Dorian looked beautiful, aroused and flushed and needy, alive and warm against the tile. A hot shiver shot through him when Bull realized what Dorian was getting at. He shifted his weight to one arm so he could test Dorian's hole with his fingers. He groaned when he felt him ready, just like that.

He took a moment to make sure Dorian was well and truly stretched, because even if this was all a dream he couldn't quite turn off that part of his brain.

He slid his fingers free and rolled Dorian over, getting him on his knees. Maybe it wouldn't be the most comfortable against the tile but it allowed for something more... animalistic. Gave a better show to all the nobles watching. He loomed over Dorian and reached to guide himself, pushing into him without the same kind of care of hesitance he might have used outside this dream.

Bull pushed deep in a single, firm thrust.