That haze in Dorian's eyes as he scrambles back to grips was something Angel took a little pride in causing. His face shifts back, brown eyes watching the taller man and slipping off his own boxers while they were apart.

Angel smirked at Dori's first question, reaching behind him to grab a pillow off of the couch. "Glad to see we both are and we might as well stay down here. There's more room." Angel sprawled a little where he was, unashamed of his nakedness and looking as comfortable as he might be on a mountain of pillows. He waited patiently with fake slightly sleepy look, eyes half hooded like a panther in the forest.