[When Dorian shifts his grip, Toby is nearly paralyzed with pleasure. Oh, he can barely contain himself any longer, and so he groans desperately into Dorian's mouth, completely succumbing to Dorian's assault.
How much longer can he hold out? Toby struggles to suppress the pressure inside that begs for release, but each teasing and tantalising touch sends a wave of delight through him. Shuddering again and again, he forces himself to remain at the edge just to prolong this moment with Dorian. Because he wants to draw it out, this moment where they're so tangled up in each other that nothing else exists. They are each other's worlds, they belong to each other, they are each a part of the other, and there is nothing that can tear them apart.]
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How much longer can he hold out? Toby struggles to suppress the pressure inside that begs for release, but each teasing and tantalising touch sends a wave of delight through him. Shuddering again and again, he forces himself to remain at the edge just to prolong this moment with Dorian. Because he wants to draw it out, this moment where they're so tangled up in each other that nothing else exists. They are each other's worlds, they belong to each other, they are each a part of the other, and there is nothing that can tear them apart.]