Astarion is more than happy to weave his fingers through her hair, not pulling or steering - he hates that himself, unless he's given clear permission - but just rubbing slow little circles into her scalp.
"Feel good?" he breathes, able to see the moment Jacob sinks into her. It's a wonderful view.
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Date: 2025-03-17 11:40 am (UTC)Astarion is more than happy to weave his fingers through her hair, not pulling or steering - he hates that himself, unless he's given clear permission - but just rubbing slow little circles into her scalp.
"Feel good?" he breathes, able to see the moment Jacob sinks into her. It's a wonderful view.