[Taryon's eyes shoot open when Astarion isn't aiming to the side of his mouth; he's going straight for the lips. The last time it happened, his hands were around Taryon's neck while the latter was rapidly coming to a surprising conclusion. Here, the reason is known, the goal is well telegraphed, and--
He can actually be very gentle.
This is what being fully desired is like; it has been years since Taryon could remember how it felt. It's a vulnerable thing, to be open to a kiss and to see the same openness on another's face.
Taryon turns his head away, eyes quivering while he processes it. Taryon is no innocent virgin; he has been kissed before, but it has been so long since he could feel the love behind it.] Ahem. I...
[To hell with it. Taryon tilts his head to rest his lips on the bridge of Astarion's nose. It's technically a kiss, but more importantly, they can cuddle comfortably in this position.]
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He can actually be very gentle.
This is what being fully desired is like; it has been years since Taryon could remember how it felt. It's a vulnerable thing, to be open to a kiss and to see the same openness on another's face.
Taryon turns his head away, eyes quivering while he processes it. Taryon is no innocent virgin; he has been kissed before, but it has been so long since he could feel the love behind it.] Ahem. I...
[To hell with it. Taryon tilts his head to rest his lips on the bridge of Astarion's nose. It's technically a kiss, but more importantly, they can cuddle comfortably in this position.]