[ Without apology. He knows that Astarion wouldn't want one, and he doesn't want to give one. His pulse is slow and steady under that palm on his chest, alive and strong and relaxed. ]
It'd make me want you too much, I think.
[ Without provocation or pretention: it's just a fact. He said that Astarion would ruin him, and Astarion has. Some weird part of Iorveth has been irrevocably twisted and changed into Astarion's shape, and Iorveth has become more aware of it than he really cared to.
A half-quirk of his lips, and he pulls away after plucking the flower from Astarion's hair. ]
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I'd prefer not to watch.
[ Without apology. He knows that Astarion wouldn't want one, and he doesn't want to give one. His pulse is slow and steady under that palm on his chest, alive and strong and relaxed. ]
It'd make me want you too much, I think.
[ Without provocation or pretention: it's just a fact. He said that Astarion would ruin him, and Astarion has. Some weird part of Iorveth has been irrevocably twisted and changed into Astarion's shape, and Iorveth has become more aware of it than he really cared to.
A half-quirk of his lips, and he pulls away after plucking the flower from Astarion's hair. ]