[Orym shivers at the first sensation of that tongue touching over his lips, He shifts forward, molding himself up against Dorian, closing any space left between them as if drawn by some force he couldn't resist if he tried. And he doesn't want to resist.
He lets his tongue slide along Dorian's, losing a soft sound to the kiss. Dorian is kissing him. The realization is amazing still, that Dorian feels the same for him.]
Dorian... [He murmurs his name straight to Dorian's lips.]
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He lets his tongue slide along Dorian's, losing a soft sound to the kiss. Dorian is kissing him. The realization is amazing still, that Dorian feels the same for him.]
Dorian... [He murmurs his name straight to Dorian's lips.]