[ Can't rightly refuse him anything. It's something of a problem, just not right now.
Gazes locked, Bull lets him have those last few inches in one slick thrust, hips smacking against the back of his thighs. He can feel the instinctive quiver, the tension of his body struggling to adjust, and one hand smooths against his thigh. ]
That's it. Just breathe.
[ Bull's got him, he's not going anywhere. That shivering tension will ease, enough to move without hurting him, and he's watching him carefully. Even as he marvels inwardly at how good it feels to be buried inside of him, feeling the way he clutches tight around him.
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Gazes locked, Bull lets him have those last few inches in one slick thrust, hips smacking against the back of his thighs. He can feel the instinctive quiver, the tension of his body struggling to adjust, and one hand smooths against his thigh. ]
That's it. Just breathe.
[ Bull's got him, he's not going anywhere. That shivering tension will ease, enough to move without hurting him, and he's watching him carefully. Even as he marvels inwardly at how good it feels to be buried inside of him, feeling the way he clutches tight around him.
Dorian's always run hot, now's no exception. ]