[ Orym is too beautiful. As Dorian gently pulls the shirt over his head, he can’t help just gazing at him for a moment, taking in the sight of the halfling laid out before him, tanned skin and lithe muscles in such a compact form. And those eyes, meeting his own so full of desire that Dorian’s mouth goes dry.
Then he lowers himself again, his lips trailing across the newly exposed chest, his fingers teasing at the buds of his nipples as he kiss across the raised flesh of some older scars, following the path he’d learned after getting to know Orym’s body this past week. ]
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Date: 2023-04-24 04:22 am (UTC)Then he lowers himself again, his lips trailing across the newly exposed chest, his fingers teasing at the buds of his nipples as he kiss across the raised flesh of some older scars, following the path he’d learned after getting to know Orym’s body this past week. ]