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"Oh good ... let me see what I can do with making your body drown out then." And he slipped one hand up Cole's thigh slowly as he went back and nipped the other man's ear again, sucking on it lightly.

Cole made a small, pleased sound at the warm hand sliding up his leg which dropped into a throaty moan at the mouth on his ear.

There, a very encouraging beginning, that. He moved his mouth to that spot behind Cole's ear, as his hand teased the inside of Cole's thigh, moving ever upward, a tricky explorer all on it's own.

Cole's skin was so pale ... and he smelled of ... he wasn't even sure what, but he wanted to burrow his face into his skin, so he did, murmuring in soft Tevene quiet nonsense. Nothing that Cole could focus on, as his hand finally slipped between his legs and cupped the young man. Or at least tried to - good Maker...Cole squirmed most deliciously.

As with the night before, Cole moved like he didn't know what to do with his body. His head jerked a bit at the soft tease of lips, back into Dorian's shoulder; his leg twitched and his cock did the same as that hand brushed over his thigh, even before roaming higher.

"Dorian," he managed to breathe out, one hand cupping the back of Dorian's head, trying to pet the shaved hair at his nape. He did a twist and shimmy with his hips which pushed his legs wider and his shoulders and chest up a bit, liking the feel of Dorian burying himself in against him.

Dorian let out a long sigh, as Cole's fingers carded through the short hair at the back of his neck, and in answer he nuzzled Cole's shoulder, as he started to stroke Cole gently, using light touches to explore.

He kissed his way back up to Cole's ear, whispering softly. "Would you like to straddle me, Nug?"

Cole wriggled again, hands rubbing and kneading at Dorian's neck and shoulders as he was touched, head tipped back to let him breathe easily, giving sounds of pleasure.

It took him a moment to respond to the question, to focus enough to hear.

"Um... yes. But I don't know if I can." He tended to sitting on his heels, which was a bad idea on his leg, but then he brightened. "Oh! I put my legs around your waist. I get it."

They were going to get to the point again when Dorian was going to have to start removing clothing again. He did like the pale, strong column of Cole's neck, and he pressed his mouth there, leaving soft, sucking kisses and bites.

"There you have it.." He smiled slowly, before he gently started to guide the other man to do just that, and pushed himself a little more back on the bed so he could balance Cole's weight. "But if it hurts ... tell me, and we'll stop, all right?"

He promised, after all. Cadash, the ladies, Varric ... and himself. He would take care of their Cole.

Cole let out another loud moan, drumming his heels into the bed as Dorian lavished attention on his throat.

It took another moment to get him actually moving, sighing out a soft breath and then pushing himself around, climbing into Dorian's lap and wrapping his legs around Dorian's hips. The position left him spread and pressed close to Dorian, like the night before, and it sent a shiver up his spine and he pulled himself closer with arms and legs.

"If it hurts, do we have to stop? Or can we just do it like last night if it hurts? Last night didn't hurt." He nuzzled at Dorian's mouth and took a light kiss.

It was rather enjoyable to have a lover who was so very responsive to his touch. He did hope Cole continued to be sensitive -- even if he was loud. Also he was rather like an octopus when he wanted to be, wrapping that strong body all the way around Dorian.

Not that Dorian was going to complain ...

He shifted slightly, so he could slip off his robe and still be able to touch Cole, while one arm went around his waist, the other moved to slid up and down his side. "If it hurts you need to tell me so I can ... be easier on you." He chided, "And if I did hurt you, you should have told me."

Ah, those kisses. "...Really, Cole. The point of sexual encounters is pleasure, not pain. Unless you're into that kind of thing and then it's supposed to be a mix of the two."

He kissed back gently, looking into those too blue eyes and at that too large nose that he kissed the tip of.

Cole was discovering what useful things bodies could be for getting things you wanted, or encouraging others to give them to you. Like hugs. Naked hugs.

"I'll tell you if it hurts. It didn't hurt last night. I promise." He kissed Dorian's chin and jaw, light kisses up to his mouth. "I don't have sex with you just for pleasure. I do it because I like that connection. Intimacy? With you."

He drew back to look at Dorian, blinking at the kiss on his nose.

Dorian was starting to wonder just how much seducing he was actually getting to, instead of being seduced himself. Perhaps a potent mixture of the two.

