Bramen's eyes closed, moving closer to his lover and shifting his hips. A light hum escaped him as Dorian touched him, the rogue's own fingers stroking along the mage's hip and down towards his cock, mirroring what Dorian was doing to him. "We'll go with that," he said with a short laugh, craning his neck towards the mage and claiming his mouth for another kiss.

Another sound of contentment as he began to brush along Dorian's length, wrapping his hand around the shaft and starting to stroke the man. His mouth found its way to kiss along the mage's face again, beside his mouth, his chin, along his jaw - anywhere Bramen could get his lips. He loved every minute he could spend like this with the man beside him, that heat between their bodies, that steady build up.

He sighed across the man's face, his free arm slipping around Dorian's shoulders as a leg came out to stroke across his own, an ankle curling around the mage's. Anything to bring them closer, Bramen's nose rubbing against Dorian's between their short kisses.

"Plenty of time to have you at my side... And for me to be by yours."