[ Very stubborn. Iorveth thinks that Astarion will burst a blood vessel in his brain if he chose to get angry about every human that will inevitably treat Iorveth with the sort of contempt that Iorveth has come to expect, but he doesn't say so. No point in giving Astarion more grief than he has today; besides, he's touched that there's someone on this Godsforsaken planet that cares for him the way Astarion does.
Tilting sideways into the hands holding him, he presses his lips to one slim finger, then takes the tip of Astarion's thumb in his mouth. A light nip, then he lets go to kiss along its side. ]
You'd find me boring if I were respectable.
[ He smiles against that thumb, crooked and knowing, then gentles. ]
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Tilting sideways into the hands holding him, he presses his lips to one slim finger, then takes the tip of Astarion's thumb in his mouth. A light nip, then he lets go to kiss along its side. ]
You'd find me boring if I were respectable.
[ He smiles against that thumb, crooked and knowing, then gentles. ]
...I'm lucky to have you, Astarion.