[The enthusiastic response to his invitation to touch is enough implicit permission to let Dorian take things further between them. After a few moments he draws her closer, and seamlessly into the warmth of his lap. It's a closeness he's craved with her, and his appreciation webs out into a touch that slides warmly over her torso, before coming to rest over the softness of one of her breasts, massing softly, his thumb passing over a covered nipple in a pointed touch.
He parts from their kiss then, and starts kissing down the soft column of her neck, seeking out her excitement and attraction to something that, undoubtedly, must be newer to her. He's paying attention to her reactions and any hitching of breath or sounds that might be pouring from her, looking for signs of arousal and wanting for more. Reasons to go further, and to take her hand to lead him back to his bedroom.]
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He parts from their kiss then, and starts kissing down the soft column of her neck, seeking out her excitement and attraction to something that, undoubtedly, must be newer to her. He's paying attention to her reactions and any hitching of breath or sounds that might be pouring from her, looking for signs of arousal and wanting for more. Reasons to go further, and to take her hand to lead him back to his bedroom.]