[ It was fun while it lasted, at least. But Astarion does indeed still when Xenk grabs him. He's proud of himself for the way he doesn't flinch or pull away, like he might have, once. Every year that goes by he loses more of the tells that give away that he once had no agency of his own to speak of. Things like this don't bother him in the way they used to.
It feels good. It feels powerful, to know that those vampires no longer had influence over him. That his human life was so meaningless now that even his body no longer reacted poorly to things. It knew what it was like to be free, to have a say in things.
It's a welcome and warm thought. When the lecture is over, he's left with his wrist still in Xenk's hold and he looks down at it and then up at Xenk's face, the corner of his mouth turning into a grin. ]
Someone's eager. They can get their subject untied without me, so I'm all yours now.
cw: referenced enthrallment/noncon
It feels good. It feels powerful, to know that those vampires no longer had influence over him. That his human life was so meaningless now that even his body no longer reacted poorly to things. It knew what it was like to be free, to have a say in things.
It's a welcome and warm thought. When the lecture is over, he's left with his wrist still in Xenk's hold and he looks down at it and then up at Xenk's face, the corner of his mouth turning into a grin. ]
Someone's eager. They can get their subject untied without me, so I'm all yours now.