Dorian was broken from his thoughts of Courtney's body at Jarvis' outburst. He was speaking as though he'd been flustered. And when Dorian turned his attention to the buyer, he knew exactly what was the cause. Courtney's rather seductive display had given Jarvis a more uncontrollable hard on than himself. Dorian glanced at the tent in the man's trousers and burst out laughing. He couldn't help it. There stood a man, one of large wealth and status, sporting a boner proudly as though it were no less acceptable than commenting on the weather. Dorian's laugh was more of a chuckle in volume, but it was resonant and deep, hinted with that same sweetly spicy tone his voice carried at all times. It may have been quiet, but it seemed to echo around the room, seeming to bounce off the walls. It was a strange effect, being that their voices sounded normal enough when they spoke. Dorian had no idea how his laugh could fill a room the way it did, but he rather liked the effect it had. His eyes were riddled with unrestrained mirth. He wasn't laughing at Jarvis. Just at the pride with which he displayed his arousal.<br/>"Forgive me Jarvis. I'm not laughing at you."<br/>He managed to stifle his amusement after a few seconds, hoping that he hadn't offended the man. Courtney's display had given him a hard on himself, but the angle of the lights and his baggy pants did a good job of hiding it. It didn't hurt that he wasn't completely hard just yet. Although, if Courtney kept up with those incredibly sensual movements, he would be pretty quickly.