What's a knocked over (and surprisingly unbroken?) urn between them but another tally to their record of items knocked over for sex? It's not a big deal for Toby to push it aside with one foot as he's herded toward the bed, though he does manage to pick up a straggler on the way. Ah well, it'll be dealt with soon enough.
Toby wraps his hands around Dorian's face to pull him in for another kiss as clever fingers tug at his shirt. "Good, because I've nothing but you on my mind right now." He smiles warmly up at the younger man before leaning in for another kiss. This is the slice of heaven he loves and needs most in the multiverse, and knowing there will be no chance of intrusions is helpful. Not that Sin isn't lovely, but when it comes to his soulmate and making love? The vampire doesn't need any distractions.
Speaking of, time to get rid of the one round his ankle. Toby chuckles as he reaches down to grab hold of the offending fabric. "Honestly, darling, can't you pick up after yourself so I don't trip--"
His stomach lurches as he grabs hold of the fabric and realizes it's clothing. Not his, not Dorian's. Ah. Of course. Dorian wanted a little time with his other lover before she left for the day. Of course. It makes perfect sense; Dorian wants both his lovers and if one's going to be gone all day, then she certainly requires his attention before she goes.
But this outfit is a reminder, yet another reminder, that Toby's sharing his soulmate with someone he didn't get to vet, meet, or otherwise approve of before he was forced to make do or possibly lose said soulmate forever. Right after he found him again, after believing the man was dead.
He sighs and pushes Dorian off with a single swipe of his arm, using vampiric strength to move the man around. He glares at the fabric in his hand for a moment before wadding it up and tossing it out the door.
"Nice of you to tell me I'm sloppy seconds today," he mutters. "You could at least have the decency to say it to my face."
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Toby wraps his hands around Dorian's face to pull him in for another kiss as clever fingers tug at his shirt. "Good, because I've nothing but you on my mind right now." He smiles warmly up at the younger man before leaning in for another kiss. This is the slice of heaven he loves and needs most in the multiverse, and knowing there will be no chance of intrusions is helpful. Not that Sin isn't lovely, but when it comes to his soulmate and making love? The vampire doesn't need any distractions.
Speaking of, time to get rid of the one round his ankle. Toby chuckles as he reaches down to grab hold of the offending fabric. "Honestly, darling, can't you pick up after yourself so I don't trip--"
His stomach lurches as he grabs hold of the fabric and realizes it's clothing. Not his, not Dorian's. Ah. Of course. Dorian wanted a little time with his other lover before she left for the day. Of course. It makes perfect sense; Dorian wants both his lovers and if one's going to be gone all day, then she certainly requires his attention before she goes.
But this outfit is a reminder, yet another reminder, that Toby's sharing his soulmate with someone he didn't get to vet, meet, or otherwise approve of before he was forced to make do or possibly lose said soulmate forever. Right after he found him again, after believing the man was dead.
He sighs and pushes Dorian off with a single swipe of his arm, using vampiric strength to move the man around. He glares at the fabric in his hand for a moment before wadding it up and tossing it out the door.
"Nice of you to tell me I'm sloppy seconds today," he mutters. "You could at least have the decency to say it to my face."