[Taryon does not even question Dorian's intentions when he reaches for his hand and heads to the bed. It's not like they have to hold hands all the time, but it simply feels that following along with Dorian is the right thing to do.]
Hm. I think I see where you're going with this. [Bed, the hand on his back, that smile. The idea that this wouldn't be Taryon's typical idea of taking a break from writing doesn't cross his mind.]
his dumbassary knows no bounds
Hm. I think I see where you're going with this. [Bed, the hand on his back, that smile. The idea that this wouldn't be Taryon's typical idea of taking a break from writing doesn't cross his mind.]