[He lets his hand move under the shirt and jacket, calloused fingers sliding over his chest at that lovely arch, thumb running over a nipple before his touch was nudging the fabric off Dorian's shoulder in the process. And if his kisses were trailing a bit now, along the genasi's jaw towards an ear? Well surely that would be well-received.]
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[He lets his hand move under the shirt and jacket, calloused fingers sliding over his chest at that lovely arch, thumb running over a nipple before his touch was nudging the fabric off Dorian's shoulder in the process. And if his kisses were trailing a bit now, along the genasi's jaw towards an ear? Well surely that would be well-received.]