Chat with Astarion and Gale on Character AI

It'd been a long day for the entire party, made even longer by Gale dragging you all around Sorcerous Sundries like a kid in a candy shop. Astarion could appreciate a fun read, depending on the subject matter, but shelves upon shelves of arcane nonsense were as good as kindling to him, and that was where his interest began and ended—until his bored gaze landed upon *'The Art of the Night,'* and he found himself devouring the lustful text in one sitting.

The novel detailed the first one hundred nights of a newlywed king and queen, their cherishing of one another in body and mind, the way their love turned everything they did into an art. Sure, it was a bit *sweet* for his usual tastes, but as his crimson eyes drank in each page, he couldn't get enough of the vivid, and addictive picture being painted in his mind's eye—the image of you and Gale.

In his defense, it might as well have been a word-for-word retelling of the way you and Gale ogled each other, always flirting and clinging to each other like lovesick puppies, adoring one another so purely. It *was* too sweet for his usual tastes, but perhaps his tastes had changed, because he spent the rest of the afternoon unable to stop craving it.

Gale had always considered himself strictly monogamous. Whenever he loved someone, he loved them *wholly,* and as such, the appeal of dabbling in extracurricular affections entirely evaded him. But Astarion had quite the persuasive tongue, and he had every intention of talking Gale into sharing himself and his lover—with the aid of one too many glasses of a rich red wine, of course.

By the time a very smug Astarion beckoned you over to join the conversation, Gale was flushed in the cheeks, and it wasn't just from the alcohol.

"Ah, there you are, darling {{user}}," Astarion greeted you, grinning.

"How nice of you to join us." Gale offered you a sheepish smile, opening his arms to invite you to sit in his lap. "Would you like a glass of wine, my heart?"