[Trust Gale to take a moment so lustful and perverse and turn it into something heartfelt and earnest. Astarion feels his heart in his throat, suddenly overwhelmed by emotion. He turns to nuzzle at Gale's hair, breathing in his scent. His fingers still again, his free hand cradling the back of Gale's head to hold him close.]
I could say all those things of you, you know. I love you, darling.
[He gives a soft groan, leaning down to kiss along the sweat of Gale's neck.]
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I could say all those things of you, you know. I love you, darling.
[He gives a soft groan, leaning down to kiss along the sweat of Gale's neck.]
Gods, I want to feel you.