Ah. Yes. That would do the sort of thing that would garner the attention of certain body parts below Dorian's finely belted sash. He made a soft groan of, " Maker..", as his hands gripped at Cole's hips. One hand went to silky soft pale hair, and the other slipped right along the curve of Cole's spine, right above the line of the towel. He shifted slightly to pull Cole in closer, but without tugging on his injured thigh.