[Fenris seems a bit tense- the hands in his hair are demanding, and Dorian is certain he's not bad at this. No, this must be new, unfamiliar to him, and he pulls back, looking up at him, a slightly raised eyebrow accompanything a bit of a smirk.]
Are you alright? I can stop, if you wish.
[Some people just didn't care for this sort of thing.]
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Are you alright? I can stop, if you wish.
[Some people just didn't care for this sort of thing.]