[Orym is trembling in the wake of his climax, small, lithe form shaking ad Dorian continues to move against him. He tightens his arms around him, panting softly, holding to the other man, an answering whimper leaving his lips as Dorian cries out for him, as he feels the other man begin to fill him with his seed.
And oh he feels whole and complete in a way he hasn't gelt in so long.]
Dorian... my Dorian. Love you so much. Won't let you go now. Can't.
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And oh he feels whole and complete in a way he hasn't gelt in so long.]
Dorian... my Dorian. Love you so much. Won't let you go now. Can't.