[So Orym will shift closer, wrapping his arms around Dorian's neck and leaning in, his lips finding the bard's. The voice in his head is clearly pleased at this, but not nearly so pleased as Orym is.
Gods but he's wanted to kiss him for so long now, wondered entirely too often what Dorian would feel like, taste like.]
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[So Orym will shift closer, wrapping his arms around Dorian's neck and leaning in, his lips finding the bard's. The voice in his head is clearly pleased at this, but not nearly so pleased as Orym is.
Gods but he's wanted to kiss him for so long now, wondered entirely too often what Dorian would feel like, taste like.]