Dorian's eyes lit up with interest and he grinned like Bramen had given him a very early Christmas gift. Well, if people still gave those. The tradition died out ages ago.

"Oh, now you have to tell me what you thought about." He slowly his strokes so that he could explore the three slits in the head. "Did you imagine fucking me? Or was I fucking you, darling?"

He grinned at the idea. It sounded like there were hidden depths in Bramen's mind that he needed to discover.