I'm no devil, darling. [ His voice low, amused before he presses another lingering kiss to the center of Gale's chest, beneath the orb. Astarion's brow creases with a shiver at the touch to his ear, catching Gale's wrist so he can twine their fingers and kiss his knuckles, murmuring against them. ] Or I'd have claimed your soul all for myself by now.
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