[Astarion's reply begins with a moan as his hips begin to roll in motion with Gale's. All the pent up desire, the need that he's kept at bay until now releases as he meets his lover in pitching ever faster.]
Haah, you—you're one to talk, dearest.
[He swallows against the raw emotion welling in his throat, clinging to Gale as he feels his own release drawing closer. There's nothing at all composed about the needy sounds spilling from his lips, his heated moans only adding to the symphony their bodies create together.]
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Haah, you—you're one to talk, dearest.
[He swallows against the raw emotion welling in his throat, clinging to Gale as he feels his own release drawing closer. There's nothing at all composed about the needy sounds spilling from his lips, his heated moans only adding to the symphony their bodies create together.]