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-Are you sure?-
He asked.
Gale's voice sounded soft and warm, delicate. He always went out of his way to make the situation as comfortable as possible for him, something Astarion was simply not used to.
Up until they started to get closer like this, the word comfort had meant very little to him. A concept as distant and abstract as the magic of the weave.The elf paused, his eyes dancing down the skin of his chest, peeking inside the human’s semi open robe as he laid gently down, inviting him closer. A rush of blood, adrenaline, anticipation, desire. All things he hadn’t felt sincerely in a while.
-Yes- he uttered, finding it hard to hide the desperation in his voice, dragging his fingertips across that chest, noticing the tingling static feeling of the orbs raw power pulsating next to his heart.
-I’m sure- -
Bookmark Notes:
Mmm gay. Gale teaches Astarion magic and they kiss.