[There's a quiver through his body at being called Leto, as if the name on Astarion's lips has so much power over him. Like Astarion, only the other vampire would ever have permission to call him by his original name. Xenk uses it to taunt him, Fenris wants to stab him through every time that name leaves anyone's mouth other than Astarion's.
It takes no effort to get Fenris sitting on the edge, looking up at Astarion with such devotion and want before the man falls to his knees. Meeting those red eyes with his black, want making his body and teeth ache for the other vampire. He was eager to sink his teeth into him, drinking from him, but he was a hunter, he has so much patience, so even if he wants to pull him close and treat him like porcelain as he drinks from him, he waits. He rather give than take.]
I would never protest letting you have your fill of me. [His hand comes to cup Astarion's face gently, thumb running over his cheek.]
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It takes no effort to get Fenris sitting on the edge, looking up at Astarion with such devotion and want before the man falls to his knees. Meeting those red eyes with his black, want making his body and teeth ache for the other vampire. He was eager to sink his teeth into him, drinking from him, but he was a hunter, he has so much patience, so even if he wants to pull him close and treat him like porcelain as he drinks from him, he waits. He rather give than take.]
I would never protest letting you have your fill of me. [His hand comes to cup Astarion's face gently, thumb running over his cheek.]
All I have to give is yours to have, my heart.