Dorian sighed, simply letting himself enjoy the feel of Bull's huge hands and rough fingers brushing over the sensitive skin of his abdomen. He lifted his arms, letting the shirt move off.

As soon as it was over his head, he immediately set on Bull with his mouth and hands, teasing scars with his fingers, running them along the ridges of sensitive skin at the edges. Teasing one of his nipples with a hot tongue.

"I don't know. It wasn't a very good outfit. You might have got away with it this time."