[ Astarion's had nothing to possess in a long, long time. There's a truth to Gale's light observation that might shift the ground beneath Astarion's feet, were he to take a moment to properly sit with it.
There was no room to want when he was at Cazador's beck and call, when he existed for his master and his master only. He's never wanted most of his marks, was rarely in the room with his body as he bedded and betrayed them. But he doesn't have to betray Gale, and he doesn't think Gale is likely to betray him, and he doesn't quite understand the enormity of what that could mean.
Astarion laves his tongue over the mark he's just left and then huffs a soft breath against Gale's neck, pulling back enough to look at him as Gale undoes the laces of his shirt. ]
I'd tell them to get their own wizard to chew on. [ He leans in to kiss him more fervently, open-mouthed and hungry as he cups Gale's jaw in his hands. ]
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There was no room to want when he was at Cazador's beck and call, when he existed for his master and his master only. He's never wanted most of his marks, was rarely in the room with his body as he bedded and betrayed them. But he doesn't have to betray Gale, and he doesn't think Gale is likely to betray him, and he doesn't quite understand the enormity of what that could mean.
Astarion laves his tongue over the mark he's just left and then huffs a soft breath against Gale's neck, pulling back enough to look at him as Gale undoes the laces of his shirt. ]
I'd tell them to get their own wizard to chew on. [ He leans in to kiss him more fervently, open-mouthed and hungry as he cups Gale's jaw in his hands. ]