It happens so quickly, that the Dark Urge isn't even undressing him so much as just getting what little matters out of the way (without tearing anything, so there is that), with Enver bracing himself against the wall and planting his feet with shivering expectation. And only when he hears the bottle un-stopper does he realize he hadn't been thinking. He cannot do this unprepared, and he is very much not. He cannot have what he wants unprepared, not without serious injury and being seen later with said injuries.

In fairness, if they were going to find anything like that anywhere on the fly it would be here. But those massive hands return to him, and with them the heavier revelation that his companion had very much come here with this in mind. And with specific consideration for rules Gortash had already set.

All the more underscoring that he hadn't come here for anything or anyone else. Would he have even bothered with anyone else?

With a groan, he's torn between following the fingers teasing his fully awakened member and lifting his hips for the finger entering him. His trousers leave in effectively trapped, unable to widen his stance further, but the tensing in his thighs says he's trying. His forehead falls against the wall, but it only seems to intensify the sound of his own voice in his ears.

Someone is going to hear him.