( oh . that hit . hard enough that his fragile ego cracks and his ears droop , eyes widen . frightened for a split second like prey that he has been * seen. before long , his posture corrects and he dismisses it with a flamboyant toss of his head. )
( he certainly does come in for more , chasing his lips with nibbling kisses . hands reaching to grasp lightly at the shirt . the motions of his fingers could almost be taken to kneading . soft purrs eminate from the back of the elf's throat. )
darling , i might be addicted
is more divine than mine .
( a wry smirk. )
when the time comes then . we have time between now and baldur's gate for you to change your mind . as you say , people aren't fond of the undead .
it's hardwired into me to believe there are more ulterior motives than us simply being companions .
( he doesn't try to doubt valenya . he worries his lower lip with a fang. )
something i am sure you share too . we are cut from the same cloth in that regard , though yours
over the screech of your singing voice , absolutely not .
( he did and he loved it . finally astarion sighs and drops the act. )
it was .. lovely . i enjoyed it . now don't let that praise get to your head .
( head turning away . )
it was awful . terrible . boring . you could have spent the time it took wobbling on stage to pay attention to me instead .
( cracks an eye open and glances ... )
.... ( sigh ) i suppose it was acceptable . did you have fun ?
i will pass on the ' magic fingers ' for now , darling .
( there was still so much he hasnt told isaac about .. the scars on his back, the full extent of β no , he won't listen. simply basks in the enjoyment of the present. )
just hold me .
( a rich laugh escapes him. )
magic fingers ? darling , you make this too easy. petting me β are you comparing me to those beastly animals like a cat ?
( little ear flutters, he's clearly teasing him. leaning forward to nuzzle at his neck appreciatively. )
ugh , that feels amazing .
( head tilted this way and that for the ear pets . eventually he does halt isaac . like a cat that has decided he's had enough fuss. )
no more . i'm content now .
i have ways of silencing those words .
( a brief little kiss to his lips β still euphoric that he can simply * do that and not be demanded around . the rush of choice was as scary as it was exhilarating. also , rest in pieces isaac's tunic . )
i don't doubt your ability when i warn you of this , but cazador β
( his tone is almost frantic , lips pursed. )
β he is an elf too . he has been unchallenged for a while and has complete mastery over his vampiric abilities . to confront him just for me is β