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Dorian had woken, the acid having worked its way out of his system, to the warm weight of Ganymede in his arms.

That had been disconcerting to say the least, because he'd liked waking up like that.

He'd promptly wormed his way out of the bed and into a shower.

When his stomach had twisted with hunger, he'd dressed and done down into the bar. A tray was ordered, full of his favorite foods, and then makes his way back upstairs, arms full of food. It takes a moment, but he manages to balance the tray and open the door, kicking it shut behind him as he returns to the bed, settling the tray on it.

Mmm. Food.

Food first, he decides, fun afterward.
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Dorian Gray

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