[There's a moment— between bitten as fiercely as one of the pups in the midst of a full blown scuffle and then as gently as a newborn kitten— when Astarion has to tilt his fingers back towards his lover's avaricious mouth.

Helpfully, he does.]

Little barnyard kitten, let me take you home and see if I can make you yowl instead of meow with a collar round your pretty neck.