Dorian let out a quiet snort, as he continued to nuzzle affectionate kisses -- because honestly wriggling was quite nice. "Do give me warning when they are about to come up for a visit then? I want the chance to duck if they decide to hit first and ask questions about you choosing me later."

Still, his grip on Cole turned into a caress, and he nuzzled a little more as he smiled. He was chosen, after all. Someone wanted him, for him.