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A couple of days of enforced bed rest had Cole's thigh knitted up and the bruising mostly gone from sight. After so long trapped inside, it was hardly surprising that Cole immediately took off into the yard and gardens, visiting all the animals and people he hadn't been able to see while he was healing.

It was around dinner time that he realised he felt something tight and hard, an over wound string waiting to snap. He followed it, flicking through shadows and almost distracted by the bright, painful grief of a soldier, but the grief would burn out and this felt bad.

This was Dorian. Dorian needed him. Cole made his way up to Dorian's reading nook, making sure to be noticeable before he rounded the corner. "Dorian?"

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Cole looked up at Dorian, wincing as Dorian realised and the understanding hurt him, stabbing through his chest and down low in his gut. "I know you wouldn't. I wouldn't be here if you were someone who could do that."

Not even would, but could. Dorian isn't like that.

He propped himself up on his elbows. "I just don't want to untangle all the memories and differences now. And this way I won't fall over when you make my legs go weak."

Dorian sighed at that look, that look of complete trust and honesty. Cole could get him to do more ridiculous things with that look then Dorian wanted to admit. He lowered himself on the bed, crawling up on his hands and knees, going between Cole's legs so he could be poised above Cole's body, bumping his nose against the other man's.

"Well, I will do that. But ... I don't want to ever do anything to hurt you, to bring up those memories, so you have to tell me, Cole. Promise me. I don't want anything we do to be tainted. All right?"

Dorian crawled up and Cole responded by dropping back to the bed and wrapping his arms around Dorian's neck and kissing him instead. He liked kissing, he liked the closeness, the way it felt, the way it burned deep in him without ever hurting.

He broke apart to let Dorian speak and nodded. "I won't let you do anything that makes me uncomfortable. I promise. Even if you're liking it. Sex should be good for everyone involved. It wouldn't be good for either of us if I let you do something I didn't like."

Kissing Cole always sends his doubts frizzling away in the face of his utter hunger for the man beneath him, but he holds back for Cole's answer. Relief touches his handsome features, before he gives Cole another kiss. Deeper, this time, more involved.

Then he just murmurs against Cole's mouth, as he slides his hands down Cole's bared skin, "Good. As I am only planning on doing things you will like, very much."

"I know you are." He did know and he trusted it completely. Knowing that Dorian planned and wanted to do things to make him feel good sent a thrill of heat through him... and brought that brightness to his eyes.

There was a lot of Compassion and empathy in good sex.

Which was probably why Dorian was so very enamored of Cole. Despite his best efforts -- he really did have a lot of both. He hummed softly, before he leaned down to press another kiss to Cole's mouth, then his jaw, moving his kisses again down the other man's body, but more slowly this time, since he had a much more comfortable surface to work with.

And with the luxury of the bed, Cole could stretch out, reach his arms over his head and leave a taut expanse of skin for Dorian to explore and kiss. He pushed up against Dorian with a soft hum and the wisps came closer, flushing warm colours.

Oh, now that was a delightful stretch of skin, very nice. He pressed his mouth against his collarbone, then down the sweep of his warm skin. Pressed his stomach to one nipple, biting down on it gently, before he turned into a gentle suck instead.

Cole wriggled at the attention, his pleased wriggle and sigh, hands knotting in the pillows above his head. His hips rolled, unable to hold himself still for any amount of time, especially when there was sensation.

"Do- Dorian..." His voice was a soft whine, but just because he couldn't manage another tone.

Dorian whispered softly, nonsense words against the other man's skin, as he slipped down the other man's body. Kissing the planes of his stomach, sinking in his teeth a little into the beautiful and pale flesh.

"I shall take good, good care of you." He murmured, as he pressed another kiss along his hipbone.

Cole managed to untangle his hand, reaching down to softly pet Dorian's hair. He was still wriggling a little under the attention, making low sounds of enjoyment.

"Yes. You always do."

Dorian made a quiet, happy noise at the hand in his hair, as he gently slipped his hands down the other man's thighs as he peppered his lower abdomen with feather-light, teasing kisses.

"Oh, don't stop that ... I like that ..."

Cole pushed his fingers into Dorian's hair, rubbing his scalp softly and combing his fingers through the dark strands. "Like that?"

"Hmmm, yeees, just like that ... " And make no doubt, Dorian showed his appreciation of that with his tongue and lips, nibbling his way along the inside of Cole's thigh, as his cheek brushed against the other man's cock.

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Cole kept it up, massaging and rubbing and lightly tugging, just to let it be felt. He gave a soft moan at the way Dorian's mouth moved over his leg, shivering and rocking back and forth softly.

Dorian made quiet noises in return, as he started to nuzzle between the other man's legs, before turning his mouth and tongue to work on Cole's genitals, mouthing the other man's balls delicately with his tongue, before sliding his lips along the shaft carefully, knowing that Cole would not want the scrape of teeth, that hint of pain. All pleasure, as his mouth wrapped around tip, and he sucked down, lightly.

Cole's mouth was open, breathing between his lips and kneading the blankets and Dorian's scalp with his fingers. He knew it would feel good, but knowing that and feeling it were far from the same thing.

And then Dorian suckled on him he just cried out loud, eyes going wide and unseeing.

Well, that was the perfect reaction to what he was looking for, and so he suckled down again, working on that sucking motion as best he could with his mouth alone. He would have to work Cole with his hand, soon enough, but the slightly salty taste, the noises that Cole was making ... he was content enough with this for now.

That was more than enough for Cole. He was slowly getting used to feeling good, but this was a lot more than that. This was heat and wet and intense and he had never been so aware of one point on his body before.

"Dorian!" He kneaded Dorian's scalp.

Well, that sort of cry just meant he was that much closer to his goal, and yes, he did pump with his fist at the base, but that just meant he could suck the tip of Cole's cock that much easier. He was waiting for that tell-tale sign, that moment where he knew that all Cole needed was a little push over.

Cole wriggled under Dorian's attentions, breathing sharp and ragged and already so overwhelmed. One day, he would learn not to just lose himself instantly into pleasure. But it would not be today as he cried out loudly and came.

Dorian made a low noise that vibrated around Cole as he came, because honestly now he was so hard it was ridiculous. He had to keep himself from touching himself at all, lest he jerk himself off at the mere sound of Cole losing himself to pleasure.

He sucked down, hard, to make sure he swallowed -- although he decided to make it clear to Cole that it was personal preference and not a 'have to'. Then he gently released him with his lips, panting out softly as he rested his slightly sweaty forehead against Cole's stomach.

Cole made another noise, a little strangled, a lot panted and catching in his throat. He shuddered with that noise, cock twitching again and body shuddering into something like rest as Dorian sank onto him.

He finally made himself move, petting Dorian's head and hair.

Dorian exhaled, slowly, as Cole's fingers found their way back into his hair and he chuckled softly. "...am I to take the petting that I have done a good job then?"

Cole gave a heavy exhale and then managed to get his breath back. "That was very intense," he whispered finally. "Very good, but so... intense."

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