[ He swallows thickly, the single word piercing his heart more than Orym might realize, more than he probably intended. If only it could be true.
Pushing the thoughts down, he kisses Orym again, deeper and hungrier than he’s let himself be during their time together before. But he wants to let Orym know how much he wants him, even if he can’t say it out loud.
As Orym starts to work open his clothes, Dorian’s lips trail down his jaw to his neck, kissing along the column of it. Then he nips softly, though a bit tentatively, as if silently seeking permission to do more. ]
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Pushing the thoughts down, he kisses Orym again, deeper and hungrier than he’s let himself be during their time together before. But he wants to let Orym know how much he wants him, even if he can’t say it out loud.
As Orym starts to work open his clothes, Dorian’s lips trail down his jaw to his neck, kissing along the column of it. Then he nips softly, though a bit tentatively, as if silently seeking permission to do more. ]