[ That thumb smooths over him as though in apology, rubbing slow circles before returning to pinch again, slow. As he's promised. But the pain doesn't come without pleasure, not here, and Bull lean in to catch the corner of Zevran's mouth.
A tease of what he can have, close enough to taste. Come and get it.
He's more than just pieces being put back together now, and given the opportunity he can find himself again. ]
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[ That thumb smooths over him as though in apology, rubbing slow circles before returning to pinch again, slow. As he's promised. But the pain doesn't come without pleasure, not here, and Bull lean in to catch the corner of Zevran's mouth.
A tease of what he can have, close enough to taste. Come and get it.
He's more than just pieces being put back together now, and given the opportunity he can find himself again. ]