[ Coaxed out of touching himself, then coaxed to lie back and just feel. It's definitely an unfamiliar request, and one that puzzles him even while his body reacts to the careful, slow intrusion happening between his legs.
A soft exhale and a conscious effort not to tense around that pretty digit later: ]
―What of yours?
[ A strange thing, to be told not to reciprocate. It would worry him if not for the gentle way Astarion is handling him, giving him welcome shivers of pleasure from his cock to offset the initial strangeness of being relaxed open. He remains achingly hard, toes curling and eye flitting closed every time his partner pets along the underside of his flushed erection or strokes something inside of him that feels far too sensitive to be reasonable.
Fuck, it's starting to feel good. Slowly, terrifyingly. Already, Iorveth can tell that this is going to make him utterly stupid by the end of it. ]
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A soft exhale and a conscious effort not to tense around that pretty digit later: ]
―What of yours?
[ A strange thing, to be told not to reciprocate. It would worry him if not for the gentle way Astarion is handling him, giving him welcome shivers of pleasure from his cock to offset the initial strangeness of being relaxed open. He remains achingly hard, toes curling and eye flitting closed every time his partner pets along the underside of his flushed erection or strokes something inside of him that feels far too sensitive to be reasonable.
Fuck, it's starting to feel good. Slowly, terrifyingly. Already, Iorveth can tell that this is going to make him utterly stupid by the end of it. ]