[Orym wants it to be more than it is, more than he knows it can be. He knows that whatever has freed up in Dorian's life enough that he could steal so much of his time, that it is quickly running out.
It will be hard to sleep without him. He wishes that it weren't business, that Dorian weren't spending his coin for his presence, that instead he was coming home to him. But that is fantasy and impossible wishes, and nothing else.
So he resigns himself to make the most of what time they have. And he's done a good job of that. Until tonight. Their last night for who knows how long.
The brothel's owner has rolled her eyes at him over it. Your handsome prince will get tired of this game soon, and you'll have to get back to actually working. So don't get lazy and entitled because you've got yourself a rich benefactor for a little while.
None of this stops Orym from lighting up the moment he catches sight of Dorian tonight. By now there's no coyness about it. He hops down from the stage even before the music has finished to run to him and more or less leap straight into his arms.]
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It will be hard to sleep without him. He wishes that it weren't business, that Dorian weren't spending his coin for his presence, that instead he was coming home to him. But that is fantasy and impossible wishes, and nothing else.
So he resigns himself to make the most of what time they have. And he's done a good job of that. Until tonight. Their last night for who knows how long.
The brothel's owner has rolled her eyes at him over it. Your handsome prince will get tired of this game soon, and you'll have to get back to actually working. So don't get lazy and entitled because you've got yourself a rich benefactor for a little while.
None of this stops Orym from lighting up the moment he catches sight of Dorian tonight. By now there's no coyness about it. He hops down from the stage even before the music has finished to run to him and more or less leap straight into his arms.]
Dorian!