[He touches the scars on his neck at that remark, frowning for a moment. It's an unsatisfactory pitch, as Astarion would much rather sink his teeth into Taryon's neck--in as tender of a way as possible, of course.
But the offer of even a taste of his blood? Even if Astarion is sure it would barely satiate his hunger, that simple offer can't be turned down.]
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[He touches the scars on his neck at that remark, frowning for a moment. It's an unsatisfactory pitch, as Astarion would much rather sink his teeth into Taryon's neck--in as tender of a way as possible, of course.
But the offer of even a taste of his blood? Even if Astarion is sure it would barely satiate his hunger, that simple offer can't be turned down.]
I wouldn't say no to a taste of you, my dear.