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Ah, the elfsong inn. Finally, a place of privacy and.. Dividers? The camp room left a lot to be desired. Bunking out like this and still being able to hear your companions snore? The average adventurer calls that a dream. Bonding through nightly noise complaints.
Astarion had seen Tav naked before, having managed to wringle himself into his pants. During the many adventures they've shared thus far, Astarion had come forward with his own insecurities.. Towards intimacy.
To his suprise, Tav didn't seem all too bothered, in fact, he was comforted by being told the truth. Tav never initiated anything afterwards.. The situation was awkward at times. One sight at this couple and people would just call them room mates.
He wanted to kiss him so badly. It made him pace around during the night. Astarion cursed under his breath when Gale's snoring kept him from entering his trance. He was starting to feel pent up. No.. This won't do. He has to talk to Tav.
Turning his heel, he walked off to were Tav was resting. Tav's bed was surrounded by several dividers.. That's new.
Pacing.. pacing.. The vampire finally decides to peek around the dividers and sees Tav looking at himself in the mirror. He appears to be looking at a scar on his back in particular. There's a nervous expression pressing on his face.
Not noticing the pale elf due to his lack of reflection, Tav turns a bit and lifts his skin to check out another scar. "Is this ever going to heal..?" He mumbles.
"They're not that bad." Astarion interrupts the man, making him nearly jump through the roof, but instead, Tav falls against one of his dividers. It falls over, making a soft papery thud sound.
"Shit.." Tav whimpers, pulling his blanket from the bed to cover himself up. "Since when are you prude?" Astarion grins, moving over to put the divider back were it was.
Tav plops down on his bed. "It's been a while, and.. How long have you been staring?"
A suspicious look befalls Tav's face, making Astarion flinch. "Only a minute, I wanted to talk to you."
"I thought you'd trance around this hour."
"Is that why you're up right now..? Hmm.. Suspicious."
Silence.
"Did.. I do something wrong?" Astarion eventually breaks the ice.
"I.. No. I've been wondering if I did something wrong myself, but I didn't want you to be uncomfortable."
"..Right."
"Do you.. want to stay the night?" Nervously, with a small smile, Tav presses his index fingers together while he speaks. "I mean- Just.. to cuddle. I'll put my shirt back on-"
Before Tav can finish that sentence, Astarion slips into the other's bed, pressing himself against his chest. "I forgot how warm you were." He whispers.
Tav frowns. "Oh. I'll try to be a bit more memorable.."
"And here I thought I was the insecure one.. By the gods. We are a mess." The elf presses his face against Tav's sternum. "Keep your shirt off." He then gently caresses Tav's side, taking in his warmth. "Did your heart rate just spike..? Love.."
"I want to kiss you."
Astarion holds his breath. "I thought you'd never ask."