[ For someone who so frequently says things that make Astarion fume, Iorveth really does know just what to say when it comes down to it. If he'd have overreacted, pulled away, Astarion would have felt— horrible. Like Iorveth thought him too messed up to touch. But he doesn't, only kisses him softly, and Astarion feels loved despite his baggage. Every inch of him relaxes in relief.
He hasn't the slightest idea if Iorveth actually means any of this, or if it's simply to make Astarion feel better. Maybe he really wishes he didn't have to handle Astarion with so much care, that they could just be together without having to think so much about it. In a decade, though, in a century, Astarion likes to think he won't even remember what it was like to be touched by somebody who didn't love him, and then he can make it up to Iorveth tenfold. ]
Betrothed, [ he echoes with a laugh. It's a ridiculous thing to say. If it weren't coming out of Iorveth's mouth, he'd roll his eyes and groan, exasperated. Somehow, though, hearing it in Iorveth's so-serious voice makes him... well, atwitter. With his good hand, he reaches up to rub his thumb across the helix of Iorveth's pointy ear, the way one might rub the ear of a friendly fox. ] I rather like the sound of that.
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He hasn't the slightest idea if Iorveth actually means any of this, or if it's simply to make Astarion feel better. Maybe he really wishes he didn't have to handle Astarion with so much care, that they could just be together without having to think so much about it. In a decade, though, in a century, Astarion likes to think he won't even remember what it was like to be touched by somebody who didn't love him, and then he can make it up to Iorveth tenfold. ]
Betrothed, [ he echoes with a laugh. It's a ridiculous thing to say. If it weren't coming out of Iorveth's mouth, he'd roll his eyes and groan, exasperated. Somehow, though, hearing it in Iorveth's so-serious voice makes him... well, atwitter. With his good hand, he reaches up to rub his thumb across the helix of Iorveth's pointy ear, the way one might rub the ear of a friendly fox. ] I rather like the sound of that.