Another light whimper came from Bramen, resting his head against Dorian's shoulder. He did as requested, remaining inside of the man for a moment longer before the Hunter slowly began to pull out of him. He slowly pulled back, his knot sticking inside the man for longer than a second, having to shift a little in place to work it out of the Warlock, nuzzling against the man's bare shoulder. He readjusted his arms around his partner, soon pushing himself back against the man as he slid his cock back inside of him - right up to the start of that bulb before pulling back. His body was still producing that sticky fluid, coating Dorian's inner walls with each movement. His cock moved with ease, the knot bumping against Dorian's body as another moan was pulled from Bramen's throat, grasping at Dorian's chest and hip

The Awoken swallowed hard, sitting on his knees as he tried to focus on thrusting inside of the man, not moving a whole lot - but it was more than enough stimulation. A few light sounds pulled from him, whimpering as nail bit against skin, hair wet from his own sweat. His mind reeled, unable to think straight - or at least about anything but that warm body squeezing around his cock. He wanted to say something, to speak to Dorian, ask how it felt - but everything just came out as a moan or stifled grunt.