[ It is his choice, isn't it? Whether or not to take the step and cross the line, edge their relationship across it. He had said he wanted to think of something, a distraction, and the hand running up over his ribs is exactly that.
He wonders, briefly, if he should cross, let his frustration and distress over Felix's arrival drive him towards a decision he may end up regretting later. But there is more tp it than that, isn't there? Some pull, what ifs flicking across his mind. He has slept with men for less and regretted many amongst that number from all different reasons. If history is doomed again to repeat...
He's thinking too much.
It is Dorian's choice, and he makes it, leaning forward and closing the gap between them with a kiss. ]
action.
He wonders, briefly, if he should cross, let his frustration and distress over Felix's arrival drive him towards a decision he may end up regretting later. But there is more tp it than that, isn't there? Some pull, what ifs flicking across his mind. He has slept with men for less and regretted many amongst that number from all different reasons. If history is doomed again to repeat...
He's thinking too much.
It is Dorian's choice, and he makes it, leaning forward and closing the gap between them with a kiss. ]