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◂ info 23 / gay / single / noah, rose & theo▸
- Dorian, too, rose from his seat. The man fully intended to follow through on their arrangement by the end of the show - that was, however, if the offer still stood by that point. Who knew what would happen over the course of the show? Certainly not him, though the thought made him a little uneasy. Regardless, the model couldn't help but feel excited - even if it was just hanging out. When Noah spoke, Dorian ducked his head briefly in a faux attempt to be embarrassed, before quickly flashing the other model a toothy, impish grin. "Quite, you know how fans can be. We can't have you getting in the way of such a pretty pairing, now can we dear?" More thick curls had slipped free from his bun by now, and Dorian found himself half tempted to give up once and for all and let his hair down. "Although," A low chuckle rumbled from him, paired with a dashing smile and a wolfish glint in his eyes. "You are quite the sight yourself - you'll certainly hear no complaints from me." Scratching at the scruff on his angular chin, Dorian shook his head. "Anyway, shall we have a look for this floral room?" A thick eyebrow was raised before the man gestured towards the house, grinning at the pair as he began walking. His lithe frame was visible beneath his clothes; toned, tanned arms swinging lightly by his sides. After a moment, Dorian looked over his shoulders beguilingly and smiled, "A bedroom hunt with such a fine pair, who'd have thought?






