[ Gods. Astarion only just came to tolerate the feeling of another person's weight on him, and Iorveth is talking about cock rings. They are not the same. Astarion still has endless hang-ups, a need to feel in control no matter what. If Iorveth ever suggested putting a ring around anything but his finger, he'd recoil instantly. Still, he files the idea away in the back of his mind to be considered later. A tenday feels excessive, even for him, but perhaps some part of the idea has merit.
For now, though, he only presses a kiss to Iorveth's chin in return, humming thoughtfully. ]
Do you enjoy being taken, or did you only do it because you thought I needed you to?
[ Not an accusation, but an acknowledgement. He's sure Iorveth has had to make concessions around intimacy for his sake. ]
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For now, though, he only presses a kiss to Iorveth's chin in return, humming thoughtfully. ]
Do you enjoy being taken, or did you only do it because you thought I needed you to?
[ Not an accusation, but an acknowledgement. He's sure Iorveth has had to make concessions around intimacy for his sake. ]