[Taryon's moans are softer as he rides the rest of his orgasm, with Dorian cleaning him so diligently. When his cock softens, his licks tickle him more than stimulate him, and he stifles a giggle by humming.
Both of his hands move onto his stomach. He's sweating, his legs are spread out wide, but he feels he's never been more relaxed.]
Hmm. [He closes his eyes like a pleased cat. He was very good, wasn't he? Dorian is right.] That was wonderful.
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Both of his hands move onto his stomach. He's sweating, his legs are spread out wide, but he feels he's never been more relaxed.]
Hmm. [He closes his eyes like a pleased cat. He was very good, wasn't he? Dorian is right.] That was wonderful.