[Orym is certain he could easily and happily spend the rest of his life learning the way that Dorian reacts to every touch, to memorize how those lips feel against his skin, the hands moving over his body.
He lets his head fall to the side, a shaky breath slipping from his lips. Already desire has grown too strong to ignore, and why would he ignore it? Not when he's with this beautiful man who has shown him something worth living for again.]
Feels good... [He murmurs softly, entirely distracted by the attention. And maybe he could blame the distraction for the fact that what leaves his lips next is an accidental echo of the past, slipping free.] Will... don't stop.
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Date: 2023-02-28 05:55 am (UTC)He lets his head fall to the side, a shaky breath slipping from his lips. Already desire has grown too strong to ignore, and why would he ignore it? Not when he's with this beautiful man who has shown him something worth living for again.]
Feels good... [He murmurs softly, entirely distracted by the attention. And maybe he could blame the distraction for the fact that what leaves his lips next is an accidental echo of the past, slipping free.] Will... don't stop.