Dorian looked like something forbidden, wearing only one of Bull's shirts. He grinned and leaned to meet the kiss; he was very aware of everywhere the shirt didn't cover, and he was sure that was Dorian's point.

"Staying in sounds good to me. My brace wasn't at Krem's place." No one had thought to bring it; Ashkaari had perfect use of both legs. He sank down onto the couch with a quiet grunt and immediately put his left leg up; he left plenty of space for Dorian.

"I like the idea of going out with you, though." Bull grinned and gently nudged Dorian once he sat. "Maybe a date tomorrow, if we can manage to leave the apartment."