[ Rude!! He has every intention of totally blowing Iorveth's mind all day in the sun. Delusional, maybe, considering his preference is to be held for hours afterward so he has confirmation that Iorveth still loves him, but 'delusional' is his favorite thing to be.
Whatever. Whether or not he's actually capable of such degeneracy will have to wait. While Iorveth locks the door to keep wandering cockblocks out, Astarion gets to work on untying this stupid, ugly cloak. Iorveth made the ties very secure (which is impossibly adorable, and he's filled with another surge of love), so it takes a little fumbling to undo them. Once they're loosened, he very carefully folds the cloak and places it atop the dresser. It may be ugly, but it's also the most precious thing he owns.
Cloakless now, he leans against the dresser, posing seductively as if he isn't still in his PJs. ]
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Whatever. Whether or not he's actually capable of such degeneracy will have to wait. While Iorveth locks the door to keep wandering cockblocks out, Astarion gets to work on untying this stupid, ugly cloak. Iorveth made the ties very secure (which is impossibly adorable, and he's filled with another surge of love), so it takes a little fumbling to undo them. Once they're loosened, he very carefully folds the cloak and places it atop the dresser. It may be ugly, but it's also the most precious thing he owns.
Cloakless now, he leans against the dresser, posing seductively as if he isn't still in his PJs. ]
Much better.