[ He murmurs in low, lilting Antivan- working the rest of the gown and robes aside in casually practiced gestures as fluid as they are efficient. Like Dorian- he's done this before. Quite a bit. The luxury of being able to take his time with this, now...there lies the appeal. Dress gone there is but Zevran, the corset, and silken smalls he wears to help sell the illusion.
The look in Dorian's eyes- now that is familiar enough. The spark of an interest piqued, a new curiosity. One he's happy to coax along b curling a hand on top of Dorian's and tugging it to the narrowest point of his waist, the canvas and boning warm and straining against his body's natural shape. Here Dorian can feel how it leaves his breath shallow, can consider how easy it might be to leave him breathless. That, too, has great appeal.
Especially with so much of Dorian bare that might steal his breath. He toys with the end of Dorian's sash, lips curled in a lazy smile, thigh tipping out to invite further exploration. ]
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[ He murmurs in low, lilting Antivan- working the rest of the gown and robes aside in casually practiced gestures as fluid as they are efficient. Like Dorian- he's done this before. Quite a bit. The luxury of being able to take his time with this, now...there lies the appeal. Dress gone there is but Zevran, the corset, and silken smalls he wears to help sell the illusion.
The look in Dorian's eyes- now that is familiar enough. The spark of an interest piqued, a new curiosity. One he's happy to coax along b curling a hand on top of Dorian's and tugging it to the narrowest point of his waist, the canvas and boning warm and straining against his body's natural shape. Here Dorian can feel how it leaves his breath shallow, can consider how easy it might be to leave him breathless. That, too, has great appeal.
Especially with so much of Dorian bare that might steal his breath. He toys with the end of Dorian's sash, lips curled in a lazy smile, thigh tipping out to invite further exploration. ]
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