[ Dorian hums a soft, pleased sound as he returns the brief kiss, then watches as Orym removes his shirt. It’s a sight he’s seen more times than he can count by now, and yet seeing that lithe body revealed never fails to still his breath for a moment.
And he can’t help running his hands over Orym’s chest, feeling the coil of ropey muscles that lay firm beneath tan skin. ]
How are you so beautiful?
[ It’s one of the things that he’s picked up during their time together, that Orym is actually a bit shy regarding his looks. But it was one of the things that he’d noticed when Orym first approached him, what feels like so long ago now. ]
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And he can’t help running his hands over Orym’s chest, feeling the coil of ropey muscles that lay firm beneath tan skin. ]
How are you so beautiful?
[ It’s one of the things that he’s picked up during their time together, that Orym is actually a bit shy regarding his looks. But it was one of the things that he’d noticed when Orym first approached him, what feels like so long ago now. ]