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๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘˜๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘  ([personal profile] corporeity) wrote in [personal profile] thirsted 2025-01-08 09:04 pm (UTC)

[ Astarion gifts him so much, culminating in that second, unexpected kiss. Offered freely, no influence but Gale himself to account for. Gale doesnโ€™t let him go, isnโ€™t sure he could, thinking, madly, what fool would ever wish to be anywhere but here? What matter the heavens, with earthly delights so bright? ]

Wow.

[ wholly captivated, despite that note of surprise, leaning forward like heโ€™s awfully tempted to kiss Astarion again and again and again until they havenโ€™t the faintest idea who is kissing who. Too much, too fast, possibly born of the same instinct that carried him around a darkened bend to an eerie glow. To have or to please โ€” reigned in, to the barest press forehead-to-forehead, nose-to-nose before he lifts his head to a sociable distance. ]

Until midnight.

[ Echoed like a reminder to himself. Hopeful as a pup by the door, head tipped to one side. Gale lets his hand fall away from Astarionโ€™s face, skimming down his arm to re-entwine their fingers. ]

Itโ€™ll be worth the wait.

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