It really wasn't going to last long. For all that Cole had experienced things through other people, this was something beyond unfamiliar. He'd never really felt good in his own body before. He settled for not being uncomfortable, but actually connecting with and feeling pleasure through his body was so alien that he couldn't even begin to process it.

The kisses were the only thing he was managing to consciously do. The grasping and pulling and moving was all without thought, just instinct and want and certainty that he liked it.

"Too much," he finally gasped. "Too, filling full, overflowing, Dorian, help me, it's too much." But he didn't want to stop.