It must be your charm, I find myself utterly infatuated.

[Maybe he could convince the pretty bard to spend the evening with him once he was finished with his responsibilities. Even just the idea of being able to hoard the genasi for himself for a nice soothing bath and to cuddle up and sleep was enough, and certainly wouldn't be out of the realm of reason.

The thought just had him all the more convinced to ensure Dorian enjoyed himself, keeping his attention on his lover's erection even as he was taking advantage of that exposed throat to lavish it with teasing little nips and kisses. It wouldn't do for Dorian to finish too early after all, so he'd definitely be pulling his hand away gently if he got the sense that he was drawing too close to climax.]

Maybe once you've finished for the evening I can steal you away to pamper, hm?