[ Xenk watches in wonder as Astarion strips off his jacket and shirt—the man is more fit than he would have expected, though thoughts like these come with more difficulty as his focus remains solely on exploring these feelings and chasing his pleasure.
What a very strange thought for Xenk to have. Yet have it he does, and indeed he allows Astarion to guide his hand to rest below his navel, where his pants are tied. Xenk takes the fastenings and pulls them free, deft hands making quick work as he loosens them and tugs them down, along with his underwear. ]
Beautiful.
[ I'm sorry, I hate him. But these are indeed the first thoughts in his mind as he strips Astarion of his clothes and sees him fully naked at last. He takes Astarion's cock in hand and holds it in his palm, observing every crease and tracing his thumb over the vein, just as Astarion had done to him.
It's somewhat awkward, but Xenk is somewhat awkward. He'll get the hang of this, right now he just has to get past the awe. ]
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What a very strange thought for Xenk to have. Yet have it he does, and indeed he allows Astarion to guide his hand to rest below his navel, where his pants are tied. Xenk takes the fastenings and pulls them free, deft hands making quick work as he loosens them and tugs them down, along with his underwear. ]
Beautiful.
[ I'm sorry, I hate him. But these are indeed the first thoughts in his mind as he strips Astarion of his clothes and sees him fully naked at last. He takes Astarion's cock in hand and holds it in his palm, observing every crease and tracing his thumb over the vein, just as Astarion had done to him.
It's somewhat awkward, but Xenk is somewhat awkward. He'll get the hang of this, right now he just has to get past the awe. ]