“Well we certainly got it moving tonight— right out of your body, in fact.”
Spoken slyly as his own lips curl upwards by a narrow difference of degrees— the fault of Fenris’ own amusement, and it lingers still as he turns back to tending to the bandaging before him: salve applied once cleaned, packed with fresher gauze, another stretch of bandaging smoothed down with careful hands that purposefully avoid streaks of glowing silver.
And when it’s done, he scoots in closer to Fenris’ side, hovering over him fully this time, curls slung low from gravity, looming little more than a few inches from that unspeakably pretty face.
“Next time you can actually manage to sit up without toppling over, I’ll take you outside for a spin.”
What’s a spin qualify as, exactly? Who knows. Astarion opts to stoop low, catching Fenris’ mouth in a senselessly hungering kiss (one that still tastes of himself as much as lilac, he finds— and not at all unpleasant for it).
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Spoken slyly as his own lips curl upwards by a narrow difference of degrees— the fault of Fenris’ own amusement, and it lingers still as he turns back to tending to the bandaging before him: salve applied once cleaned, packed with fresher gauze, another stretch of bandaging smoothed down with careful hands that purposefully avoid streaks of glowing silver.
And when it’s done, he scoots in closer to Fenris’ side, hovering over him fully this time, curls slung low from gravity, looming little more than a few inches from that unspeakably pretty face.
“Next time you can actually manage to sit up without toppling over, I’ll take you outside for a spin.”
What’s a spin qualify as, exactly? Who knows. Astarion opts to stoop low, catching Fenris’ mouth in a senselessly hungering kiss (one that still tastes of himself as much as lilac, he finds— and not at all unpleasant for it).
Broken only when he adds:
“And after that, we’ll spar.”