Dorian looked at him for a long, hard moment, before he tilted his head so his face was on level with Cole's. He searched those ancient eyes -- and Maker help him -- knew Cole wasn't lying. Not to him, at least, and definitely not to himself.

So he nodded once, before he leaned in and stole a kiss against those warmed lips, running his fingers through damp hair. "Very well then. Equal footing. Let me get you a towel, partner."

He pushed himself up to his feet, going towards the chest to pull out a towel, and some clothes. "We'll also be showing you how to put things on the right way."