So your dancers can take breaks but when I do the same—
[The noise Zevlor makes is hard edged and unquestioning. Astarion's half-grunt half-whine answers back in assent as finally he takes his cue to fully slink from Fenris' lap, resentful and still so stubborn that the only person he locks eyes with is the only one he'd been touching, mouthing out the words find me later when you're free.
It's Elise who rolls her eyes with a slight smirk, still cupping her chin in her palm. Elise who waves goodbye to the scowling elf skulking away with his otherwise loose shirt collar drawn round his throat in retreat, clutched close like an heiress' silk scarf. No longer the child stomping around the theater's ankles in a rage, and yet still so much the same.
Even at their most aggravating (and insulting), the boys are hard to resent.]
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illithidnapped) wrote2025-05-31 06:45 pm
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So your dancers can take breaks but when I do the same—
[The noise Zevlor makes is hard edged and unquestioning. Astarion's half-grunt half-whine answers back in assent as finally he takes his cue to fully slink from Fenris' lap, resentful and still so stubborn that the only person he locks eyes with is the only one he'd been touching, mouthing out the words find me later when you're free.
It's Elise who rolls her eyes with a slight smirk, still cupping her chin in her palm. Elise who waves goodbye to the scowling elf skulking away with his otherwise loose shirt collar drawn round his throat in retreat, clutched close like an heiress' silk scarf. No longer the child stomping around the theater's ankles in a rage, and yet still so much the same.
Even at their most aggravating (and insulting), the boys are hard to resent.]