[ Dorian swallows the lump in his throat, another moan rumbling out of him as he continues stroking his length, not sure if the being would get mad if he stopped without permission but not wanting to risk it. ]
P-Please… may we go somewhere… private? [ He hesitates, before adding in a soft, low voice. ] I-I wouldn’t want anyone else to see what’s supposed to be yours.
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P-Please… may we go somewhere… private? [ He hesitates, before adding in a soft, low voice. ] I-I wouldn’t want anyone else to see what’s supposed to be yours.