[Oh. Oh that is quite perfect, being spooned by him. Dorian is solid and warm behind him, the strong arms around him secure and welcome. So welcome. There's that dangerous feeling of this is how it should be, always as Orym settles back against him, his arm coming to settle atop the one of Dorian still around him.]
So are you. [Take me with you, let me love you, let me be yours.]
I should be the one thanking you.
[And then, softer, almost like he's afraid to ask.] You can stay the night, cant you?
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Date: 2023-05-13 06:07 am (UTC)So are you. [Take me with you, let me love you, let me be yours.]
I should be the one thanking you.
[And then, softer, almost like he's afraid to ask.] You can stay the night, cant you?