[ Dorian takes a few ragged breaths, just barely able to brace himself with his arms to keep from completely collapsing on top of Orym.
As the pleasure slowly settles into the syrupy-haze of the afterglow, he glances down at the halfling below him, pure adoration and love in his expression as he leans into Orym’s touch, before kissing him again, slow and tender and affection. ]
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As the pleasure slowly settles into the syrupy-haze of the afterglow, he glances down at the halfling below him, pure adoration and love in his expression as he leans into Orym’s touch, before kissing him again, slow and tender and affection. ]