[Gale lets out a groan of his own at that tug to his hair - as Astarion surmised, he clearly likes pain with his pleasure. His throat rattles from it, the sound pressed to Astarion's skin.]
Please, Astarion, I...
[He teases Astarion's ass once more, his lips at the base of his cock as it takes all the restraint in the realm to keep himself from going any further; he can't help himself this time, letting his own erection grind against the edge of the pool.]
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Please, Astarion, I...
[He teases Astarion's ass once more, his lips at the base of his cock as it takes all the restraint in the realm to keep himself from going any further; he can't help himself this time, letting his own erection grind against the edge of the pool.]
Let me have you. Please.