Bull pulled Dorian closer, right into his lap. He needed to feel him, warm and alive and there. He closed his eye when they kissed, tasting chocolate and something that was just Dorian beneath it all. One hand very gently cradled the mage's head and the other arm stayed around him.

"Kadan," he murmured, almost like it was a prayer, or like he was giving thanks. "I wish I had a better word. A more specific one."