[ The person who makes him the angriest is also the person he most wants to be with when the fight is over, so he doesn't resist, although perhaps he should. It would be selfless to tell Iorveth that he'll be all right, that he should go out in the sun while he can, but as has been established time and time again, Astarion is not selfless.
He settles on the bed, body sinking slightly into the soft mattress, and tugs Iorveth toward him, atop him. A rare thing; he usually hates the feeling of being trapped underneath somebody, but not now. Not only is it a concession he feels is necessary to make, but he wants to feel Iorveth's weight on him, to know that he isn't going anywhere. ]
You must know, my dear, your virtues are near endless.
[ Still caught on that. He can't bear the thought that Iorveth ever feels as if his virtues aren't seen. ]
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He settles on the bed, body sinking slightly into the soft mattress, and tugs Iorveth toward him, atop him. A rare thing; he usually hates the feeling of being trapped underneath somebody, but not now. Not only is it a concession he feels is necessary to make, but he wants to feel Iorveth's weight on him, to know that he isn't going anywhere. ]
You must know, my dear, your virtues are near endless.
[ Still caught on that. He can't bear the thought that Iorveth ever feels as if his virtues aren't seen. ]