The loud moan Astarion smothers against his mouth is answer enough anyway.
He's slowly writhing on his lover's lap, pushing his erection through the
warm tunnel of his fist. His fingertips dig into his shoulders.
"Mm-!"
He pulls away just barely, kissing a trail down to the side of his neck,
feeling the throb of his pulse under his lips. His mouth waters.
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Date: 2025-02-25 08:20 pm (UTC)The loud moan Astarion smothers against his mouth is answer enough anyway. He's slowly writhing on his lover's lap, pushing his erection through the warm tunnel of his fist. His fingertips dig into his shoulders.
"Mm-!"
He pulls away just barely, kissing a trail down to the side of his neck, feeling the throb of his pulse under his lips. His mouth waters.
"Jacob - can I...?"