[Groans and rocks back against him, getting his shirt and various straps and whatever else weird shit you always insist on wearing off of him and running his hand down his chest, kissing him deeper and rocking his hips forward to meet him]
[It'd be around this time that he'd be completely, revoltingly sappy but instead he's keeping quiet aside from murmuring his name in encouragement a few times, aiming for comfort through stability. They only slept together once for Dorian, but might as well aim to be what he's familiar with]