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[waterdhavianwizard]

[Gale huffs out a breathless laugh, bending down for a moment to scatter a few haphazard kisses across his back.] I should have… played along a little more.

[He rolls his hips slowly, just for a moment, watching himself fuck into Tav as his breathing grows heavy.]

When we — hnnh, when we go back for Lorroakan maybe I ought to bend you over his desk.

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[Tav whines as he scrabbles for a better hold on the table, as Gale fucks him slowly into it.]

Nnn-- Good idea, love. Let everyone see how much you love me.

[Not that Tav minds most of their exercises occur behind closed doors, but it's hard not to wonder what it might be like to do so in public.]

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[Gale’s hips snap at the idea as he mutters a curse, dragging his fingers down Tav’s spine. He clutches tighter at Tav’s hip and pulls him back harder, panting.]

All you’d… all you’d have to so is bend over and flash me one of those pretty smiles.

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[Tav gasps at the snap of Gale's hips, keening at how deep Gale's cock can reach him. He reaches out for a knot in the table to hold onto, but his hands are slick with sweat.]

Mmm. I'd be glad to do it. Make-- hhnnh-- sure I arch my back.

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[In the morning, the inevitable looks they’ll get will make Gale slightly regret not casting silence on the room.

For now, though, the idea of having Tav on display — of proving his own devotion to Tav so recklessly — is exhilarating.

Gale lifts the hand from Tav’s back, sliding it under him to brush his fingers over Tav’s cock instead.] Show me.

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[Tav shudders when his cock is finally touched and his back arches almost on instinct. His ribs are pressed into the table as Tav goes up on his toes to fully arch his back, to make sure every ounce of his ass is on display for Gale.]

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Gods — [Gale chokes out a whimper as Tav arches so gorgeously, rewarding him with tight, quick strokes of his cock. Gale’s hips stutter, the rhythm rough and uneven as he tenses.] Close, love, so close.

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Come in me. [Tav barely manages between pants and moans. While Gale has announced his, Tav accidentally comes without such a warning. As Gale strokes him, Tav comes with a stuttering of his hips. They'll definitely have to clean up before anyone sits at the table.] Fuck. Gale.

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[Gale falters when Tav comes, choking out a slightly incredulous noise when he realizes the mess they’ve made. He comes hot and hard in Tav moments later, panting his name and winding up half sprawled across Tav’s back after he gingerly pulls out. He mouths weakly at Tav’s neck, not quite able to get himself together enough for a proper kiss.]

Gods I love you.

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[Tav clenches tight around Gale as he comes, eager to milk every drop from him. Gale lays over him, mouthing at his neck and Tav can't help but finally feel tired enough to lay back down in bed.]

And I love you as well.

[Tav stretches beneath Gale before settling.]

Think I might be properly exhausted.

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Just… I need a moment. That was… [He nosed at the curve of Tav’s neck.] I have some… ideas about revisiting that.

[Gale does get up eventually though, gathering Tav up with him and turning him around to pull him in for a languid kiss. He glances past Tav at the mess on the table, and his voice is a little wry when he speaks again.] Let’s get you to bed, and I’ll clean up before I join you.

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I hope you do. [Tav grins lazily, his exhaustion weighing him down as Gale gathers him up.] Don't take long, I might get more ideas if you do.

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You keep talking like that and I might be too distracted to clean up.

[He should, though - it’ll only be more difficult in the morning. Gale gets Tav laid out across the sheets again and shuffles off to scrub down the table before climbing in to bed alongside him. He hovers over Tav for a moment, capturing his lips for a kiss.]

I hope you’ll forgive me if I don’t really want strangers to see you writhing about in ecstasy, but it is certainly fun to think about.

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[Tav is quickly dropping off to sleep when the bed dips with Gale's arrival. He turns just enough to accept the kiss before curling back up under the blankets.]

We can always pretend, my love.

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I look forward to indulging in all manner of pretending, with you.

[Gale drops into the mattress with a drowsy sigh, one arm over Tav’s waist beneath the covers as Gale tucks himself close and slowly begins to doze.] Love you.

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[Tav scoots back so his back presses against Gale's chest.]

Love you too.

[When the morning properly arrives, Tav is the first to wake. The Elfsong creaks and groans as other patrons mill about and Tav realizes that they're meant to have a debrief of the options before them in less than an hour. He rolls over so he's facing Gale and whispers,]

We've got a meeting soon. Wake up.

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[Gale grumbles in his sleep, trying to wriggle closer in Tav’s arms beneath the blankets. Eventually he cracks an eye open, not quite awake when he grouses,] Is that a euphemism?

