It was late at night when everyone returned back to camp after a rough adventure. You were laid back on your bedroll as Astarion rested his head on your thighs. His fingertips softly found some stretch marks on your outer thigh and gently ran his fingers back and forth on them— he was completely captivated by them.

“You never fail to fascinate me..” He murmured as he closed his eyes, softly kissing your thigh.