[ Though Dorian's eyes are open, his gaze is unfocused as he lets the men wash an manipulate his body, just as equally dazed and helpless as his companion. He hears the drone of the guards' voices over them, though he doesn't catch any of the words, and soon their bodies are being lifted out of the tub.
He shudders as the guards dry them, running a towel over their bodies. The towel itself is soft, but the guards rough handling makes it difficult to enjoy it. ]
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He shudders as the guards dry them, running a towel over their bodies. The towel itself is soft, but the guards rough handling makes it difficult to enjoy it. ]