Grabbing a nearby bottle of oil, Dorian slicked his fingers over while he licked over Damon's chest, reveling in the taste of skin and the sensation of a body against his. He pushed one finger into the other man and grinned against Damon's neck, before nibbling his ear. This would be, he figured from the decreased temperature of the other man, a unique and interesting endeavor.
He prepared Damon easily and swiftly, making sure the other man was well and ready before he slicked his own erection over and smirked. He'd let Damon set the pace at first, and then he'd strive to keep up.