"Do you have any idea how long I've been wanting to do that?"

He laughed into the squeeze. Bull did love his bearhugs -- sometimes Dorian swore he was about to break ribs. Somewhere along the line, Dorian had realized that he secretly liked it. It felt secure, and he felt cared for.

"You were alright with it all?"

Bull would have stopped it if he wasn't. Dorian knew he had no qualms. But it felt like a good question to ask.