Oh. [ Slutty, no. It's a bit wanton, but to be wanted so badly by someone who's normally so tightly controlled, bad enough that he grinds against Astarion's palm so freely, is exhilarating. That's power, he thinks, to be able to have an unrepentant terrorist, a prolific killer, rock needily against his hand. He wishes that it were his hips Iorveth were grinding against and not his hand, their erections sliding against each other, but—
That would probably hurt pretty fucking bad right about now, so he'll take a rain check on that.
He can't quite achieve the same rocking motion as Iorveth with such a large part of his body out of commission, which is frustrating; he whines a little out of frustration, before roughly stroking downward in an attempt to encourage more from Iorveth. He'd wanted Iorveth to take it gentle and slow, yes, but he's also awful at getting teased. Impatient, restless. ]
I don't care, [ is a belated response to Iorveth. ] You'll feel only pleasure all day.
[ Not a realistic goal, and not one he really thinks Iorveth would even want, but in the haze of arousal, it does feel nice to imagine a world where all he has to worry about is fucking Iorveth until they get tired and then cuddling him until they get a second wind. ]
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That would probably hurt pretty fucking bad right about now, so he'll take a rain check on that.
He can't quite achieve the same rocking motion as Iorveth with such a large part of his body out of commission, which is frustrating; he whines a little out of frustration, before roughly stroking downward in an attempt to encourage more from Iorveth. He'd wanted Iorveth to take it gentle and slow, yes, but he's also awful at getting teased. Impatient, restless. ]
I don't care, [ is a belated response to Iorveth. ] You'll feel only pleasure all day.
[ Not a realistic goal, and not one he really thinks Iorveth would even want, but in the haze of arousal, it does feel nice to imagine a world where all he has to worry about is fucking Iorveth until they get tired and then cuddling him until they get a second wind. ]