Eli moaned into the kiss, parting his lips and allowing Astarion entry, fingers tightening in his hair. His tongue met Astarion's, tentatively touching and stroking it. Even if he was out of practice, he was a quick learner.

Images of Astarion tearing his clothes off and ravaging him filled his thoughts. He chalked it up to Astarion's beauty and the fact that it had been a while since he'd gotten laid.

He only broke the kiss when he needed air, and even then he kept close. Close enough that his lips brushed Astarion's as he spoke. "Stars, but you are gorgeous."