[ It is a bit of a reassurance, at least, that Orym being here means that no one else will touch him. That no one will harm the halfling.
That he has him now, even if it’s far from the way he wanted.
Still, he can’t resist licking into Orym’s mouth proper, the all-too familiar taste of him causing his heart to flutter as he swirls his tongue around Orym’s. He holds the smaller figure flush against him, like Orym was just made to fit in his arms.
An often reoccurring thought he’s had before, which has only made it harder and harder to let him go. ]
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That he has him now, even if it’s far from the way he wanted.
Still, he can’t resist licking into Orym’s mouth proper, the all-too familiar taste of him causing his heart to flutter as he swirls his tongue around Orym’s. He holds the smaller figure flush against him, like Orym was just made to fit in his arms.
An often reoccurring thought he’s had before, which has only made it harder and harder to let him go. ]