[ Dorian takes in a shaky breath, but Orym’s request still manages to cut through the roaring of blood in his ears. ]
Orym…
[ The name is exhaled in a whisper, as the feeling of Orym inside him seems to steal the air from his lungs.
Then he whimpers as the hands lift him, and writhes a little as Orym pulls out slowly, despite how the hands hold him fast. When Orym snaps back into him he cries out sharply, his back arching off the bed. ]
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Orym…
[ The name is exhaled in a whisper, as the feeling of Orym inside him seems to steal the air from his lungs.
Then he whimpers as the hands lift him, and writhes a little as Orym pulls out slowly, despite how the hands hold him fast. When Orym snaps back into him he cries out sharply, his back arching off the bed. ]
H’ahhhh…!