[ Dorian lifts his head to look, a subtle shift beneath Bull's hand as marks twinge under testing touch. ]
I'd prefer to think I'm just that irresistible, [ he corrects, a little imperiously, although the effect is ruined with his voice as rough as it is, and the fact he hasn't quite gotten his breath back. He thinks about feeling them later, especially the one on the inside of his thigh, twinging against his leathers and forcing him to remember its placement, and the way Bull's mouth travelled upwards, seeking out his scent.
There are things wrong with him. This thought is more a source of amusement than anything else, mouth twisting into a half-smile. ]
Not the strangest request a partner's pitched to you, I take it.
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I'd prefer to think I'm just that irresistible, [ he corrects, a little imperiously, although the effect is ruined with his voice as rough as it is, and the fact he hasn't quite gotten his breath back. He thinks about feeling them later, especially the one on the inside of his thigh, twinging against his leathers and forcing him to remember its placement, and the way Bull's mouth travelled upwards, seeking out his scent.
There are things wrong with him. This thought is more a source of amusement than anything else, mouth twisting into a half-smile. ]
Not the strangest request a partner's pitched to you, I take it.