Bramen leaned forward once more, kissing the man softly. "I trust you," he murmured, letting their noses touch once more. The man was right - they did face death together. Quite regularly at that. He had to trust Dorian would tell him if something wasn't all right. The man had stopped when he asked him to, he owed the man the exact same courtesy. He nodded and nuzzled him again, one hand moving up to cup the side of the man's face.

"Whatever's easiest for you," he nodded again, allowing himself to close his eyes. "You'll tell me if it's too much."