"You're fucking spoiling me," Astarion retorts, archly, but the twinkle in
his eye is unmistakable.
He shivers at the touch of Jacob's fingers, his knees hitching up and apart
to make it easier. There's a fleeting moment of discomfort, and then it
ends and he gasps softly, pressing down against the intrusion.
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"You're fucking spoiling me," Astarion retorts, archly, but the twinkle in his eye is unmistakable.
He shivers at the touch of Jacob's fingers, his knees hitching up and apart to make it easier. There's a fleeting moment of discomfort, and then it ends and he gasps softly, pressing down against the intrusion.
"Jacob-"