Letting Dorian guide him, Bramen smiled and lay back against the mattress, head resting against the pillow. His hands moved up Dorian's forearms again, giving a light squeeze before he shifted beneath his lover. "Of course," he murmured, feeling his pulse start to quicken. He was more than happy to fetch the oil, knowing full well that his partner wasn't going to leave him unsatisfied. He rolled onto his side with Dorian leaning over him, reaching out a lanky arm towards the stand next to the bed. Fingers that were normally so deft were suddenly clumsy, groping around to open the drawer.

He managed to get it quickly enough, pulling out a vial Dorian kept there. Oil suited for massage and other choice activities - particularly useful in this one. It made Bramen wet his lips, turning over onto his back before sitting up a little, craning his neck to steal another kiss, something of a naughty chuckle behind it.

"You know I could never complain about that, even if you rode me all night, ma vhenan."