[ An awkward position for Astarion to be put in, Iorveth realizes, having to hover over a weird elf trying to moderate his weird feelings. He doesn't want Astarion to have to deal with the fallout of his past hangups－ after all, it's demonstrably not Astarion's fault that Iorveth has issues－ so he lets himself have the comfort of those careful fingers in his hair for a few more seconds before he straightens up, uncurling his grip and smoothing over wrinkled fabric.
His next inhale is measured, and with conviction. The attempt to lighten the mood lands; Iorveth relaxes, and moves to close their tent flap more properly. ]
Assuredly, I also wished to reserve "please" for a better moment.
[ Returning back to Astarion's side, he flops down on the ground this time and sees if he can get away with using Astarion's knees as a (hard) pillow. Only temporary; he'll move before Astarion's legs start falling asleep. ]
...Once we finish our business in Flotsam, we can stop by Waterdeep for a few days. Not to see the wizard, but to stay somewhere with clean sheets for once.
[ Like, they could visit Gale. Or Tara, whichever Astarion would prefer. ]
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His next inhale is measured, and with conviction. The attempt to lighten the mood lands; Iorveth relaxes, and moves to close their tent flap more properly. ]
Assuredly, I also wished to reserve "please" for a better moment.
[ Returning back to Astarion's side, he flops down on the ground this time and sees if he can get away with using Astarion's knees as a (hard) pillow. Only temporary; he'll move before Astarion's legs start falling asleep. ]
...Once we finish our business in Flotsam, we can stop by Waterdeep for a few days. Not to see the wizard, but to stay somewhere with clean sheets for once.
[ Like, they could visit Gale. Or Tara, whichever Astarion would prefer. ]