[Dorian is a work of art. Orym wonders if the other man has any idea how stunning he is, how everything about him has captured the halfling's attention, his heart, and always would.
The arc of that back, the sound of his voice. It drives Orym on, and he falls into a steady pace, slow and deliberate for now, wanting to watch the bard react, wants to see him come undone for him.]
Dorian...
[One hand slips from his hips to wrap around Dorian's length.]
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Date: 2023-05-05 06:32 am (UTC)The arc of that back, the sound of his voice. It drives Orym on, and he falls into a steady pace, slow and deliberate for now, wanting to watch the bard react, wants to see him come undone for him.]
Dorian...
[One hand slips from his hips to wrap around Dorian's length.]