[ Iorveth fills in that blank anyway: "did I do something wrong". The answer is no, and that's the worst part－ it's unpleasant to be held responsible for something that didn't even happen.
Another slow shift, before he reaches to move Astarion's touch back to his waist. He lets their hands rest there, his palm to the back of Astarion's hand, a clumsy sandwich. ]
I thought you might be tired of tending to someone else. [ Bluntly. Iorveth tips his head, his expression calm but watchful, his single green eye slightly sharper in focus but still arousal-warm.
He pauses there, and takes a moment to reassess. Then, he adds: ] Besides, I'm not accustomed to... [ A wave of his free hand, as if to say all this. ] ...Hm.
[ Gods, this is stupid. He regroups, trying not to sound like he's being snappish. ] You can imagine that it's slightly embarrassing to have you know that my cock reacts so readily to your teeth.
[ Again: it's not like Astarion asked Iorveth to get a boner from being bitten. Most people wouldn't get a boner from being bitten. Sounds like an Iorveth is a Freak Issue, really. ]
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Another slow shift, before he reaches to move Astarion's touch back to his waist. He lets their hands rest there, his palm to the back of Astarion's hand, a clumsy sandwich. ]
I thought you might be tired of tending to someone else. [ Bluntly. Iorveth tips his head, his expression calm but watchful, his single green eye slightly sharper in focus but still arousal-warm.
He pauses there, and takes a moment to reassess. Then, he adds: ] Besides, I'm not accustomed to... [ A wave of his free hand, as if to say all this. ] ...Hm.
[ Gods, this is stupid. He regroups, trying not to sound like he's being snappish. ] You can imagine that it's slightly embarrassing to have you know that my cock reacts so readily to your teeth.
[ Again: it's not like Astarion asked Iorveth to get a boner from being bitten. Most people wouldn't get a boner from being bitten. Sounds like an Iorveth is a Freak Issue, really. ]