I like it. It's freeing. I know that seems backwards, but...

[ Astarion shrugs. He nips Fenris's skin again, but he really needs to get him out of these pants before he goes any further. So he reaches up to undo the fastenings. ]

it's ultimately my decision. How long to be tied up. How they can tie me. If I want to be touched. If I want to be admired.

[ He starts to drag Fenris's pants down as he explains, kissing his way down fenris's thigh between points. ]