[The compliment brings that smile back to his face, the expression far more sultry than before. No response, it didn't need one after all, and besides he had far better things to do with his mouth right now than banter for once.
No, the reply would be to slip downwards as Astarion spreads his legs, those same hot, open mouthed kisses he'd showered the other man with now pressed against his partner's thighs, then inward, before moving to lave a long, hot, wet line up along Astarion's cock. 'Don't worry about being gentle' might have translated to something more colored by pain for some, but the drow had other ideas. 'Roughness' after all was terribly subjective.
One could hardly call it 'gentle' after all, when after he pulled back to consider something for a moment, he dipped down to simply swallow the other rouge's length right down. No gagging, barely any hesitation, taking Astarion right to the hilt without a hint of discomfort as his tongue pressed roughly against the underside of it, the head coming to rest right at the back of his throat.
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No, the reply would be to slip downwards as Astarion spreads his legs, those same hot, open mouthed kisses he'd showered the other man with now pressed against his partner's thighs, then inward, before moving to lave a long, hot, wet line up along Astarion's cock. 'Don't worry about being gentle' might have translated to something more colored by pain for some, but the drow had other ideas. 'Roughness' after all was terribly subjective.
One could hardly call it 'gentle' after all, when after he pulled back to consider something for a moment, he dipped down to simply swallow the other rouge's length right down. No gagging, barely any hesitation, taking Astarion right to the hilt without a hint of discomfort as his tongue pressed roughly against the underside of it, the head coming to rest right at the back of his throat.
Professionalism.]