[ Dorian does his best not to wince as he’s pulled up onto his knees in an awkward kneeling position, as Bedford inspects his features. The older men talk about him, around him, and he feels embarrassment flush his cheeks once again at the way Karnon describes taking him home.
The worst part is he couldn’t even deny it, even if it had been under false pretenses.
Once Tary is in position, Bedford forces him down again, nearly dragging him as he holds his his head right over Tary’s lap.
“I’m sure you know what to do,” the older man says with a laugh as he sits back, waiting for the show.
Swallowing nervously, Dorian does his best to avoid looking at Tary, though he can’t help glancing at the other man as he reaches for his pants with trembling hands. ]
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The worst part is he couldn’t even deny it, even if it had been under false pretenses.
Once Tary is in position, Bedford forces him down again, nearly dragging him as he holds his his head right over Tary’s lap.
“I’m sure you know what to do,” the older man says with a laugh as he sits back, waiting for the show.
Swallowing nervously, Dorian does his best to avoid looking at Tary, though he can’t help glancing at the other man as he reaches for his pants with trembling hands. ]