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`` 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 you wish. ``
another kiss to his temple ;
more wine had been brought ,
still reaching for his own.
`` 𝒾 do hope you're enjoying
yourself. ``
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sebastian purrs , eyes closing as he kisses again . hands resting on astarion’s forearms . he remembers the night — when he was taught* .
fangs nip at astarion’s lips .
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at 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 .̲.̲.̲ to feel , to savor ,
to relish his lips 'pon his once
more would steal his 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡
away. lithe fingers splayed over
his cheek , along his jaw.
drawing him 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 , closer.
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sebastian would never admit to god or devils the noise he makes , pressing his lips to astarion’s . it’s messy , out of practice from the last time they kissed .
he breathes , pulling him closer .
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`` 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 for 𝘺𝘰𝘶 , i'm a
mess ~ .̲.̲.̲ ``
one hand beneath his chin
would force his gaze ; lips
just barely ghosting over the
others.
`` then 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 me .̲.̲.̲ ``
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“ i don’t want better . i don’t want some stupid fool that’s got his life perfectly figured out .”
he turns to astarion , squeezing his hands . “ i want you .”
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a posh bubble of laughter left
his lips——lips pressing against
his blonde hair.
`` 𝓂𝓂 , how unfortunate
you're stuck with perfection. ``
a soft hum.
`` even though 𝐲𝐨𝐮 deserve better
than me- ``
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sebastian’s lips curl , eyes squeezing shut as he buries his face against astarion’s shoulder . he’d expected worse .
he’d lived worse .
“ stop being so - fucking perfect . it’s infuriating ,” he whispers .
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well– it certainly wasn't
something he would expect ,
but never would be be
displeased by such a reveal.
a͟starion shook his head ,
bringing both of s͟ebastian's
hands to his lips. kissing
them once. »
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sebastian is restless in his seat . fidgeting . eyes seeming to track everywhere but right in front of him .
“ i ..”
fuck .
“ i transitioned when i got older . when i - when i started studying to be a teacher , and my life +
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« `` my sweet s͟ebastian .̲.̲.̲
do you think i'd care .ᐣ
𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 , you must know 𝒾
could give 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 .ᐣ my
dear , it's 𝐲𝐨𝐮 who 𝒾
fancy .̲.̲.̲ regardless of
who you use to be. »
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brows furrowed as he began ,
hands finding those of the
spawn's once more. attempting
to calm , once more.
`` 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨-- 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜- .̲.̲.̲
ease yourself .̲.̲.̲
what 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 does that mean .ᐣ `` »
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shifting , sipping on his own wine . his heart pounds , a slow breath taken .
easy .
“ i — … i wasn’t ,” he starts .
fuck .
“ i didn’t tell you when we met . it didn’t seem relevant , and then we never saw each other +
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`` 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 so easy to 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳. ``
amusement danced along rosé
lips beginning to stained with
wine. his smirk now hidden
briefly into the glass of wine.
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