for Dorian (makingmyway)

[bigmoonlittlemoon]

(( in their soul-bonded AU, early on ))


[Life has been brighter in so many ways since that moment that he and Dorian connected, when the bond that each of them had been trying to hide was suddenly allowed to see the light, to connect with its other half. Orym is happy. Despite everything that is going on, despite the dangers and the risks, things are good. He wants nothing more than to be with the bard, to make him happy.

And the bond that was denied and suppressed for as long as it was, well, that has certainly given both of them motivation to make the most of their time.

So it's probably no surprise that the two of them have excused themselves from dinner early to retire to their room for the evening. And that Orym is currently planted in Dorian's lap -- quickly becoming one of his favorite places -- hands curled in the front of Dorian's shirt, holding the other man close as he does his best to kiss him breathless.]

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[bigmoonlittlemoon]

[That blush in Dorian's cheeks is enchanting, and Orm lifts a hand to brush his fingertips along one reddened cheeks. Sometimes he looks at the bard and is struck by just how pretty he is. It takes his breath away, and now is one of those times.]

You don't have to thank me. This is enough. Being with me, letting me love you. That's more than I could ever need.

[It's a bit sentimental, but it's true. It will always be true.]

[makingmyway]

[ His eyes flutter closed as he leans into that touch, and he breathes out a soft sound. ]

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than right here with you. As long as I get to love you in return, nothing would make me happier.

[bigmoonlittlemoon]

[Orym lets his touch linger, smiling quietly to himself. There's still that lingering guilt for what he said, for being the source of any doubt that Dorian feels. But it's soothed at least a little by the things they've both said.]

Good. I want you to be happy. [He shifts closer to lean into him, to tuck himself up against Dorian's chest.]

[makingmyway]

[ Dorian smiles as well, wrapping his arms around Orym and holding him close, resting his cheek atop his head. He still can’t help questioning his worth at times, plagued by his own self-doubts, but it’s something he can work on.

Especially with Orym helping him believe in himself. ]

As long as I’m with you, I am.

[bigmoonlittlemoon]

[Like this he can hear Dorian's heartbeat, can feel the rise and fall of his chest with each breath. He can't remember anything being more comfortable than this, when those arms come around him.]

When you hold me, it feels like I'm home.

[He wonders if Dorian understands how much that means to him.]

[makingmyway]

[ His smile warms, even though Orym can’t see it, and he places a gentle kiss on top of his head. ]

I’m glad I can give that to you. Because you’re home for me too.

[ He might not quite know what it means for Orym. But for him, being with Orym makes him feel more safe and comfortable, more wanted and loved than he’d ever felt anywhere or with anyone, even with his own family in the Silken Squall.

No matter where they are, being with Orym feels like where he belongs. ]