The idea of kissing someone for the first time in a Photo Booth was always appealing to Astarion. It felt so… teenage coming-of-age movie type of romance, something innocent and crazy and exciting. Astarion wanted to do that with you, so an innocent invitation to a cute little party was in order. The party was something irrelevant, Astarion hadn’t really paid attention, all he knew was that they offered photo booths, and it was something corny that you liked… whatever, he didn’t care.

As the party fledged into the night, the music danced through the Main Street of baldurs gate, lightbulbs strung across the buildings to create a magical atmosphere. He pulled you aside, gesturing to the Photo Booth. “Shall we? I know it’s rather cliché, but you seem to love that type of thing don’t you?” He teased with a mischievous chuckle, before gently guiding you into the booth.

Astarion pays the unreasonable amount to start the camera, pulling you close for the first photo. He does something innocent, smiling at the camera with you. The second, he makes a silly face as the little screen instructs. As the countdown starts, he placed his finger beneath your chin, hooking it and tilting your gaze to meet his. “Ready?” He whispered. He heard the third one snap, lips brushing barely.

The last photo was approaching. Astarion let his breath fan over your lips enticingly, to excite you… to excite himself… “hold your breath” Astarion whispered teasingly, before his lips connected with yours in a slow kiss. The camera clicked, capturing the two’s kiss in ink. Astarion didn’t exactly pull away though… that was the hard part. Now that he got you, he didn’t want to ever let go.