"... well, I like being intimate with you as well." He quirked a smile at that blink, before he stated simply, "I couldn't resist. You are too damned adorable for your own good."

Maybe it was Cole doing the seduction, with his open hearted, unashamed way of being. If it was, he wasn't doing it intentionally, just reacting to the heady feeling between them.

"I know. I wouldn't be here if you didn't like it too." He pressed closer, making his cock rub against Dorian's belly and drawing a low sound. "Why does it affect my own good?"

That was probably it - Dorian could coolly fend off subtle advances - but something honest and heartfelt? He seemed to be nothing more than melted chocolate in the sun. Then to top it, it was mutual.

"Then I am glad we agree that we both like to be intimate together... " Dorian hissed out a breath, before his own hips shifted and he could feel himself become more aroused. "Because when you are adorable I wish to kiss you breathless and when you are earnest I want to touch you all over, like now."

"You should do both." Cole pressed again and took another kiss, slower and deeper. He shivered at the feeling of Dorian getting harder, and nipped lightly at his lower lip, sucking in apology before letting go. "Filling, flushing, flooding with heat, I like how that feels."

"Well when you put it that way ... " He pressed his mouth up into Cole's mouth, as his hands started to move over Cole's bared skin, up his sides, down his broad shoulders and strong arms. Over his chest around his hips to that fine ass, then setting over his thighs.

"I would hope so ... since you're the one doing it to me." He countered, a little breathless, and a lot wanting.

Cole moaned into the kiss, the sound only muffled because he was unwilling to break away. He did give a slight twinge of discomfort as Dorian's hands moved over his leg, but when they settled off the injury area he relaxed again into the heat of the moment.

"I want to do lots of things, but I don't know what they are yet." He kissed Dorian again.

Dorian hummed back against that mouth, felt that twinge and moved his hand away from the wounded area. To the waist, then, and just off the inner thighs, kneading them slightly.

"Well, you have a full library in my head ..." He muttered, as he shifted his hand down on Cole's erection even as he shifted up his hips to rub his own along the crease between those pale, rounded cheeks.

Cole liked the kneading. It was comfortable and familiar and felt good. He pushed his body in a slow roll, wincing slightly as moving made him use his leg again.

Then Dorian was there, making it better with his hand and his own movements and Cole let out another sound of pleasure. "Not the same. That's... how you feel them. Not how they are. Not how they would be to me. I like that." The last bit was directed to how Dorian touched and moved.

Dorian made a quiet noise at that roll, feeling Cole's hardness pressing against his stomach. He burrowed into another kiss, as he rolled his own hips up, letting his hand stroke against Cole again, his whisper soft. "All right ... then let's make this all about how we feel together."

Because he was quite all right with both of them feeling as good as possible.

"Yesss," he dragged the end sound out as a hiss because Dorian stroked again and he liked that. He liked it more when Dorian pushed his own hips up as well, rubbing against his skin, but this was good.

"About us." Them, and how they felt together and made each other feel. "I like that. And when you move."

"Then I shall do all of the above ... " Dorian said breathlessly, as he thrust himself up along the crevice of Cole's rather magnificent rear, his hand cupping and stroking as he kissed Cole's weak little chin, and then stole his mouth again as he created friction enough for both - thrusting his own erection slightly as he continued to stroke Cole's.

That felt good, moving them both, the pleasure echoing from Dorian, fanning the heat he felt in himself. He pushed into the kiss, tasting desire and affection across Dorian's mouth.

He shuddered at the stroke of that firm hand, gasping for breath and crying out softly.

Dorian sighed into the kiss, curling his fingers around Cole a little more tightly, so he could get slightly better friction, and squeezed that rather amazing backside, keeping Cole in place while he thrust against him.

Clearly, this was the sort of sexual relations that made men lose all their senses,

Cole gasped aloud, shivered and pushed and loved the way Dorian's hands gripped at him, at his body, spiking want from his fingertips through Cole, like a sparks spell.

It wouldn't take much, he was already wound tight and easily overloaded on pleasure. It would take a lot of enthusiastic practice to teach him otherwise.

Dorian thought that if he wasn't already in love with Cole -- he would have by that lost-in-sexual-estacsy expression that the young man had down pat. Even if he did get overloaded quickly -- that was half the charm, right there.

Not that he minded practicing. Oh no.

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