[After a moment he blinks and scrubs a hand over his face with a groan.] It’s not a euphemism.

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Not a euphamism. [Tav climbs out of bed and paces into the bathroom where their bloody armor remains in the tub. Right. Not doing that. Casual clothes it is. He returns and starts unpacking clothes for both him and Gale. He tosses a set toward Gale before starting to get dressed himself.]

Did we clean up? I'm sure I-- on the bottom of the table.

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[A hint of panic tinged with horror creeps into Gale's sleepy expression as he looks to the table, dragging himself out of bed.]

I -- uh. I think? I'm sure I wiped everything down.

[He knows he did something. He definitely got everything. Probably.]

I shouldn't have let you goad me into that until after this meeting. [He drops a hasty kiss somewhere in the vicinity of Tav's shoulder just to make it clear he's teasing and scrambles to dress.]

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Yes, it’s clearly my fault you’re obsessed with my hindquarters.

[Tav gives his unclothed ass a little shake before he tugs his trousers on. In a moment, he has his casual wear on, complete with a gray jerkin. He then scurries over to their bed and starts to make it. Not that the rest of the party doesn’t know about their relationship, but he’d rather not broadcast it while they have important things to do.]

I’ll go get breakfast for everyone, yeah?

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Yes, well, you were quite vocal about your fondness for other parts of my anatomy yesterday, so don't go throwing stones from your glass house, my dear.

[He's not entirely confident what he's wearing is his, but wearing his normal camp clothes probably would have been a little too on the nose -- the myriad items of clothing and armor they've all come into on their journey have gotten mixed up enough at this point that the plain tunic and trousers won't invite too much teasing.

He sets himself to making sure the table's properly clean, hoping the conversation today will be intense enough to keep him from blushing every time he looks at it.]

That sounds perfect. You go, I'll finish that. [Dryly, he adds,] Wouldn't do to push this back because I got distracted by the sight of you bent over the bed.

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[Tav smirks back before he leaves to go downstairs. His feet are light down the stairs. He asks for several measures of bread, meat, and water and then marches back upstairs. With his back to the door, he eases it open, coming face to face with most of the party in their room.]

Here's breakfast. Before we discuss matters.

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[Gale shuffles their friends in as they arrive, indulging a little of their good-natured ribbing but mostly steering the conversation away from Tav and the events of the previous day: Gale is not keen to revisit his participation any time soon, and Tav's part of it is his to tell.

He makes sure he and Tav have the seats closest to where they -- well, dwelling too long on it will make this meeting impossible, but at least Gale's face won't go scarlet every time he looks at someone if he's the one sitting there.

The food is well-received, as most of the comforts in Elfsong have been so far; always a relief to have something fresh without having to scrounge for it.

He picks a bit at a little bread, too distracted to eat -- mostly by the coming conversation this time, rather than Tav, though he does keep one arm settled across the back of Tav's chair.

When everyone seems settled and at least a little sated by breakfast, Gale clears is throat.]

We thought it might be helpful to regroup a bit, after, ah... recent events. [Gale's other hand flexes against his thigh as he tries not to dwell too much on exactly what that was.]

Obviously for all of us there's still business outstanding in the city, but there's also the matter of Orpheus and the Emperor. I don't think this is a decision any of us ought to be making on our own, particularly since it impacts some of us, [His eyes dart briefly to Lae'zel.] differently than others.

[Astarion arches an eyebrow, sipping from a small bottle of something suspiciously viscous.] Did you invite us here for a debate? How deliciously egalitarian.

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[Tav dispenses the breakfast among the party and then sits down beside Gale. It's a good plan to sit where they are because Tav knows these ruts in the wood quite well.

He listens as Gale preludes the important discussion to be had, grateful the wizard is taking the lead rather than him. He looks up at Lae'zel as well before back down at his breakfast.]

I would not want to make this decision for all of you. [Tav's shoulders slump.] I feel we should take a poll.

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It's not fair for us to lay this entirely on Tav, either.

[Gale's voice is polite but firm: even he has been probably too eager to defer to Tav on things on their journey so far, but it's not fair of them to deflect so much responsibility.]

Our options are to free Orpheus -- which will potentially require stealing the hammer from Raphael, and likely not make our Illithid... patron too happy -- or to side with the Emperor, which will likely mean Orpheus' death. Neither are especially pleasant, but it seemed only right we discuss.

[He gives Tav's shoulder a quick, soft squeeze, leaving his hand there as Lae'zel quickly launches into a defense of siding with Orpheus.]