[Taryon hums with the light nibbles along his neck, and his face grows too warm for his shirt. He raises his arms to help Dorian remove it, knowing how badly he also wants to touch the rest of him.
When he's free, he rests a hand over the one on his chest.] This never gets old. [He nudges Dorian's fingers to dig into his hair. One benefit of sleeping together is that he has learned that hairy chests are one of the most seductive features in existence, and Taryon ought to take pride in the attention.]
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When he's free, he rests a hand over the one on his chest.] This never gets old. [He nudges Dorian's fingers to dig into his hair. One benefit of sleeping together is that he has learned that hairy chests are one of the most seductive features in existence, and Taryon ought to take pride in the attention.]