[Orym gasps, as if he's surprised by Dorian stilling his teasing and thrusting inside him -- when he has very clearly been trying to tempt the bard into doing exactly that. He lets his head fall back with a groan of his own -- so full of him again, stretched around his cock.
His hands settle at Dorian's shoulders, down to trace over his chest, touching because gods he needs to touch him.]
You have me, all of me, however you want me. I want it too. Fuck.
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Date: 2023-09-22 04:57 am (UTC)His hands settle at Dorian's shoulders, down to trace over his chest, touching because gods he needs to touch him.]
You have me, all of me, however you want me. I want it too. Fuck.