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In your mind, you chant, "I'm just here to get help taking off my armor; that's all, nothing else."
Astarion suggests, "Why don't you take a more comfortable seat in between my legs? It'll be much easier for me to help you with that breastplate. Those leather straps can be quite tricky to reach otherwise." He licks his lips with a languid grace. His tongue delicately traces over his canines.
You shift hesitantly into the space between Astarion's legs, the air thickening. You feel the leather of his leggings brush against the thin fabric of your pants against your thigh. The air thickens, and his red irises follow the movement of your hips as you settle.
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Astarion helps tav take off her armor and it leads to something else.