[ Iorveth, who has only read snippets of the novel in passing, realizes that he has no idea what either of the main characters look like beyond the size of their genitals and the fact that they have heaving chests.
He laughs about it, and at the suggestion that he could be a "well-endowed assassin". ]
A wood elf whose cock is as plain as the rest of him, more like. [ He's not going to stand here and lie to Astarion about the size of his dick, mostly because Astarion has already seen it. ] But I could hold a knife to your neck on occasion, if it pleases you.
[ Some people are into that. Iorveth might be a little into it, on both the knife-holding and knife-threatened end. Aggression and affection are two sides of his particularly deranged coin.
He pats Astarion surreptitiously (?) on the behind, which is when Dolores decides to return with her bundle of capes. She squeaks a bit, but quickly recovers this time around, commenting about how she can't blame her two strange boys for not being able to keep their hands off of each other, and how she's pinched a few bottoms back in her day. ]
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He laughs about it, and at the suggestion that he could be a "well-endowed assassin". ]
A wood elf whose cock is as plain as the rest of him, more like. [ He's not going to stand here and lie to Astarion about the size of his dick, mostly because Astarion has already seen it. ] But I could hold a knife to your neck on occasion, if it pleases you.
[ Some people are into that. Iorveth might be a little into it, on both the knife-holding and knife-threatened end. Aggression and affection are two sides of his particularly deranged coin.
He pats Astarion surreptitiously (?) on the behind, which is when Dolores decides to return with her bundle of capes. She squeaks a bit, but quickly recovers this time around, commenting about how she can't blame her two strange boys for not being able to keep their hands off of each other, and how she's pinched a few bottoms back in her day. ]