[Gale smiles ruefully against Astarion's neck. He knows the hug was sudden, and given Astarion's history, perhaps he should have made sure the gesture was welcomed beforehand, but he couldn't help himself. His emotions and nerves have been running high tonight.]
It isn't what I initially imagined, but the night is young yet - for us, at least.
[He pulls back just enough to kiss Astarion's temple, one hand running into his silver curls as he stretches his neck to one side. First things first.]
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It isn't what I initially imagined, but the night is young yet - for us, at least.
[He pulls back just enough to kiss Astarion's temple, one hand running into his silver curls as he stretches his neck to one side. First things first.]