"Likely...excuse..." Dorian's voice was muffled because he was gagging his mouth on the sleeve of his shirt trying to figure out why this was not working until he got the idea that he'd gotten the wrong hole. Fortunately, this was getting dressed and not having sex for that very reason.

Dorian's frustration was palpable and it didn't help that Bull was chuckling at him, but he finally managed to stuff his head through the proper opening, leaving the serpent clasps alone because he didn't think he had time for all of that. He dispensed with the undergarments and grabbed his leathers immediately.

"How comforting..." and unhelpful, you're very unhelpful, and these pants were unhelpful as well...Dorian loved accentuating materials any other day, but it was not conducive to getting dressed quickly and leather loved pulling. Wheat made it worse was standing up and trying to get his pants on, it was like watching a two-year-old getting dressed. After a moment he threw himself on the bed and went for the laying down technique. When in doubt.

He had had to arch himself up a bit because as much as it was a gift to have a shapely ass, it was also an obstacle at this moment in his life. Digging his heels into the edge of the bed he levered himself and with a triumphant shout his pants were on. Of course, laces were his next problem, but one victory at a time