[Gale's hand on Astarion's back slides to his shoulder, clinging to it as he rasps out Astarion's name against his pale skin as though it were a salacious secret shared only between them; his fingers tighten, tingling as nascent magic - born of pure desire - coalesces across his palm to his fingertips. His legs twitch, pressing into Astarion's sides as he tries to hang on, and then—
Release. He tenses as he climaxes, his hips jerking, lungs gasping for air as though taking his first breath. Stars glitter before his eyes as he rides down that haze of euphoria, his arms shaking, his skin drenched in sweat, the hairs on his chest sticking to him. The entire tent is bathed in the glow of the orb as it shines in the darkness with a vibrant, hungering light. It thrums with his heart once more, its pace rapid, almost painful.
But the ecstasy outweighs any agony. Pressing soft kisses to Astarion's jawline, Gale murmurs professions of love and adoration, Astarion's name mixed with them as he struggles to vocalize all that he's feeling, experiencing in that second. He rocks against Astarion, hanging onto that feeling for as long as possible, as though it might be their last.
Given how they tend to live on a day-to-day basis, it just may well be.]
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Release. He tenses as he climaxes, his hips jerking, lungs gasping for air as though taking his first breath. Stars glitter before his eyes as he rides down that haze of euphoria, his arms shaking, his skin drenched in sweat, the hairs on his chest sticking to him. The entire tent is bathed in the glow of the orb as it shines in the darkness with a vibrant, hungering light. It thrums with his heart once more, its pace rapid, almost painful.
But the ecstasy outweighs any agony. Pressing soft kisses to Astarion's jawline, Gale murmurs professions of love and adoration, Astarion's name mixed with them as he struggles to vocalize all that he's feeling, experiencing in that second. He rocks against Astarion, hanging onto that feeling for as long as possible, as though it might be their last.
Given how they tend to live on a day-to-day basis, it just may well be.]