[ Astarion could forbid sex until the end of his days, as long as Iorveth is given permission to spend lazy mid-afternoons with him like this, unhurried and unburdened. He's mapping the curve of Astarion's waist when he's requested to relinquish his arm, and he complies with a certain measure of reluctance, if only because he was enjoying the process of tracing Astarion's outline.
Regarding the pawing of the previous night, Iorveth refrains from pointing out that it really didn't matter to the spawn that it was his arm, and that they would have reacted in the same way to any arm attached to a warm body; he knows that that's not the point, and the thought that Astarion could covet him in the way that he's expressing makes him feel slightly warmer under his collar. ]
Funny, [ he breathes, letting Astarion see the soft stretch of skin along his inner arm. ] I couldn't stand the feeling of being pawed at by someone who wasn't you.
[ Not a line― just a simple statement of fact. It really had repulsed him, feeling cool fingers that weren't Astarion's root around for his pulse. He shudders at the memory of it, and shakes his head to dispel the unwanted phantom sensation of an ice-cold palm against his elbow. ]
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Regarding the pawing of the previous night, Iorveth refrains from pointing out that it really didn't matter to the spawn that it was his arm, and that they would have reacted in the same way to any arm attached to a warm body; he knows that that's not the point, and the thought that Astarion could covet him in the way that he's expressing makes him feel slightly warmer under his collar. ]
Funny, [ he breathes, letting Astarion see the soft stretch of skin along his inner arm. ] I couldn't stand the feeling of being pawed at by someone who wasn't you.
[ Not a line― just a simple statement of fact. It really had repulsed him, feeling cool fingers that weren't Astarion's root around for his pulse. He shudders at the memory of it, and shakes his head to dispel the unwanted phantom sensation of an ice-cold palm against his elbow. ]
―Give me your teeth.