[Cyril hums as he settles into the kiss, and moves his good arm around Dorian's body, wanting to hold onto something. Now that the sex has faded into afterglow he's left with a heart too full of some kind of emotion he can't name.
When they pull away he looks up at Dorian with admiration in his eyes. He doesn't speak or move just yet and simply takes the moment to enjoy the man he's with.]
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When they pull away he looks up at Dorian with admiration in his eyes. He doesn't speak or move just yet and simply takes the moment to enjoy the man he's with.]