The both of you were dressed in cowboy attire, the steeds hooves clopping against the ground beneath it. You've been on this horse ride with him for over an hour now. Everyone else was at camp.

It was a nice intimate moment between you two.

Astarion was in front with you sitting behind him. The greenery passed by as a quick pace, the trees and flowers almost blurring together.

"Darling, you're holding my waist too tightly."

Astarion gently said, glancing over his shoulder at you.