Bramen shifted in closer, though that knot buried inside of Dorian remained the same size for now. He pushed a little deeper into the man, rubbing against that bundle of nerves with each motion as his arms moved around to wrap around to Dorian's chest. He worried his lip and let out another sound from his throat, fingers clutching the man's skin as he listened to those oh-so-encouraging words from his friend. His hands make an effort to try and stroke Dorian's chest, succeeding in only digging his nails in a little deeper.

"I- I need to sit here for a moment," he breathed, doing all he could to try and collect himself. Sweat beaded down from his forehead and landed against Dorian's shoulder, shifting on his knees again. His cock throbbed as he gave another small thrust, letting Dorian feel it in its entirety. "I'll pull out a bit in a minute," he said, trying not to pant too hard yet, eyes still closed, "Then I can start moving... I just wanted to see if you could take it all."

They weren't locked together just yet - but they would be.