thatfireinyoureyes:

mr-dorian-gray:

thatfireinyoureyes:

mr-dorian-gray:

thatfireinyoureyes:

mr-dorian-gray:

Perhaps. I rather like clarification, though. -He smirks, leaning down to kiss the other’s jaw, nibbling slightly, voice a murmur with a little sigh, the hand on his side stilling to merely rest on the warm skin there instead.- You may regret it in the morning when you come back to your senses.

-He chuckles softly, his head tilting slightly to expose himself to the attention, his fingers squeezing briefly at Dorian’s side.- H-honestly, I doubt it. -He mutters, his eyes closing for a moment and a small smile lacing his lips.-

-He chuckles, raising his brow slightly.- I suppose we’ll see. -He moves in to draw a kiss from the other, lingering for a moment before speaking.- You realise that we cannot spend all night on the sofa? I expect that you’ll already be feeling rather miserable when you wake up. -He gives a little laugh.- 

-Giving a little smile, he returns the kiss, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment before reopening when he spoke. He laughed softly, though nodding- I know.  I don’t expect it’ll stay so comfortable if we were to fall asleep like this. -He chuckles softly himself-

Not to mention the effects of the alcohol you’ll surely be suffering from tomorrow. -He grins, giving the other’s shoulder a light squeeze before pulling his trousers on.- I can show you to your room… If you’re able to stand, that is. -He smirks.-

There’s that, too. -He chuckles slightly, though flushing at the comment. Grabbing his jeans, he tugs them back on and moves to stand, wobbling slightly but hiding any other discomfort he felt easily.- Lead the way. -He lets out another little laugh, keeping steady.-

-He chuckles at the other’s unsteadiness, wrapping one arm around his shoulders, whilst keeping the other in his pocket.- It wouldn’t do to have you falling down the stairs. -Smirking still, he begins leading the way up the vast staircase, heading towards the floor on which both their rooms are situated.-