[He's perfect, Orym notes to himself. Everything about Dorian is so much better than he could have imagined. He'll do whatever he can now to keep him by his side, to keep him safe, happy. To create this new world for the both of them.
He only stops when his hips come to rest flush against Dorian's ass, buried to the root inside him.]
Ah... fuck... [He curses softly, looking to Dorian's face, giving another roll of his hips, grinding against him.]
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He only stops when his hips come to rest flush against Dorian's ass, buried to the root inside him.]
Ah... fuck... [He curses softly, looking to Dorian's face, giving another roll of his hips, grinding against him.]