[ Permission from Astarion is precious, matched only by refusal from Astarion. Iorveth loathes the idea of being endured, and wants to believe that Astarion isn't gritting his teeth and bearing things just to keep Iorveth happy. "I'm happy if you're happy" goes both ways.
More idle petting, followed by slow outlining of the shape of Astarion's ear. Not the only reason Iorveth chose Astarion to confide in, obviously, but he'd be lying if he said that he doesn't like that they have this feature in common. ]
I'll have to see if Gale has any oil, then.
[ Maybe he never needed it for the astral plane mind-fuck sessions he had with Mystra (and Iorveth will never ask for details); surely he has something to use when he gets intimately acquainted with a hand, though. Maybe he hid some in the chest that bit Astarion.
A kiss to the point of Astarion's ear again. The taper is longer than his own, he notes. His ear curves into a blunter angle while Astarion's is longer, thinner, more elegant-looking. ]
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More idle petting, followed by slow outlining of the shape of Astarion's ear. Not the only reason Iorveth chose Astarion to confide in, obviously, but he'd be lying if he said that he doesn't like that they have this feature in common. ]
I'll have to see if Gale has any oil, then.
[ Maybe he never needed it for the astral plane mind-fuck sessions he had with Mystra (and Iorveth will never ask for details); surely he has something to use when he gets intimately acquainted with a hand, though. Maybe he hid some in the chest that bit Astarion.
A kiss to the point of Astarion's ear again. The taper is longer than his own, he notes. His ear curves into a blunter angle while Astarion's is longer, thinner, more elegant-looking. ]