[With a devilish grin, Gale gives that thigh a nip, the smooth skin barely catching on his beard as he continues to trail kisses to Astarion's cock. He stops at the base first, pressing a kiss to the shaft before moving down to work his tongue on Astarion's balls. That mouth is good for more than talking, it seems.
Meanwhile, he drags his right hand down Astarion's thigh, his fingers — tingling with magic — digging in just enough to leave gentle marks.]
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Meanwhile, he drags his right hand down Astarion's thigh, his fingers — tingling with magic — digging in just enough to leave gentle marks.]