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[askastarion]

Altaire's lips curl into a smile as the Tiefling grasps the hand that was on his, intertwining their fingers together before a small laugh escapes his lips.

"Star."

A nickname Astarion insisted he only share in private escapes Altaire's lips with such tenderness, "But you're touching me right now, aren't you?" He inquires with a playful softness, now pulling their forheads away and holding up their hands as proof.

Altaire's other hand slowly trailed down Astarion's face, his fingertips tracing the pale elf's features—the way his brows furrowed when Astarion was upset, his sharp eyes that were surprisingly round in shape when he let his guard down, and his laugh lines that crinkled anytime the vampire spawn smiles. Finally, Altaire's thumb brushes over Astarion's soft lips before pulling his hand away hesitantly as he plops his head down onto the man's shoulder, murmuring, "You've always been someone worth saving. And I would do it a million times over if that means it'll free you from the shackles that bind you."

-@astariondisapproves

Astarion sighed and smiled at the nickname. It was a short and sharp exhale of relief, his body expelling the grief and anxiety on behalf of his mind that was so desperate to cling onto. "Altaire..." he sighed, in a voice that carried so much more than just breath.

"It was a metaphor, you silly thing," he chuckled and leaned forward slightly even as he pulled away, feeling the warmth of the other's hands on the chill skin of his face, even from that distance. "But, yes... I am certainly glad I am." the vampire-spawn hummed before moving forward slightly, pressing his lips delicately against the fingers of his companion. Not quite a kiss, more just to feel his touch once more.

He let Altaire brush his features. He knew it was how he saw, and understood what was around him, how he felt what Astarion was, but it was difficult to stop himself from letting his breath catch at the touch. When Altaire lowered his head onto Astarion's shoulder, he hesitated just momentarily, before enfolding him in his arms. "With you here, I'm closer to believing that than I ever have been," he sighed.

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