[If nothing else has changed, Orym can certainly comfort himself with the fact that Dorian's hands are the only ones that will be touching him, that these are the only lips that he'll be kissing. And that, well, that is something he's very pleased about. Despite the complications of this, despite the fact that he knows this is still little more than a prolonged fantasy, he's not strong enough to resist this.
And he doesn't want to.
Those hands settle atop his, and he does still, looking up to meet those pretty blue eyes.]
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Date: 2023-06-07 05:52 am (UTC)And he doesn't want to.
Those hands settle atop his, and he does still, looking up to meet those pretty blue eyes.]
I'm sure. I want this... I want you.
[Truth, gods that is the truth.]