Jedao giggles, and relaxes a little - not that he believes that for a second, but it's the kind of excuse Astarion would give if he really didn't want Jedao to pry. So it's okay if he doesn't.
"That's such wolfshit," he mumbles fondly. He lifts a hand to idly caress the shape of Astarion's patella under his clothes.
"I would like to get you off. But I'm also happy to consider it another element of your torment if you'd prefer to deny me."
It's not a plea, it's not even a request. It's just information: that Jedao would be delighted either way, that the power remains Astarion's. He more-than-half hopes Astarion does deny him, and prove that it really is his own desire behind his stone-top self control.
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Date: 2025-01-25 08:58 pm (UTC)"That's such wolfshit," he mumbles fondly. He lifts a hand to idly caress the shape of Astarion's patella under his clothes.
"I would like to get you off. But I'm also happy to consider it another element of your torment if you'd prefer to deny me."
It's not a plea, it's not even a request. It's just information: that Jedao would be delighted either way, that the power remains Astarion's. He more-than-half hopes Astarion does deny him, and prove that it really is his own desire behind his stone-top self control.