Dorian didn't miss the surprise Akio seemed to greet his sudden presence with, but that didn't stop his motions either. Merely, he noted the reaction he had earned, but ushered past it in hopes of correcting the mistake that he believed had been made. Yet, upon seeing the surprise and hesitance in akio, it was a bit difficult to do so. Even speaking as confidently as he had, some doubt did linger in his mind as to whether this was acceptable. Was it truly not going to disgust the young prince? Dorian hoped desperately that is words wouldn't do anything to offend him, though part of him believed strongly that in their feelings for one another, his actions would not be viewed as such. Dorian forced himself to clutch to this optimistic belief as he made the gentle notions of caressing the other's partially-exposed figure. The warmth of the other's flesh drew him in like a moth to flame, yet the lack of darkness in his gaze would tell of better intent than his demonic desires would. Dorian was not approaching the prince due to the sheer desire of intimacy-- Dorian was here as more of a man in love than a demon. Yes, he felt particular urges, yet.... Akio's feelings were more dear to him than his success. This he realized and took into consideration as he paused his speech and motions as he had drawn the two near each other. He waited a response. While he had heard the small breaths Akio had taken and the other man had yet to back away, Dorian was unsure of how well his actions would be taken yet.

Akio may yet have lines he didn't wish to tread; Dorian didn't wish to straddle them without at least approaching the topic with care. No matter how enticing this position... With their hips nearly brushing and his arms fully encircling the other's form, Dorian's gaze swept slowly about Akio's form with care. However, as the other spoke up, his golden eyes calmly returned to Akio's face. There, he searched for reactions. Between the lack of disgust present there and the words he received on his own need to change, Dorian's eyes widened slightly. It seemed a bold move, in place of what he had been expecting. Chuckling softly, his words lead a grin to his face as he felt the other's hands move to the top button of his shirt. "It is as you say." He responded casually enough, though a suave note still lit his tone as curiosity yet danced in his gaze. It wasn't sinister in the least as it had been when they met, not here, again it was the more adolescent version of Dorian. Standing there was a childishly curious, slightly devious but well-intentioned young man in place of the demon that had taken Akio to court. Dorian was treading the line of humanity with every action he'd taken since arriving here with Akio. The feeling of the other's hands slowly moving down along his torso to expose the well-toned form beneath his shirt. The demonic seal on his chest would be fully revealed now, a black circle in what was once ink, now fully a part of his skin. It was a mark Dorian felt some will to cover up, as it not only marked that he had sealed a deal with a demon, but that he had become a demon by what many would call inappropriate means. The deal that turned him was sealed before his true death, something that at times had caused him trouble among court, as the mark had among humans.

Dorian was ware of it as it was revealed, though he made no move to hide it as his shirt now hung open for Akio. The other's warm hands moving up along his bare chest, Dorian felt heat rush to his form as a tingling sensation jostled his stomach. He'd never quite delighted from another's touch like so. It was all rather boyish, rather human of him, he supposed... A small smile lining his lips as he sensed some hesitance from Akio, he gently leaned forward to look the other in the eyes, one of his hands rising to brush past the other's cheek as his other hand found a place along the other's hip. "Do my advances frighten you?" He asked at first, a bit playful before he shook his head a little. "You are more brave than that. Rather.... I assure you, I would do nothing beyond your consent. You needn't be worried." He spoke in earnest, golden gaze flickering with both admiration of the man he stood with and curiosity as to what he thought of their intimate motions.