[ Karlach's reaction is enough to solidify in Astarion's mind that tonight is going to happen the way that he expects: she is just so excited by the idea of the two of them spending the night together that he cannot bear to take it from her. How could he? After so long of not being able to touch people, after so long of being unable to share any kind of intimacy... Of course her desire would be for the two of them to tumble. He cannot blame her, not even a little.
What is going to have to happen is a little decompartmentalising. Astarion is already aware of the fact that he is going to have to tuck his own feelings away in order to give Karlach what she deserves; she has been kind enough to him, after all, indulging in some of his more eccentric sentiments. What is he supposed to do, say no to her? Refuse her, after all the promises and whispers they've shared? It just isn't possible.
His little smile stays in place, coy and smirkish as he watches her, and his eyes drag over her form. It's so easy to fall into the role he had thought he'd left behind him, to seduce and give her pleasure. At least this time he is not required to give her to Cazador: he'd sooner die.
Leaning up, he presses a little kiss to the corner of her mouth, not quite meeting her eyes as he turns away. ]
I am sure you'll be quick to remember, and if not? I can fill in the blanks.
[ He's bending to pick up his bag, turning to flick his eyes back to her. ]
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What is going to have to happen is a little decompartmentalising. Astarion is already aware of the fact that he is going to have to tuck his own feelings away in order to give Karlach what she deserves; she has been kind enough to him, after all, indulging in some of his more eccentric sentiments. What is he supposed to do, say no to her? Refuse her, after all the promises and whispers they've shared? It just isn't possible.
His little smile stays in place, coy and smirkish as he watches her, and his eyes drag over her form. It's so easy to fall into the role he had thought he'd left behind him, to seduce and give her pleasure. At least this time he is not required to give her to Cazador: he'd sooner die.
Leaning up, he presses a little kiss to the corner of her mouth, not quite meeting her eyes as he turns away. ]
I am sure you'll be quick to remember, and if not? I can fill in the blanks.
[ He's bending to pick up his bag, turning to flick his eyes back to her. ]
Come to me. Tonight.