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Astarion AncunĂ­n ([personal profile] sixfeetofdirt) wrote2023-09-19 03:13 pm

TLV: IC Contact

Careful; I bite.
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[personal profile] weaponwithoutpurpose 2024-09-18 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Jacob leans down and kisses him again, gentle this time.

"Yeah. Me, too. Neither of us are good at that part." He pauses. "And I meant what I said. I don't- give a shit that you're sleeping with other people as long as you want it." He almost leaves it at that. Almost. "But - I think I'm done with it for a while. Makes shit messy, for me."
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[personal profile] weaponwithoutpurpose 2024-09-18 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He runs his fingers through Astarion's hair as he settles back down.

"I didn't know that," he argues gently. "That you didn't care. Like I said, we aren't good at the talking part sometimes."
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[personal profile] weaponwithoutpurpose 2024-09-18 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
What a concept! Jacob chuckles softly, eyes closing as he reaches down for the blanket.

"That doesn't mean you don't want it," he remarks, mostly teasing.
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[personal profile] weaponwithoutpurpose 2024-09-18 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I believe that."

He takes a long breath and lets it out, relaxing. "Tell your cat not to sleep on my face in the morning," he mutters.
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[personal profile] weaponwithoutpurpose 2024-09-18 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
He groans, mostly for show, and gives him one last kiss in the dark before he settles down to actually sleep.