[ Dorian hums as he nods, his gaze following Orym’s. ]
In the alcove there, right.
[ Dorian is definitely having the same thought too. Which is why, after he slowly slips down from the altar, he gently scoops Orym into his arms, grinning a little as he holds him bridal style and makes his way to the alcove. ]
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In the alcove there, right.
[ Dorian is definitely having the same thought too. Which is why, after he slowly slips down from the altar, he gently scoops Orym into his arms, grinning a little as he holds him bridal style and makes his way to the alcove. ]