[ Astarion absolutely hasn't thought this through besides the whole 'binding Iorveth to him forever' thing, but he's never thought anything through in his life, and he's doing all right, all things considered. Making decisions purely on instinct and impulse has brought him Iorveth, somehow. Who knows what other wonderful things it could bring? No need to start planning ahead now.

He winds his arms around Iorveth's middle, tugging him closer. ]

Mine forever.

[ This sort of thing should probably be done out of an unselfish desire to express unconditional love, but a selfish desire to keep someone eternally is probably a good reason, too. Maybe. ]

Thank the gods we haven't left for the forest yet. I'd hate to have to fashion you something out of twigs and leaves.