[ Gale was almost tempted to make a 'buy me dinner first' joke, but he did not-- instead he shifted so as to make himself even more comfortable. He was relieved that he was not horribly tasting like he had feared, of course this meant that he would be getting probably cat eyes from the other man, large and wide eyed-- though he knew that Astarion would always ask permission.

He'd asked it of Tav, no doubt he would ask it of him.

But Gale did not trust his ability not to resist. Though that was not within his framework. ] I told you to stop because my orb was starting to quake, I figured that was a good stopping point.

[ Would not do to blow the shingles off this place where they were staying. ]

I suppose that, if it is not vile to you.. we could do this often. [ What was Gale getting in return? Contact, because even though he would not admit it, he craved closeness and intimacy even if it was arms around his shoulders as Astarion used him as a glorified capri sun (which he totally did not know what that was). ]