[Orym peeks down as Dorian tests the water, catching the scent of those oils, softly floral and sweet. He settles himself in the other man's lap, murmuring his approval at the warmth of the water.
He turns to face Dorian, more straddling his lap now, leaning close to touch a kiss to his shoulder before looking up at him.]
You all right?
[Because it is hitting Orym too. This is... it's a lot. There's not an ounce of regret in him either, but his mind is racing still, like his heart is racing.]
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Date: 2023-09-03 05:59 am (UTC)He turns to face Dorian, more straddling his lap now, leaning close to touch a kiss to his shoulder before looking up at him.]
You all right?
[Because it is hitting Orym too. This is... it's a lot. There's not an ounce of regret in him either, but his mind is racing still, like his heart is racing.]