[Orym is grateful for that arm around him, not entirely trusting his legs to hold him up the more that Dorian's fingers ply at that spot inside him, pushing closer and closer to that edge before withdrawing at that last moment.
The halfling cries out in loss, feeling his hole clenching at nothing now, feeling empty and needing and the first touch of that blunt, heated cock against his entrance has him gasping, exhaling that breath in a string of whimpered pleas.]
Gods, yes please, Dorian. Need you inside me. Fuck me now. Please!
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The halfling cries out in loss, feeling his hole clenching at nothing now, feeling empty and needing and the first touch of that blunt, heated cock against his entrance has him gasping, exhaling that breath in a string of whimpered pleas.]
Gods, yes please, Dorian. Need you inside me. Fuck me now. Please!