Dorian lay where he was beneath Bull for a long moment, shivering, giving a low moan of post-pleasure ache. The warmth of the orgasm still spread through him, tingling in his fingers and toes, only enhanced by the magical outburst. He'd not been able to help it. And Bull had, of course, given him permission.
He stay there for just a little while longer, feeling Bull grow soft again inside of him. He was reluctant to move, despite Bull's mouth dancing across his neck, his ear.
"I'm yours, sweetheart," he murmured, dazed and pleased and warm. "Worried you might have missed a spot? I think everyone will be able to see it already."
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Date: 2017-09-01 12:36 am (UTC)He stay there for just a little while longer, feeling Bull grow soft again inside of him. He was reluctant to move, despite Bull's mouth dancing across his neck, his ear.
"I'm yours, sweetheart," he murmured, dazed and pleased and warm. "Worried you might have missed a spot? I think everyone will be able to see it already."