[Fortunate, or maybe unfortunate. Certainly, a missed opportunity. With the influence of the laced food, he wants nothing more than to service the man properly. Afterward, he might not entirely appreciate having his face fucked but, in this moment, he would have relished it.
Leon can practically feel the moan rumbling through Astarion's chest and the sound goes straight to his cock, a positive feedback loop that he's doing well.
Astarion earns his own groan as his hold pulls on Leon's hair, though it tapers into more of a whine when he's pushed back. He looks borderline distraught, whatever he'd been drugged with telling him he needs to keep going.
Before he can say anything, his back is on the floor and their hips are grinding together, making him gasp.]
Whatever you want. Just tell me what you want. [He'll be mortified remembering this later, the desperate edge in his breathless voice, wanting so badly to serve.]
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Leon can practically feel the moan rumbling through Astarion's chest and the sound goes straight to his cock, a positive feedback loop that he's doing well.
Astarion earns his own groan as his hold pulls on Leon's hair, though it tapers into more of a whine when he's pushed back. He looks borderline distraught, whatever he'd been drugged with telling him he needs to keep going.
Before he can say anything, his back is on the floor and their hips are grinding together, making him gasp.]
Whatever you want. Just tell me what you want. [He'll be mortified remembering this later, the desperate edge in his breathless voice, wanting so badly to serve.]