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[helluvamess]

"If you're hearing this then I can't be fucked answering right now or some other shit-covered fuckwich is going down on this boat so I'll get back to you when the fuck I can!"

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[The door to Blitzø's cabin looks like a typical shitty apartment door. Inside is pretty much exactly a shitty apartment. The door marked "Loona's room" does not open when tried and it appears that Blitzø himself sleeps on the couch. The walls are covered with images and drawings of horses, however every picture of Blitzø has his face scribbled over.]

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[sixfeetofdirt]

Astarion can feel him getting close, and he spares him any temptation to fuck his throat by doing the work himself - bobbing his head in smooth, fast strokes, pulling right up to suck at the head and then swallowing to the root. He keeps his hips pinned down with both hands, determined to push him over the brink hard.

[helluvamess]

Blitzø resists it as long as he can, initially he tells himself that Astarion might want to pull away and, as that becomes clearly not the case, then it's to try and drag out the moment as much as he can, the almost painful need to come building up and up...

He might have managed a little longer, if he hadn't looked down and caught Astarion's gaze for a moment. It's that which pushes him over, his head tipping back in a long groan and body straining against the strength of Astarion's grip.

When he finally starts to come down again, Blitzø feels more drained and tired than he has in a while, although he does his best to try and hide it. "Fuck, ok. That was pretty fucking good."

[sixfeetofdirt]

Astarion swallows efficiently and presses one last kiss to Blitzø's hip, smiling up at him like a contented cat.

"Mm. Flattery gets you everywhere, darling."

[helluvamess]

"Flattery's not the only thing I can do to show my appreciation," he returns, gently tracing the tip of Astarion's ear with a claw.

"Didn't I promise to see how many rounds you could manage?"

[sixfeetofdirt]

Astarion closes his eyes for a moment, shivering with pleasure. It's ridiculous that his ears are sensitive when they're so...accessible.

"...I think it became more of a mutual bet, but yes, you did."