Dorian felt his cock give a jump at the rough treatment, feeling the heat drift farther down his shoulders as he stared up at Bull with eyes wide in anticipation. He licked his lips, which already felt dry and swollen.
"Maker, I would let you eat me alive, looking like that," he breathed. He reached for Bull's horns, smoothing his palms over the rough texture, the lines of growth.
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Date: 2017-10-13 05:09 am (UTC)"Maker, I would let you eat me alive, looking like that," he breathed. He reached for Bull's horns, smoothing his palms over the rough texture, the lines of growth.