[Astarion leans forward to chase his lips, loosely tangling his fingers in Gale's hair to keep him held close. It is, perhaps, not the ideal location for stealing kisses with his fiance, but he isn't going to complain. Not when something as simple as Gale's touch soothes the worries he had just moments ago.
After a breath he parts, drawing his hand away with a lingering touch to the line of Gale's jaw. He gives a playful little flick to his chin at the very end.]
At the very least, yes. Now, shall we continue on our way? I much prefer our bed to a clandestine alleyway.
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After a breath he parts, drawing his hand away with a lingering touch to the line of Gale's jaw. He gives a playful little flick to his chin at the very end.]
At the very least, yes. Now, shall we continue on our way? I much prefer our bed to a clandestine alleyway.