Gods [he left you two alone for five minutes— don't think he didn't see the look you both had on your faces when he came back from his washroom stint.] what did she say to you.
[Halfway through tugging off his shirt, elaborate jewelry jingling in the second before he lifts his hair, hoisting it high above the nape of his neck (it doesn't matter that they're still in the middle of bickering warfare over what Fenris' duties are or aren't in regards to undressing Astarion after a long day; the sun elf still commits to expectantly waiting to see if and when his bodyguard will act as nursemaid and dourly-irate-lady-in-waiting both), just for fun. Still catching the edge of Fenris' attention through the corner of his mirror, just like that first night.
He's captivated, as today's gone and proved.
That doesn't make him well-behaved.]
Dalyria, I mean. [Violet at least is predictable as taxes. And just as mean.
As for the rest— mysterious reminder included— he'll circle back once he's assessed the damage to his carefully manicured reputation.]
no subject
[Halfway through tugging off his shirt, elaborate jewelry jingling in the second before he lifts his hair, hoisting it high above the nape of his neck (it doesn't matter that they're still in the middle of bickering warfare over what Fenris' duties are or aren't in regards to undressing Astarion after a long day; the sun elf still commits to expectantly waiting to see if and when his bodyguard will act as nursemaid and dourly-irate-lady-in-waiting both), just for fun. Still catching the edge of Fenris' attention through the corner of his mirror, just like that first night.
He's captivated, as today's gone and proved.
That doesn't make him well-behaved.]
Dalyria, I mean. [Violet at least is predictable as taxes. And just as mean.
As for the rest— mysterious reminder included— he'll circle back once he's assessed the damage to his carefully manicured reputation.]