[ Dorian groaned, half in appreciation for the velvet warmth of his husband’s channel, but also half impatiently as it didn’t feel like enough yet.
Hooking his hands under Orym’s knees, he bent his husband’s legs to press them against his chest, folding the halfling in half to bury himself even deeper into him. Then he pounded heavily into him, snapping his hips and grinding against Orym each time their bodies met. ]
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Hooking his hands under Orym’s knees, he bent his husband’s legs to press them against his chest, folding the halfling in half to bury himself even deeper into him. Then he pounded heavily into him, snapping his hips and grinding against Orym each time their bodies met. ]