Cole kept touching, stroking down low on his spine, feeling his reactions and basking in them, in making Dorian feel how much Cole wanted him here with him.

It took just a bit of shifting to get himself on his side, his injured leg resting on the bed and he could bring his hands to stroke over Dorian's side and hip as they kissed, and then kissed again.

"Can I touch you," he asked in a whisper.