Dorian was realizing the logistics of this, and gave out a wry little smirk of his own as he shifted Cole's hands to his shoulders. "I am glad for that ... and I am afraid I must do a little more than that, Nug."

He cleared his throat and took the towel off his own shoulder, shaking it out so he could wrap it around Cole's middle. He saw glimpses of pale skin, lean muscles and other rather interesting things, which he did enjoy very much. Then he scolded himself, and made sure to tuck the towel right at Cole's hips, before putting his arms at Cole's waist. "Hold on tight, if you would?"

And with that, he lifted Cole bodily up and with ease, moving to carry him over to the chair, carefully putting him down again. "... well that was bracing. And pleasant."