[No, dammit, he knows he's also got some that isn't in the bedside table and—oh, that feels so damn good. He finds himself working into Dorian's hands. Anything he'd wanted to say turns muffled as Dorian's tongue assaults his mouth.
Finally, his hands grasp a bottle of lube that had been stashed away at the side of the bed. Toby applies it generously to his hands, then squeezes some out over Dorian's hands and both their cocks before working on lubricating Dorian's bottom.]
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Finally, his hands grasp a bottle of lube that had been stashed away at the side of the bed. Toby applies it generously to his hands, then squeezes some out over Dorian's hands and both their cocks before working on lubricating Dorian's bottom.]