[ Dorian can’t help as his thoughts run along a similar track; how Orym’s passage seems to perfectly mold to his length, how they just seem to fit so well. Like they were meant to be together like this.
He can’t help a groan, as dangerous as the thoughts are he can’t help wanting them so much. Wanting Orym so much, which he tries his best to convey with each thrust into the halfling, wanting him to know the effect he has on him. ]
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Date: 2023-05-11 05:04 am (UTC)He can’t help a groan, as dangerous as the thoughts are he can’t help wanting them so much. Wanting Orym so much, which he tries his best to convey with each thrust into the halfling, wanting him to know the effect he has on him. ]
Ooooh…Orym…