The positive reinforcement makes him shiver, and there's a moment where he's turn between the desire to rut against Dorian or to just drop to his knees. "Closer. I can do that."

The little building isn't the best for this, but he needs to do what he's been told. Isra presses himself close, slotting his thigh between Dorian's legs. "Any closer and we're going to need to take off our jackets."