"Easy then." If Dorian is happy, Isra is happy. He leans in, once more and nuzzles against the other man's neck before he's able to pull away. It's a Great Sacrifice not to keep at it, but indoors is the better plan and it's what Dorian wants.

"I'm pretty ugly under the shirt. You want skin to skin, but I misplaced a lot of mine." A little reassurance, please?