[ It's so annoying that he's perceptive enough to identify when Astarion is trying to be cute to win an argument, and more annoying still that he knows he's weak to it. That moment when you know you're being manipulated, but being manipulated feels... kind of nice...? What the fuck is happening to him, truly.
A touch of a frown (far less serrated than it should be), and Iorveth reaches to muss Astarion's hair. ]
That doesn't sound like a "yes, I'll stay on-task".
[ His clown nose honks; the fingers in Astarion's hair slides down to cup his cheek, and Iorveth presses a kiss to the corner of Astarion's smiling mouth. ]
Keep those pretty eyes fixed on locks and cloaks.
[ Like telling a child at a candy store that he can only choose one treat. ]
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A touch of a frown (far less serrated than it should be), and Iorveth reaches to muss Astarion's hair. ]
That doesn't sound like a "yes, I'll stay on-task".
[ His clown nose honks; the fingers in Astarion's hair slides down to cup his cheek, and Iorveth presses a kiss to the corner of Astarion's smiling mouth. ]
Keep those pretty eyes fixed on locks and cloaks.
[ Like telling a child at a candy store that he can only choose one treat. ]