[ Astarion breathes a sigh of relief, tension that he hadn't even realized he had easing from his body. He smiles, wide and earnest, as he cards his fingers through Iorveth's hair. His precious, perfect man. Alive. Part of him wants to chain Iorveth to the bedposts so that he can never leave safety again. A whole new set of neuroses has been unlocked, but there will be plenty of time to stress about that later. ]
Good, [ he says as he stands, warmth seeping into his voice. He leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to Iorveth's mouth before straightening up and swiveling around to face Damris once more. ]
That means there's nothing to lose once I kill you.
[ A couple long strides and he's practically nose-to-nose with the tiefling, pale hands wrapping around that elegant neck and squeezing. Poorly thought through, of course — his hands are not strong. All the same, it feels good to press down on Damris's windpipe, even if he doesn't actually need to breathe. ]
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[ Astarion breathes a sigh of relief, tension that he hadn't even realized he had easing from his body. He smiles, wide and earnest, as he cards his fingers through Iorveth's hair. His precious, perfect man. Alive. Part of him wants to chain Iorveth to the bedposts so that he can never leave safety again. A whole new set of neuroses has been unlocked, but there will be plenty of time to stress about that later. ]
Good, [ he says as he stands, warmth seeping into his voice. He leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to Iorveth's mouth before straightening up and swiveling around to face Damris once more. ]
That means there's nothing to lose once I kill you.
[ A couple long strides and he's practically nose-to-nose with the tiefling, pale hands wrapping around that elegant neck and squeezing. Poorly thought through, of course — his hands are not strong. All the same, it feels good to press down on Damris's windpipe, even if he doesn't actually need to breathe. ]
You wretch.