Astarion is going to get lifted up by the ass and carried to his bed without further ado or comment: he doesn't want to think which means he's not. Nope. He's lifting up his-

Fuck it, his-

Can he? He should. He wants to-

His-

His.

He'll put all that effort to putting Astarion onto the bed smoothly and kissing him into it like it's the only way to breathe in a vacuum.