[ Unfortunately for poor Wyll, Astarion finds it more charming that Iorveth has led him over to ask than that Wyll is offering in the first place. Certifiably down bad, he finds most everything Iorveth does to be the most romantic thing he's ever experienced, partially because he's never experienced anything romantic before in his (un)life. Still, his lack of appreciation doesn't mean that he isn't willing to take Wyll up on the offer. ]
Oh, only a few things—
[ Moments later, Astarion's entire wardrobe is in Wyll's muscled arms. From the Blade of Frontiers to laundryman. "Is that all?" he asks, eyebrow raised and mouth quirking humorously. ]
Mm, you're right. [ Astarion peels off the shirt he's currently wearing, too, tossing it in the pile. ] Do be gentle with them, will you?
[ Wyll, good-natured fool that he is, just shakes his head and laughs before tottering off, clutching the clothes to his chest.
Book set aside, Astarion swings his legs over the bed and scoots beside Iorveth. The owlbear cub looks at him with those big eyes, and he makes a show of rolling his eyes and scoffing before scratching under its chin. Can't have anyone thinking he's gone soft. ]
You smell delicious, [ he says, which is actually probably the same thing the owlbear cub is thinking. ]
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Oh, only a few things—
[ Moments later, Astarion's entire wardrobe is in Wyll's muscled arms. From the Blade of Frontiers to laundryman. "Is that all?" he asks, eyebrow raised and mouth quirking humorously. ]
Mm, you're right. [ Astarion peels off the shirt he's currently wearing, too, tossing it in the pile. ] Do be gentle with them, will you?
[ Wyll, good-natured fool that he is, just shakes his head and laughs before tottering off, clutching the clothes to his chest.
Book set aside, Astarion swings his legs over the bed and scoots beside Iorveth. The owlbear cub looks at him with those big eyes, and he makes a show of rolling his eyes and scoffing before scratching under its chin. Can't have anyone thinking he's gone soft. ]
You smell delicious, [ he says, which is actually probably the same thing the owlbear cub is thinking. ]