[There may have been more to say, but it's swallowed by a sweet moan from Astarion's lips as he finally feels the heat of Gale's mouth around him. The lingering fever from the potion only makes it burn hotter, leaving Astarion unable to restrain the short jerk of his hips as he thrusts into that welcome heat.]
Gale--
[His name is a prayer, a plea. Adoration and pure desire twisting together on Astarion's lips.]
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[There may have been more to say, but it's swallowed by a sweet moan from Astarion's lips as he finally feels the heat of Gale's mouth around him. The lingering fever from the potion only makes it burn hotter, leaving Astarion unable to restrain the short jerk of his hips as he thrusts into that welcome heat.]
Gale--
[His name is a prayer, a plea. Adoration and pure desire twisting together on Astarion's lips.]