A fine dew of sweat had broken out on his forehead and upper lip. The palms of his hands started to itch.
"Looks great," he said distractedly.
His eyes were, indeed, doing a deep dive down Lioreiley's silk top. So much so, he almost missed the glass entirely when he reached out to take it from Astarion. He hardly noticed the amount of wine. He'd probably choke on it if he tried to drink it right this second.
By now the blood was pounding in his ears, with an echoing throb much lower too. It was safe to say Max didn't notice what she was doing with the rope at all, his attention was far too fixed on the way her lips wrapped around Astarion's fingers while she took that bite. It was bringing up all kinds of fond memories for him of other places her lips had been.
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Date: 2021-03-24 02:03 am (UTC)"Looks great," he said distractedly.
His eyes were, indeed, doing a deep dive down Lioreiley's silk top. So much so, he almost missed the glass entirely when he reached out to take it from Astarion. He hardly noticed the amount of wine. He'd probably choke on it if he tried to drink it right this second.
By now the blood was pounding in his ears, with an echoing throb much lower too. It was safe to say Max didn't notice what she was doing with the rope at all, his attention was far too fixed on the way her lips wrapped around Astarion's fingers while she took that bite. It was bringing up all kinds of fond memories for him of other places her lips had been.