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Gale shot him a smirk. “You’re in a bit of a killjoy mood today, huh?”
Astarion shrugged and gestured at his face. “Come kiss it better?”
Gale stood with a languid stretch that showed off the long, lean lines of their abs. Astarion’s eyes trailed down past the line of dark hair to a triple set of waistbands slung increasingly low across trim hips—the strings of a thong, the waistband of their well-worn cotton boxers, and the thick denim of Gale’s favorite JNCOs. Astarion watched the little stack of fabric shift as Gale walked closer to him, purposefully swaying their hips for Astarion’s benefit.
“Can I have a hit of that?” they asked, gesturing towards the joint with their chin.
Nodding and taking a deep drag, Astarion tipped his face up at Gale with an expectant look. Without missing a beat Gale leaned down and pressed their open mouth to Astarion’s, sucking in as Astarion blew out.
A lovely Saturday evening in which Astarion gets high and watches MTV while Gale cockwarms him.