[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.]
[If he's looking for any signs of her enjoyment, they are nearly all there, the heavy breathing, the soft little noises she makes when his mouth skirts right over that spot on her neck below her ear, the way she leans into him. For as much as he's exploring her, she touches him just as much. Her hands seek out his warmth, and her mind is already racing for what is under them.
When he does take her hand, she is just as receptive, eager to go further with him-- though kissing him like this is just as fun.]
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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.]
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When he does take her hand, she is just as receptive, eager to go further with him-- though kissing him like this is just as fun.]