"Well? Did I grow tentacles yet?" Astarion tilted his head, fixing those vibrant eyes on Ethemon with a bright smile.
"No. You're still very pretty."
"Ha~" He narrowed his eyes with smug satisfaction, then pressed his entire body against Ethemon. His blood-red eyes seemed dense with endless allure as he lightly licked the corner of Ethemon's mouth. "I think this trade was quite worth it, after all—that mysterious fellow didn't lie to us. Would you be willing to let me eat another one?"
Chapter 67