[ a heady look of arousal takes over his expression, pleased by the attention and relaxed under the recording. He sweeps his tongue briefly between his lips and then gasps softly at the drizzle of syrup lands on his bronze skin, looking up at Rude and then the camera of the device.
He’s only been recorded in a similar position for his first month in the city and to be bared, pleased and admired in such a way scratches an itch he had no idea existed.
Dorian licks at that offered finger and doesn’t stop until the digit is either cleaned up or pulled away. ]
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He’s only been recorded in a similar position for his first month in the city and to be bared, pleased and admired in such a way scratches an itch he had no idea existed.
Dorian licks at that offered finger and doesn’t stop until the digit is either cleaned up or pulled away. ]