( She wants to chase after him, but she figures that's part of his game -- even though he makes it all too easy to want to grab his hips and pull him closer. But Karlach is ever careful, ever kind, and she does not once take for granted Astarion's love for her, his acceptance. The least she can do is return it in kind -- catching his hand to press an openmouthed kiss against the skin of his inner wrist, her breath hot against the coolness of his skin. )
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I'd be happy just looking at you all day.