavished on him, it's clear that Gale is more comfortable in the art of service. He presses his lips to Astarion's neck in a tender kiss before he sucks at his skin, intending to leave a mark of his own.]