Dorian exited the bathroom in a boil of steam, putting the finishing touches on the wax in his moustache. He padded on damp feet over to where Bull was in the living room, putting finishing touches on his spread, and stood on the tips of his toes to offer a pliant kiss. Bull's shirt was more than enough to cover all of the important parts of him, save perhaps that it fell off one shoulder. Which was not so much a bother to Dorian. He enjoyed showing just enough skin. Especially when he knew he was a picture in white.
"I have the night off. We could stay in and catch a film. Unless you've something else in mind."
Dorian was feeling game, despite the hitch in his walk. Though it was Bull's limp that worried him.
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Date: 2017-05-04 03:44 am (UTC)"I have the night off. We could stay in and catch a film. Unless you've something else in mind."
Dorian was feeling game, despite the hitch in his walk. Though it was Bull's limp that worried him.