[Orym hears himself moaning too, at the feeling of Dorian's arousal pressing against him, that very tangible proof that the other man wants him. His fingers curl against Dorian's back, nails pressing into skin.]
Dorian...
[His voice is breathless, roughened with the desire that's near overwhelming.]
Want you so much... [He brushes his nose along Dorian's cheek, lips tracing along his jawline.]
It's been a really long time... [Since he's been with anyone. Since he's wanted to be with anyone. A nip of his teeth at the edge of his jaw, and his lips are brushing Dorian's ear as he murmurs the next words directly to it.] Don't be gentle.
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Dorian...
[His voice is breathless, roughened with the desire that's near overwhelming.]
Want you so much... [He brushes his nose along Dorian's cheek, lips tracing along his jawline.]
It's been a really long time... [Since he's been with anyone. Since he's wanted to be with anyone. A nip of his teeth at the edge of his jaw, and his lips are brushing Dorian's ear as he murmurs the next words directly to it.] Don't be gentle.