Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip all the conversation and go straight for the experience?
In that case, rejoice! This hole meme was made for you!
RULES:
Post with your character's name, fandom and pairing preferences in the subject line.
Your character is now in the middle of having sex! Any location, sexual position and level of undress is allowed, so knock yourself out with establishing the scene of your dreams.
Comment around! See if there's anyone else who posted a perfect scene for your character to fuck in.
Keep going and finish the act. Then go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.
[ Dorian has no idea how he wound up here - for the third night in a row, this time without the excuse of inebriation (the first night) or retrieving his undergarments (the second). He's flung himself at countless men over the years, men whose names and faces he'll never remember, sometimes more than one at once.
But never a qunari. Rarely sober, though Dorian may have had a few swigs straight from the bottle to steel his nerves and let his feet find their way back to The Bull's open door without talking himself out of it.
That was hours ago, and any buzz Dorian might have benefited from has long since been sweated out. There's a different sort of intoxication loosening his limbs, now; not just the haze of orgasm (Bull is counting them, Dorian isn't) or the slick heat of skin-on-skin. It's the way Bull gentles thick fingers through his hair after securing Dorian's wrists behind his back with red rope, orders Dorian onto his knees in a low rumble that makes his spent cock ache.
They've spent the night in Bull's bed, and there's something ridiculous - maybe a little humiliating - about kneeling naked on the floor, cum drying on his chest and stomach, at perfect eye level with The Bull's massive cock.
A bead of sweat rolls down Dorian's temple and catches on his lashes. He tests his restraints, hands reflexively wanting to seek leverage, steady himself on Bull's (equally massive) thighs, and there's - not a pang of panic, exactly, but something adjacent to it darting up his spine as Dorian realizes he well and truly cannot undo these bindings on his own. ]
This would be considerably easier if I had use of my hands. [ With a flick of his chin as he attempts to get his sweat-slick bangs from his eyes, gaze traveling up to Bull's face. Looming over him like the brute he is. ]
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