I think we've come a bit too far not to get carried away if...we're not careful. [Already carried away in their passions, though it was only exploratory kissing and touching, it was quite a bit for them to be getting up to in such a short space of time. Getting to know one another in the cold and in the dirt, a merry fire and a bit of friction to ease the way.
As for vast and empty, perhaps this is where Gale and Astarion were of different minds, and not surprising. A universe was not the endless void one might expect, but but a girdle of life and everything, of worlds beyond counting, beauty beyond reckoning.
Perhaps it was hard to conceptualize in the dark places Astarion had been.
When the rogue engages his lips once more for a kiss, he returns with the same gentle innocense they were playing at, wanting to pet and taste, touch and familiarize, but careful not to get too lost. Not out here, not so unguarded, but between the fire and Astarion's body and attention this was more than the warmth he required. He wondered idly if Astarion would stay here in his arms, without tents and certainty of their surrounding.]
Do you now? Well there is our little connection, unpleasant as it is, you're on my mind with surprising frequency. [Terrible. It's an awful line, but Astarion pushed him into it.]
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As for vast and empty, perhaps this is where Gale and Astarion were of different minds, and not surprising. A universe was not the endless void one might expect, but but a girdle of life and everything, of worlds beyond counting, beauty beyond reckoning.
Perhaps it was hard to conceptualize in the dark places Astarion had been.
When the rogue engages his lips once more for a kiss, he returns with the same gentle innocense they were playing at, wanting to pet and taste, touch and familiarize, but careful not to get too lost. Not out here, not so unguarded, but between the fire and Astarion's body and attention this was more than the warmth he required. He wondered idly if Astarion would stay here in his arms, without tents and certainty of their surrounding.]
Do you now? Well there is our little connection, unpleasant as it is, you're on my mind with surprising frequency. [Terrible. It's an awful line, but Astarion pushed him into it.]