"I'm sorry," he whispered. He curled his fingers beneath Dorian's and lifted his hand slowly. Bull kissed the mage's knuckles before he eased off the bed, stuff from the tension.
"Should I bring it back up or just wait in the kitchen?" he asked. Since he'd come back to himself, he'd kept his voice quiet and low, as if raising it at all might count as some kind of violence.
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Date: 2017-09-24 03:58 am (UTC)"Should I bring it back up or just wait in the kitchen?" he asked. Since he'd come back to himself, he'd kept his voice quiet and low, as if raising it at all might count as some kind of violence.