Date: 2017-05-15 11:44 pm (UTC)
propertool: (we spilled out on the floor)
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Dorian said nothing. He flicked his eyes up to meet Bull's again, the corner of his mouth tugging into a smile. His hips rolled, smoothly and gently. He was happy, enjoying himself, just getting himself off against the heat of Bull's thigh like this.

Which wouldn't be entirely fair to Bull, would it?

With one hand, he reached for the line of hair that disappeared down Bull's loose trousers again. Dorian's fingers searched lower this time, finding the prize of Bull's cock nestled between his legs.
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