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    Ead scraped her teeth against Sabran's lower lip, tugging at it and reveling in the way it made Sabran writhe underneath her, made her breath gust out with the sound of a dove taking flight. She dropped kiss after wet kiss down her jaw and neck--pausing for a moment to dip her tongue into the hollow of Sabran's throat to taste the moonlight pooling there--before sliding lower. Low enough to lay gentle kisses to Sabran's swollen breasts, low enough for Ead to pause with her mouth hovering over a full, tender nipple, low enough to look up at Sabran for permission and feel her lungs constrict from the heat of her gaze.
     
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    samantha shannon said, "let them come." so here i am letting them come.

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    When their heartbeats settle and the city's smog gives way to sparkling tavern ales and joyous laughter, the Iron Throne's saviors seek revelries to forget the responsibilities that still weigh heavy on their shoulders.

    Gale's palm lingers in Shadowheart's. There's a hesitancy there, wrapped up in promises of silk and kisses sweeter than any mead.

    Upstairs in the Elfsong, Astarion’s fingers brush Jaheira’s as they share a hookah pipe and turn-of-the-century tales– waiting to tease the two eager knocks at their doors.

    All four find their bliss bathed in smoke.

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  3. Public Bookmark 39

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    “...Unless the temples have come up with a particularly inventive form of Spiritual Weapon, I rather think clerical spells have little use in the bedchambers.” Gale offers with a grin. “And I, for one, can’t imagine a lover that would take particularly kindly to a Guidance spell in the heat of the moment–”

    “Not one for orders? A pity.” Shadowheart slides a copper to the centre of the table, her nail never leaving the griffon’s head upon it, and she doesn’t let him get a word in. “I suppose it’s novel, keeping the company of an archmage so terribly unimaginative.”

    Or: Zone of Truth, cast by one lovesick cleric upon one terribly lovesick wizard.

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    “You're sure you’re ready for the role?” Nyssa teases. “Studied up? I can’t imagine there are too many books about infiltrating drow temples.”

    Gale fiddles with his collar and leash, pinching it between his forefingers in a way that shouldn’t be distracting but is.

    “Perhaps not specifically. You see, the problem about writing on drow society is one often does not make it up from the Underdark to hand pages to publisher. Of course there are many…less researched volumes. Of hapless men and leather-clad matrons. But I told Shadowheart I would be a gentleman, so that is all I will say on the more sordid parts of my education. You’ve nothing to fear.”

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    17 Sep 2023

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    “I am not eager to throw myself upon another altar for naught but scraps in return.” Gale steels himself with a deep breath. He speaks his peace to the wilds and the cosmos rather than his lover's face. “And yet. Marble skin, silver tongue... eyes like Moonsea rubies. Oh, you cast a fine altar, Astarion.”

    With two discerning appetites, a deal to keep each other fed is the one thing that ties Astarion and Gale together. But the proverbial collar slips all too easily around Gale's throat, the lead feels right in Astarion's unchained hands, and both men think they've bested the other in a game neither should be playing.

    In any case. As the greats say in lanceboard: there is no shame in losing to a stronger foe.

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    17 Sep 2023

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    oh my fucking god i think this is the hottest thing i've ever read. jesus christ save me