[He bites his lip and nods, then turns away too quickly to notice Dorian's reaction as he bends over the sink and vomits into the basin. He hasn't eaten in a while, but he manages to empty his stomach contents followed by spit.
With that, he gargles water to clean his mouth and washes his face, thinking of any traces of vomit instead of the cum: of his current discomfort instead of the faces of those men as they pleasured themselves with Taryon's body.
He sticks his head under the faucet and lets the water run over his head. It cleans what was stuck in his hair, and he stands up with his head thrown back, hair flicking behind him.
When he opens his eyes, he's clear of any of the men's marks.]
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With that, he gargles water to clean his mouth and washes his face, thinking of any traces of vomit instead of the cum: of his current discomfort instead of the faces of those men as they pleasured themselves with Taryon's body.
He sticks his head under the faucet and lets the water run over his head. It cleans what was stuck in his hair, and he stands up with his head thrown back, hair flicking behind him.
When he opens his eyes, he's clear of any of the men's marks.]