[ Gale knew the moment when it happened; the moment where he found himself knowing that it could not continue any longer; as pleasurable it was to have Astarion's lips pressed against neck, that soothing sucking as the other man drained him-- there was the clue that his netherese started to flutter and it felt like jelly of sorts, a jar of jelly that was just starting to understand the very meaning of motion.
He inhaled,
He exhaled and then slowly his fingers curled against a shoulder and then he started to push against Astarion lightly. ]
No more, I do not think it is wise.. [ His breath was starting to become shaky and he did not want to hurt the vampire. ]
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He inhaled,
He exhaled and then slowly his fingers curled against a shoulder and then he started to push against Astarion lightly. ]
No more, I do not think it is wise.. [ His breath was starting to become shaky and he did not want to hurt the vampire. ]