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    Concept: the Dark Urge/Durge (he/they) partially forgets that he's trans and likes to bind his chest, so Astarion (also trans) justifies wanting to help him as a way of further way of getting on his good side and manipulating him into having sex in exchange for future protection from Cazador but struggles to ignore his feelings of guilt.

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    And, Hells, now Durge's doing that awful, awkward, twitchy crooked smile of theirs, and all Astarion can do is slowly sigh. The crescent moon hangs heavy in the sky, navy darkness finally fully settling around them, their shadows darting and dancing together in the dying, crackling campfire Wyll set up a few hours ago.

    The golden flickering glow is casting harsh shadows across the Dark Urge's haggard face. His cheekbones are horridly hollow and jagged, his lips chapped and raw, his left eye keeps twitching, and his eyebags are dark enough to rival a raccoon.

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