[He was already breathing in at the soft kiss, but the breath becomes sharp with desire at the feel of those teeth sinking into his flesh. His hips twitch upwards as if chasing the feeling but he does his best to still them, to not dislodge Astarion from where he feeds on him.
His arousal stirs and strengthens, his desire for the vampire wasn't something he bothered to mask away or hide.
When it came to Astarion, he was an open book.]
You flatter me, but it is you who is the best of us.
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His arousal stirs and strengthens, his desire for the vampire wasn't something he bothered to mask away or hide.
When it came to Astarion, he was an open book.]
You flatter me, but it is you who is the best of us.