Dorian got to be his first anything - but Bramen kept that quiet for the time being, managing a smile as the man led him off to the bedroom. There was something reassuring about the man's words, the man's promise to explore. That's what Bramen wanted, to explore, to understand - and most of all, to experience it with Dorian. He took a quicker step and brushed his lips against the Warlock's own again, that smile turning into a bit more of a confident grin.

"I think I'd like that, exploring you," he said as they made their way into the bedroom, letting his hands move to Dorian's attire. His hands smoothed over the man's chest, unfastening a few of the clasps on his armour. He tugged at the fabric and leaned in for another kiss, eager to feel those lips against his own again. He was good at that much at least, trusted his skill in being able to kiss someone.

He worried at the fabric of Dorian's attire, wringing it in a hand a little as he looked to his friend, his skin and eyes glowing in the darker bedroom now. He met Dorian's gaze, pausing for a moment before asking again, voice quieter once more.

"And if I need to stop for a minute... We can, can't we?"