[The touch isn't unwelcome, certainly. It brings a grin to Astarion's lips, his thumb slipping into Gale's mouth, pressing softly against his tongue. How eagerly Gale wants him, wants to offer himself. Astarion extends his leg slightly, his hip cocked in a way that shows his growing interest in having Gale at his feet.]
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Now what's on your mind, my dearest?