@bythehells Yeah...?
[His voice, slightly husky from lack of use for several hours, carries a lilt to it. Cocky, but... soft. Always soft for the vampire. Head tilting, he makes a pleased sound at the nuzzling.]
Have fun, though?
@bythehells 'Course.
[Exhaling - the type of breath that relaxes his entire body and melts his back and Astarion's front together - he curves his hand over the vampire's hip like an anchor.]
Did you miss /me/...?
@bythehells [Rather than nodding, or speaking, he stands without letting go of his pretty partner and begins walking slowly to the door. His mouth rarely leaves the man's neck, kissing and nipping until the skin is flushed with temporary marks.]
@bythehells [The attention to his hair sends shivers down his spine, a wonderfully human sensation he's yet to tire of. He hums his pleasure low in his throat, teeth grazing porcelain skin.]
@bythehells Oh, there's no such thing as a bad pair of eyes.
[Like pizza, and sex, even if they're terrible, they're still good. Hefting his lover a little closer on his lap, he in return begins kissing down the side of the vampire's neck.]
@bythehells [His eyes open after a few seconds, fingers tightening on the small of Astarion's waist. His lips brush his partner's, featherlight.]
He was as unremarkable as his blood.
@bythehells [It is very much the same, and it's their closeness that makes him comfortable enough to do so. His head tilts back as he eats - the first, then the second, to keep blood from spilling down his cheek. When he's finished chewing there's a moment of silence as the memories settle.]
@bythehells [He can almost taste it already. Making no move to extricate Astarion from his lap, he takes one of the fragile orbs and, small mouths opening wide, slips one into the right. As it closes, crushes it between the teeth, it makes a wet sound.]
... Mm...
@bythehells [His head tilts again, smile mild and warm.]
No. Stay.
[Squeezing the hip, he lifts his palm - eyes, exposed, point up at the ceiling in the centre of the bloody cloth.]
@bythehells [Feigning (but not really completely feigning) being flattered at the remark, he chuckles and tips his head to the side. One hand naturally finds purchase on the man's hip.]
I know I'll always have a fan in you.
@bythehells [Emitting an amused breath through his nostrils, he shakes his head, lips curved up at the corners.]
Well, that's a shame.
[The hand still on Astarion's waist is now used to uncover the eyes. Green. Rare.]
Pretty.
@bythehells feels the weight of a pair of eyes, sweet and moist, as he tilts his head to peer at his partner. The Nightmare doesn't tend to hide his expressions or emotions, and at present neither of them suggest he's upset.]
What was he like?
@bythehells [He knows what objects are contained within the fabric before they're revealed, purely by their scent. While perhaps some time ago he would have been vexed by this offering - and their relationship is most likely the catalyst for this change of heart - he accepts it in his palm;
@bythehells [Both hands settle symmetrically upon Astarion's waist as his uncovered eyes blink, small teeth not touching. It doesn't bother him in the slightest that his lover went out for a treat, and he nuzzles his open mouth against the vampire's.]
I can smell him on you.
@bythehells I can think of a few things...
[Glancing sidelong at the vampire, who despite his pallor glows in the sun, the Nightmare smirks. Then returns his attention to the road, cup to his lips.]