essea: (21.)
ɪᴏʀᴠᴇᴛʜ. ([personal profile] essea) wrote 2025-04-04 02:22 am (UTC)

[ Being held in Astarion's STR 8 embrace is more comfortable than painful; Iorveth marinates in it even after the arms relent, and presses a quick kiss to the jut of Astarion's jaw to reciprocate affection. Easy by now, almost instinctual. ]

I've a few other purchases in mind before we buy ink, [ he admits, though he doesn't want to specify yet. Despite his love language having been primarily focused around killing people for Astarion's benefit, he's a wood elf at heart: giving feels meaningful, ephemeral as material items may be. ]

If you want me to surprise you, we could separate and reconvene.

[ If Astarion is amenable. If not, Iorveth doesn't have to be a drama king, and he'll enjoy sticking to Astarion's side like a scrunkly fox that'll hiss at anyone who comes too close. ]

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