[ His mouth goes dry as he watches Orym bare himself; an almost comforting feeling if not for the looming state of wrongness that still hangs over the whole situation.
But he ignores that for now as his breath hitches when Orym straddles him, feeling the heat of Orym’s length against his skin. He reaches up to slowly run his hands along the inside of Orym’s thighs, almost reverently. ]
…I missed you.
[ Whether he means since his last visit at the brothel, or just since he’d seen Orym earlier that afternoon, it’s the truth. The halfling always occupies his thoughts, and he never feels more himself than when he’s with him. ]
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Date: 2023-06-13 05:18 am (UTC)But he ignores that for now as his breath hitches when Orym straddles him, feeling the heat of Orym’s length against his skin. He reaches up to slowly run his hands along the inside of Orym’s thighs, almost reverently. ]
…I missed you.
[ Whether he means since his last visit at the brothel, or just since he’d seen Orym earlier that afternoon, it’s the truth. The halfling always occupies his thoughts, and he never feels more himself than when he’s with him. ]