OOM: For Sinric

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Dorian's room is of late, late Victorian opulence bordering on Art Nouveau, and encompasses in its small space a little bit of everything that a gentleman of leisure might keep in his home.

The walls are papered in deep jewel-toned hues and covered with paintings -- portraits from all times of history, but no landscapes or still lives -- there is a small writing desk, a book-case filled with books bound in linen, silk, or leather, two chaise-longues arranged around a small table that, at this moment, only holds a potted orchid but has enough room for drinks, even a small repast, and a rococo bed in the corner, head and foot curved gently as if to encompass those that will rest, or play, upon it. There is a fire in the fireplace, a view of the snow-covered greenhouse behind the rich, purple drapes on the window, and chandeliers to light the room.

Dorian holds the door open for Sinric with his free hand, and bows. "Welcome to my home away from home, sweet Sinric!"

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Dorian chuckles, and takes it in his mouth again, suckling down hard.

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Sinric can feel the wave forming in him but it still shocks him when it breaks, overwhelming him utterly.

He spills into Dorian's mouth with a ragged cry, almost bend double around Dorian as he does.

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Dorian holds him as he writhes and doubles over, sucking through Sinric's orgasm to the very last moment.

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Sinric falls back, gasping like a landed fish, his pale body flushed. "Forgive me, I-"

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"You are very lovely in your pleasure," Dorian breathes, "and taste like nothing else on earth, neither man nor woman. I could keep doing this."

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Sinric laughs breathlessly, reaching to draw Dorian into a kiss. "Until I came here, I never knew I could have such a peak. It is a source of wonder to find people so willing to bring me to it."

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"I wonder why not more are queueing up for it," Dorian says. "It is a very lovely experience to give this to you."

He very willingly comes up for kisses, still tasting of Sinric's release.

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Sinric melts into the kiss, tasting the strangeness of himself on Dorian's tongue. "There are few enough who desire such a thing from me and few who show the time and care it takes. I am very rarely so quick to peak and I can't thank you enough for such kindness."

He runs a gently hand down Dorian's chest. "I hope you will permit me to return the pleasure somehow?"

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"What would you like?" Dorian says. "I'm all yours, and eminently open to your skills and inventiveness."

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"If you are in no great hurry, I would very much like to learn your body." He gently pushed Dorian on to his back, kissing slowly across his cheek to nuzzle the whorls of his ear. "And your pleasures."

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"I am in no hurry whatsoever," Dorian says. "You could keep having me for days, if you feel like it."

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Sinric chuckles and sucks lightly on Dorian's earlobe, kissing down to the soft skin behind his ear.

He takes his time, searching for the places and touches that make Dorian sigh.

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There are many of those, and Dorian is putty in his hands, and under his mouth, sighing and moaning and taking deep pleasure in each touch.

[thewidewideworld]

Dorian is so wonderfully open and joyously in his pleasure, Sinric can't resist drawing out his touches. He alternates from feather light brushes of finger and lips to firm massage and playful nips and back again.

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Dorian is soon reduced to trembling moans as he writhes in Sinric's touch, hardening rapidly.

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Sinric's kisses move up Dorian's inner thigh, his hands fanned over the tilt of Dorian's hips. "Would you have my mouth?" He asks with teasing subservience, looking up at Dorian through thick lashes.

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Dorian is whimpering loudly. This might be a very enthusiastic 'Yes'.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric smiles and moves slowly higher, tracing the shape of Dorian's pelvis with lips and fingertips. He takes his time, nuzzling and sucking lightly on the curve of Dorian's sack before rubbing his smooth cheek against the heat of Dorian's shaft.

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Dorian gives a whine, alive with pleasure and need.

"You are -- oh gods!! -- you are so excellent at this!"

[thewidewideworld]

Half a lifetime of training and practice will have that effect. But the complement is warmly taken. He smiles and presses small kisses up Dorian's shaft, teasing his tongue over sensitive spot just as the base of his head.

For all Dorian has seen and done, Sinric wonders how long he can go on before the young man begs.

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He whimpers, first.

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A sound Sinric very much enjoys, and plans to make him make again, and again.

His fingers tease over the underside of Dorian's jewels, rubbing gently over the knot of pleasure just behind them.

He watches, a little curiosity to see Dorian's reaction to being touched there as he keeps kissing and teasing Dorian's shaft. Dorian doesn't strike him as the type to react adversely but you never know.

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On the contrary -- Dorian moans, and spreads his legs widely.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric lets out a pleased little hum and stokes his clever fingers tease closer to Dorian's hole. He gently urges Dorian to stretch one calf over Sinric's shoulder, giving him better access as he playfully tongues Dorian's slit.

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Dorian stretches, puts his leg where it is welcome, and gives himself over to the amazing sensation Sinric provides.