[As Astarion pulls off his shirt, Gale slips out of his shoes and kicks them off. He'd remove more, but that would require them to untangle their legs, and he's not sure he wants to be parted for that long. He can hardly contain himself as it is, especially with Astarion's bare chest waiting, his expression making Gale's heart flutter with delight.
His tongue darts between his lips, that hunger in him rising again, the mark on his chest brightly illuminated by desire. For a moment, all he can do is breathe and look upon Astarion in awe.]
I'm sure you've been told this countless times, but you really are unspeakably handsome.
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His tongue darts between his lips, that hunger in him rising again, the mark on his chest brightly illuminated by desire. For a moment, all he can do is breathe and look upon Astarion in awe.]
I'm sure you've been told this countless times, but you really are unspeakably handsome.