[ It's rare indeed for Xenk to be led, rarer still for someone to know that he needs the lead here. But he does not need to be perfect here, like this. He always manages it, or so people tell him, but it's not like he tries. He's just himself.
And so he stands, taking that gentle kiss and closing his eyes. His perfect posture relaxes yet further, his lips so warm with the contact and the taste that he feels it throughout his entire body, vibrant and insisting that he follow—that he see this through, and get more of what Astarion has to give. ]
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And so he stands, taking that gentle kiss and closing his eyes. His perfect posture relaxes yet further, his lips so warm with the contact and the taste that he feels it throughout his entire body, vibrant and insisting that he follow—that he see this through, and get more of what Astarion has to give. ]