It's a lace fastening at the side, which Astarion reaches to tug open. The touch between his thighs is undeniably quite distracting.
"Let's save that for next time," he murmurs. "I'd be more than happy with one of your many capable hands."
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It's a lace fastening at the side, which Astarion reaches to tug open. The touch between his thighs is undeniably quite distracting.
"Let's save that for next time," he murmurs. "I'd be more than happy with one of your many capable hands."