[There. That's better. Maybe for a little while longer, Orym can pretend that Dorian wants him. It's a selfish impulse, but he's too weak not to give into it. So instead he leans back at the sound of his name with a smile.]
Dorian.
[Whatever his real name might be, he's Dorian for Orym, the gentle, kind, awkward, clever man that he's come to know.]
When they brought me here... the thing that hurt the most was not knowing if I'd ever see you again. I couldn't even use the stone to talk to you. But you're here.
[And that is a gift that Orym will not turn away. This time his lips brush against Dorian's -- a lingering, tender kiss.]
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Date: 2023-05-21 04:54 am (UTC)Dorian.
[Whatever his real name might be, he's Dorian for Orym, the gentle, kind, awkward, clever man that he's come to know.]
When they brought me here... the thing that hurt the most was not knowing if I'd ever see you again. I couldn't even use the stone to talk to you. But you're here.
[And that is a gift that Orym will not turn away. This time his lips brush against Dorian's -- a lingering, tender kiss.]