Dorian laughed breathlessly and slid a hand in to Bramen's hair to pull him away from the mess on his stomach. "It's not very pleasant at first. Come here and kiss me instead. My lips taste fine."

His whole body was tingling, from the tips of his toes to the top of his head. It was pleasant and beautiful and lovely. He wanted to kiss Bramen until he felt warm and ready for that cock he still wanted inside him.

"You don't have to get used to it unless you want to," he said as he brushed his lips against Bramens between words. "It's an acquired taste."