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My Gale and Dark Gale AU
Staying clung to him. If Astarion wants to move anywhere he’ll have to carry the wizard around.
“We should go out one of these nights… Maybe on a little date in the city?”
Biting his lip, Gale chases the man’s lips only to be distracted by kisses elsewhere.
The rogue’s honeyed words send chills through him and he’s basically pulling Astarion to their tent.
His hands rise to clasp Astarion’s face whilst they kiss deeply. His desperation makes him sloppy, moaning without restraint.
The question is met with a crooked smirk, “I may have a slight idea… If what’s prodding me 𝘪𝘴𝘯𝘵 the pommel of your dagger.”
Astarion chuckles, amused by the wizard's choice of words. If there's one sort of magic he excels at, it's charm.
"You're one to talk~"
He retorts, closing the distance between them and capturing Gale's lips with his own, hot and heavy.
“… you know me all too well.” Gale mutters, looking at him with blown pupils. They’re so close, their noses almost touch.
“There’s no need in hiding it any longer… I am under your spell I’m afraid.”
Astarion’s words immediately make him blush and his eyes widen.
Honestly, Gale was trying to play off how needy he’s been feeling. Not wanting Astarion to feel overwhelmed or pressured by anything. So for Astarion to initiate is a very pleasant surprise.
Astarion hums dreamily as he trails kisses along Gale's jaw, still a little pleasantly hazy from his recent meal.
"Wonder if it has anything to do with why you're so particularly 𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 for a bite today..."
“Perhaps it could…”
He can feel the ache already, like a thrumming that only grows louder. The hands on his hips only fuels it. Deeper.
He feels a little light headed, a little euphoric. His head is in the cloud and undoubtedly in his pants.