[He'd never resist a kiss, and Astarion would find him wholly obliging, dipping down to indulge, deep and heated, punctuated by a nip as his hips firmly met the curve of Astarion's ass.
There was more than one way to get some noise, of course, and while those pretty little sounds were a good start, he was keen to turn up the volume. Each stroke was deep and rolling, the speed of each thrust slowly increasing, and he broke the kiss to nip at the other man's neck. Had he noticed the scars at all? It was hard to tell, but then it was hard to imagine he'd not felt them at this point. If so, he made no commentary on them, it gave him no cause to hesitate in the slightest.
He couldn't help but allow one hand to roam, sliding upwards over Astarion's hip and along his waist, tracing along his side before slipping around to press against the small of his back. Better for the angle, it seemed, giving the other man a little more lift so as to drive himself as deeply as he could.]
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There was more than one way to get some noise, of course, and while those pretty little sounds were a good start, he was keen to turn up the volume. Each stroke was deep and rolling, the speed of each thrust slowly increasing, and he broke the kiss to nip at the other man's neck. Had he noticed the scars at all? It was hard to tell, but then it was hard to imagine he'd not felt them at this point. If so, he made no commentary on them, it gave him no cause to hesitate in the slightest.
He couldn't help but allow one hand to roam, sliding upwards over Astarion's hip and along his waist, tracing along his side before slipping around to press against the small of his back. Better for the angle, it seemed, giving the other man a little more lift so as to drive himself as deeply as he could.]