[ Dorian did use that word. Why did he use that word.
(He knows why he used that word, for the same reason it gives him a pulse of dark arousal now when Bull repeats it back at him.)
This time, the bed seems to move with them, and thrust of invasive tension takes away any humour Dorian might see in it. The bite at his ear still stings, and the pinch around sensitised, swollen flesh draws a sharp, inarticulate sound from him, these little prods of sharp driving him mad in ways specifically appropriate for the setting. ]
How l-long would-- [ Banter cuts off as Bull thrusts into him swifter than anticipated, a strangled moan mangling words, body locking up against and into as Dorian revels in that sensation, the drag of withdraw, the force of re-entry.
He doesn't remember what he was saying. He starts again. ] Kaffas. How long do you want me like this?
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(He knows why he used that word, for the same reason it gives him a pulse of dark arousal now when Bull repeats it back at him.)
This time, the bed seems to move with them, and thrust of invasive tension takes away any humour Dorian might see in it. The bite at his ear still stings, and the pinch around sensitised, swollen flesh draws a sharp, inarticulate sound from him, these little prods of sharp driving him mad in ways specifically appropriate for the setting. ]
How l-long would-- [ Banter cuts off as Bull thrusts into him swifter than anticipated, a strangled moan mangling words, body locking up against and into as Dorian revels in that sensation, the drag of withdraw, the force of re-entry.
He doesn't remember what he was saying. He starts again. ] Kaffas. How long do you want me like this?