[ The easiest way to follow through on "the sun" would likely be for Iorveth to sneak out while Astarion is trancing and torture an old woman until she surrenders, but Astarion has made his stance on Iorveth leaving him alone in bed, so. That's out. He'd be lying if he said that he doesn't want to be practical about all of this, but very little is worth risking Astarion's trust in him.
Compliments, then, in the meantime. Stroking Astarion's still somewhat damp hair and arranging it so he'll have minimal bedhead later, Iorveth laughs under his breath. ]
"A few". [ Not difficult. ] ―Hm.
You have expressive brows.
[ He says, as he presses his lips to them. The least sexy compliment in the world, but he means it so deeply. ]
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Compliments, then, in the meantime. Stroking Astarion's still somewhat damp hair and arranging it so he'll have minimal bedhead later, Iorveth laughs under his breath. ]
"A few". [ Not difficult. ] ―Hm.
You have expressive brows.
[ He says, as he presses his lips to them. The least sexy compliment in the world, but he means it so deeply. ]