"Lucky for me we were smart enough to prepare a bath."

Dorian's eyes were still dark with heavy pupils, but he managed a quirk of his mouth as he let Bull hold him. He hadn't minded the rough touches at all. He'd found he'd actually liked them, wouldn't mind a bit of a feral Bull now and then.

But he also appreciated the softness and the kindness with which Bull's arms held him now.

He could still feel Bull dripping down the back of his thigh.

He ignored it for the moment, in favor of pressing their mouths together in a long, heated kiss.