[ There's a thoughtful hum, as his gaze trails from the curve of Dorian's mouth down the lean scape of muscle and tan, flawless skin. ]
Matching all the way down, huh?
[ Commitment to the cause. He can appreciate that, almost as much as the view of Dorian's cock caught behind that thin layer of silk. And as Dorian leans in for that kiss, Bull's hand slips between them, the warm of his palm cupping against the tight stretch of fine fabric and squeezing firm. ]
Like this new outfit of yours better.
[ The words catch against his lips, soft in comparison to the nip of teeth that follow. ]
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Matching all the way down, huh?
[ Commitment to the cause. He can appreciate that, almost as much as the view of Dorian's cock caught behind that thin layer of silk. And as Dorian leans in for that kiss, Bull's hand slips between them, the warm of his palm cupping against the tight stretch of fine fabric and squeezing firm. ]
Like this new outfit of yours better.
[ The words catch against his lips, soft in comparison to the nip of teeth that follow. ]