[ Dorian is unprepared for the way all the strength leaves his limbs once Bull unbinds him, starts to clean him up. He'd protest - his ass is throbbing, from the smacks and how hard Bull fucked him, and normally it would be a point of pride not to let someone wipe him down - but his head is somewhere else for the moment, floaty and soft at the edges.
So he lets Bull maneuver him, the sweat cooling on his skin and leaving him briefly shivering, leaning into Bull's heat. His wrists ache, covered in red marks from the rope, and he lets Bull help him with the water, some of it dripping down his chin. He's parched.
This is more vulnerable than being tied up and fucked into the mattress, somehow. Dorian settles himself into Bull's lap, leaning against his shoulder as he comes back down to earth.
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So he lets Bull maneuver him, the sweat cooling on his skin and leaving him briefly shivering, leaning into Bull's heat. His wrists ache, covered in red marks from the rope, and he lets Bull help him with the water, some of it dripping down his chin. He's parched.
This is more vulnerable than being tied up and fucked into the mattress, somehow. Dorian settles himself into Bull's lap, leaning against his shoulder as he comes back down to earth.
Softly, without the usual bite, ]
Thank you.