[ Dorian shivers as Orym still rocks into him, and whimpers softly at the gentle touch of those hands that seem to be all around him, until they disappear, leaving him feeling adrift along the waves of pleasure still coursing through him.
With a few ragged breaths of his own, he swallows the lump in his throat as he opens his eyes, looking up at Orym with a drunken sort of smile, his eyes still shining bright with love and want. ]
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Date: 2023-05-09 05:07 am (UTC)With a few ragged breaths of his own, he swallows the lump in his throat as he opens his eyes, looking up at Orym with a drunken sort of smile, his eyes still shining bright with love and want. ]