[It's so hard in moments like these not to fall to confessing all the feelings that flood through him along with the physical pleasure. He only barely keeps the words to himself.
A shiver races through him and his pace quickens at the sound of his name, as he chases that pleasure, the imminent ecstasy.]
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A shiver races through him and his pace quickens at the sound of his name, as he chases that pleasure, the imminent ecstasy.]
Dorian... I... I need. I need you.