[ At least imagine him flogging you or something, damn. Astarion rolls his eyes, laughing. ]
It's downright wholesome.
[ Not that he's particularly upset by it--it does feel nice to be adored enough that Iorveth would think about his laugh of all things--but it is rather hypocritical, coming from someone who claims to be so much more depraved than Astarion could ever be. His voice. No, not lurid at all. Sweet all the same. ]
I thought about your fingers.
[ Not many times. Just a few, when it felt safer to imagine such things instead of actually participate in them. ]
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[ At least imagine him flogging you or something, damn. Astarion rolls his eyes, laughing. ]
It's downright wholesome.
[ Not that he's particularly upset by it--it does feel nice to be adored enough that Iorveth would think about his laugh of all things--but it is rather hypocritical, coming from someone who claims to be so much more depraved than Astarion could ever be. His voice. No, not lurid at all. Sweet all the same. ]
I thought about your fingers.
[ Not many times. Just a few, when it felt safer to imagine such things instead of actually participate in them. ]