John would answer that Astarion has no idea the level of fuck up he can manage without effort, almost effortlessly, but then Astarion is kissing him and he's weak. He's a weak weak man and he wants to kiss him so much it burns in his gut so he's going to do that instead of talking.
A man capable of immeasurable fucking up, and a man who hates himself so
much he'd accept almost any degree of mistreatment because it'd still be
an improvement on what he's used to. Ideal. Excellent.
Astarion draws away by just a hair's breadth.
"'Making out' and biting, you said? An excellent agenda."
"Making out and biting," he repeats with a nod as he looks towards the bed. Then he's turning to kiss him again. The biting is Astarion's department, after all.
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A man capable of immeasurable fucking up, and a man who hates himself so much he'd accept almost any degree of mistreatment because it'd still be an improvement on what he's used to. Ideal. Excellent.
Astarion draws away by just a hair's breadth.
"'Making out' and biting, you said? An excellent agenda."
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