The sudden kiss was a surprise, enough to make Bramen's eyes widen but he quickly found himself able to relax, drinking it in as he returned it. Dorian's fervent passion wasn't going unnoticed and the elf welcomed every bit of it. The words had struck a chord in the man, just as they'd done to him - and this was most certainly a welcome way of showing it. His hands moved down Dorian's shoulders as their lips parted, panting lightly. Before he could speak, Dorian had cut him off with those words, that demand of his the Bramen could only nod at.

Still left breathless, he let Dorian tug at his shirt, two of the buttons coming undone in the process. More of his chest was exposed, laying back as letting his lover climb over him. Bramen blinked a few times, his head still swimming from that kiss, letting his hands come down to fumble with the rest of those buttons. Dorian's buckles would be far more difficult. A light moan passed Bramen's lips, uncertain of what else to do, not wishing to disappoint him. With those buttons undone, his hands slid up Dorian's forearms, the elf arching his back to lean up, catching his lover's mouth in another firm kiss.