[Astarion may prefer to be the big spoon, but as he threads his fingers through Gale's, the wizard smiles against him, his heart - so full of adoration - beating just a little faster. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes as he lets the smell of Astarion's hair flood his senses.
It's very different to lie with someone like this in a physical body as opposed to bonding intimately the way gods would. To make love to Mystra was often an abstract affair; by comparison, having Astarion in his arms is positively simple.
And yet, there's so much nuance to be found in the vampire's affection - in the way his timbre changes when he speaks to Gale as opposed to anyone else, in the smoothness of his skin as he graces the wizard with soft caresses, in how protective he is of someone so utterly flawed, gazing upon him as though he were the most perfect being in the Realms.
Yes, Gale of Waterdeep is human, but he is loved, and that means more to him than he can put into words.]
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[Astarion may prefer to be the big spoon, but as he threads his fingers through Gale's, the wizard smiles against him, his heart - so full of adoration - beating just a little faster. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes as he lets the smell of Astarion's hair flood his senses.
It's very different to lie with someone like this in a physical body as opposed to bonding intimately the way gods would. To make love to Mystra was often an abstract affair; by comparison, having Astarion in his arms is positively simple.
And yet, there's so much nuance to be found in the vampire's affection - in the way his timbre changes when he speaks to Gale as opposed to anyone else, in the smoothness of his skin as he graces the wizard with soft caresses, in how protective he is of someone so utterly flawed, gazing upon him as though he were the most perfect being in the Realms.
Yes, Gale of Waterdeep is human, but he is loved, and that means more to him than he can put into words.]