[Gale is a gift like this, a blessing. If Astarion still had breath in his lungs it would be caught at the sight of how needy he is, how debauched. Even from something as simple as Astarion's fingers in his mouth. For the thousands of people Astarion has seen in such compromising situations, the devotion in Gale's eyes, the way he nearly seems to worship at Astarion's feet, changes everything.
He isn't a puppet with his strings pulled to coerce him into a poor imitation of lust and pleasure. Here he is the one holding the strings, the power. He knows with white hot certainty that he could ask anything of Gale in this moment and it would be given, willingly. A former Chosen, an archmage of Waterdeep, begging and mewling at his feet.
His cock pulses with the heady anticipation of that thought. More than the clever work of Gale's tongue, the heated touch of his hands, it's that thought that brings him pleasure. He doesn't even pause to consider how twisted thought might be. It's too perfect. Too perfectly theirs. This is the way their broken edges fit in a perfect whole.
He pulls his fingers from Gale's mouth, grabbing a fistful of his hair and twisting his head back.]
Do you want more, you needy thing? Do you want my cock?
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He isn't a puppet with his strings pulled to coerce him into a poor imitation of lust and pleasure. Here he is the one holding the strings, the power. He knows with white hot certainty that he could ask anything of Gale in this moment and it would be given, willingly. A former Chosen, an archmage of Waterdeep, begging and mewling at his feet.
His cock pulses with the heady anticipation of that thought. More than the clever work of Gale's tongue, the heated touch of his hands, it's that thought that brings him pleasure. He doesn't even pause to consider how twisted thought might be. It's too perfect. Too perfectly theirs. This is the way their broken edges fit in a perfect whole.
He pulls his fingers from Gale's mouth, grabbing a fistful of his hair and twisting his head back.]
Do you want more, you needy thing? Do you want my cock?