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π‘”π‘Žπ‘™π‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘˜π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘œπ‘  ([personal profile] corporeity) wrote in [personal profile] thirsted 2025-03-26 05:42 pm (UTC)

[ For a moment, Gale can hardly think, wholly absorbed in the feeling of Astarion’s hand on him, the promise of it wandering the expanse of his chest β€” in time β€” at his leisure β€” because he wants to. A flush rises in his cheeks that has nothing to do with the heat or the steam. ]

Our room. [ agreed and affirmed. ] Yes, we shall.

[ Why wait to start their life together in the after, when they have each other now? As ever, he looks utterly transfixed by Astarion’s babbling, his fine features made even more handsome by his brilliant smile, briefly undimmed by self-consciousness. Nothing of that kind to worry about, is there, in their world of two.

As Astarion pulls away, Gale catches his hand to kiss his fingertips, trying to keep him there a little while longer. ]


I left a token for you on the study desk, you know. [ slyly, ] Before I was altogether misfortunate in the evening, I was lucky in the scavenger hunt.

[ Finding a necklace in the shape of a crescent moon, like the symbol of his house, of Waterdeep, and accented with an opal, the same as the earring Astarion gifted him. ]

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