[ Dorian whimpers when the ghostly hand still doesn’t touch him directly, but he gasps sharply when Orym finally does, and his hips jerk up into the touch. Lying completely naked under the halfling as he is, the thought of additional hands - magic or not - sends a rush of heat straight through him, his cock twitching at the idea of being so completely at Orym’s mercy.
And he wants it, wants to be that vulnerable to him. ]
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Date: 2023-04-19 06:45 am (UTC)And he wants it, wants to be that vulnerable to him. ]
P-Please…Please, Orym…