[It never did go away, no matter how many times he found someone to consort with like this. The excitement, the desire of it all. Even five hundred years later it's still just as fun as it was the first time and tonight was no exception. Even more exciting than usual really, considering how far flung he was.

A stupid idea some might say, considering he only had a rudimentary understanding of things here, but sometimes stupid was fun. It wasn't as if he didn't have plenty of reason to be as self-assured as he was anyway. He kept his voice low and soft, slowing his steps just briefly so that he could murmur into Astarion's ear, lips just shy of skin.]

Whatever you feel I deserve to have of you, of course.

[With heat in that tone, heavy and deep.]

After all, this is my offer for you... Shall I take then or receive? Unless you'd rather I lead.