"Yes, I think so," he agrees. Astarion is so beautiful, and seeing him enjoy what he's doing makes it all the better for Jedao. And the constant contrast between Jedao's nakedness and Astarion's neat clothes, the imbalance and vulnerability of it, also gives him a wonderful little thrill.
Jedao squeaks in delight at the minuteness and delicacy of the cut, the way the tiny sting demands attention. He holds himself still, making sure not to jerk against the blade, but a little muscle jumps in his calf instead, the reaction disjointed by sheer will, trying to be good and still and let Astarion control exactly how intense it is or isn't at any moment. Eventually, though, he's probably going to need restraints when his control fails.
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Date: 2024-05-04 07:36 pm (UTC)Jedao squeaks in delight at the minuteness and delicacy of the cut, the way the tiny sting demands attention. He holds himself still, making sure not to jerk against the blade, but a little muscle jumps in his calf instead, the reaction disjointed by sheer will, trying to be good and still and let Astarion control exactly how intense it is or isn't at any moment. Eventually, though, he's probably going to need restraints when his control fails.