[Not that Dorian has ever asked for or particularly needed Jamie's permission to do anything like that. But there's nothing wrong with making his desires known.]
Does that mean I'd have to split my tips, though?
[Jamie grins and rocks his hips toward the light touch teasing over his cock. His face gets hot and he bites his lip. He's already aching hard: he's been dying for that denied release all night, pushed high every time Dorian pulled him into a back room or his office. He tips his head, giving Dorian more access to his neck.]
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[Not that Dorian has ever asked for or particularly needed Jamie's permission to do anything like that. But there's nothing wrong with making his desires known.]
Does that mean I'd have to split my tips, though?
[Jamie grins and rocks his hips toward the light touch teasing over his cock. His face gets hot and he bites his lip. He's already aching hard: he's been dying for that denied release all night, pushed high every time Dorian pulled him into a back room or his office. He tips his head, giving Dorian more access to his neck.]
Please, darling. I've been waiting all night.