[ Dorian whines as the hand draws away, his body arching to chase after the touch. But the words has his heart in his throat, though he tries to swallow around it in order to form words. ]
It might be a while…
[ He doesn’t know how many patrons will seek his attention after Kion, but it can go either way about how long it might take. ]
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It might be a while…
[ He doesn’t know how many patrons will seek his attention after Kion, but it can go either way about how long it might take. ]