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[killedwithlove]

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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[insurgoaltus]

Dorian curled into the sharp planes of Cole's body, letting him kiss him, kissing him in kind as he cupped his face. Amusement flashed through his grey eyes. "Naturally, if you want to."

[killedwithlove]

"I might not be able to. I haven't tried before." He kissed Dorian again, slowly getting control of his body back and wrapping himself around Dorian, legs trying to pull him in close.

[insurgoaltus]

"Mmmm, it does take practice. Managing of teeth and tongue, trying not to choke ..." Dorian moved between Cole's legs, as the other man wrapped him up around him. All pale, sinewy limbs ... yes, Dorian could get used to this. He hummed his pleasure against Cole's mouth.

[killedwithlove]

Cole hummed his agreement, shivering at the things that Dorian felt, thought, remembered. He rocked his body to Dorian's, kissing him softly on the mouth. "I can practice a lot. With you."

[insurgoaltus]

Clearly, Cole was trying to make his eyes cross, and his cock that had started to soften post Cole's orgasm, now began to stir again as Cole rocked into him. "I have ... not a single objection that. As long as ... you come back for more."

[killedwithlove]

"I'll need to come back for more, to keep practicing and getting better." He kissed the corner of Dorian's mouth, then his lips.

[insurgoaltus]

"Hmph, should I ask who you need to get better for?" Dorian asked dryly, but then Cole's lips were on his, and he lost himself for a little while.

[killedwithlove]

The reply had to wait until Cole was done with kissing. "You, of course."

[insurgoaltus]

"Ah Cole ... you don't have to impress me with sexual prowess ... " Dorian murmured against his mouth, "Just ... want me like you do now. Wholeheartedly and without shame. That is enough for me to want you for as long as I can have you."

[killedwithlove]

"I know I don't. But I want to get better. I like getting better at things." He rocked his body to Dorian's with a soft exhalation. "I want to learn you."

[insurgoaltus]

"Oh ... well ... you are doing much better ... " Dorian let out a breathy sort of moan, as he rocked back in turn, before he pressed his mouth against Cole's throat, groaning against him. "Maker, Cole..."

[killedwithlove]

Cole wriggle and got both his legs free to wrap around Dorian's hips suggestively. "I'm still here," he promised. "I still want you to teach me more."

[insurgoaltus]

"Well ... it would be helpful if you didn't keep moving about ... as I am about to grind myself to completion against your stomach like a teenager ..." Dorian said between gritted teeth, because that wriggle made his hands grip down on Cole's hips so he could move against them.

[killedwithlove]

"Don't you want me to use my mouth on you? Taste you?" It might have been tease. It might have been innocent asking. It might, oddly, be a mix of both.

But he stops wriggling so much, just tightening his legs to pull Dorian flush to him.