[ Gods, he really would have gagged. He found this sort of affection purely performative, entirely unconvinced that anyone could ever do something like this because they wanted to. Subjecting himself to it would have meant debasing himself. This doesn't feel like debasing at all, though. It feels like being enhanced. Like every bit of it fills him with a little more of Iorveth's love, and everything that's Iorveth is pure and perfect, so it makes him a little closer to pure and perfect, too.
He rolls over onto his back so that he can switch their positions, pulling Iorveth on top of him. Showing Iorveth his soft, vulnerable underside both metaphorically and literally, the only person that he could ever trust not to abuse the privilege. ]
Luckily for you, we have an eternity for you to find more ways to corrupt me. [ Ha. No one would ever accuse Astarion of being uncorrupted. ] And I you.
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He rolls over onto his back so that he can switch their positions, pulling Iorveth on top of him. Showing Iorveth his soft, vulnerable underside both metaphorically and literally, the only person that he could ever trust not to abuse the privilege. ]
Luckily for you, we have an eternity for you to find more ways to corrupt me. [ Ha. No one would ever accuse Astarion of being uncorrupted. ] And I you.