Never let it be said that he isn't obedient, especially when his own desires line up exactly with what's being asked.

He takes a few more shallow thrusts, then starts to drive harder into her, only to meet Astarion in the same way when he pulls out. He actually cries out from it, the pleasure ripping a deep groan from his chest.

"Fuck."

He's not going to last like this, but he curls his toes, gripping the sheets with white knuckles, snapping his hips against them.