Date: 2016-01-13 06:55 am (UTC)
ombranera: (so if we must speak seriously...)
From: [personal profile] ombranera
[ Responsive without reservation, Zevran tilts his head to give Bull more room, pressing into the scrape of his teeth as best he's able. The crackling graze and roughness of his stubble wrings out another low, breathy moan. Between the cuts and the kiss and how high he is floating, every sensation seems intensified tenfold.

But it is the word, rumble of approval in Bull's voice that has him honey sweet and sighing. All he needs to do is be good, and he's managing that.

There's a moment when he tries to stay pressed back against Bull, not wanting to lose that support and warmth but having his hand and not needing to hold himself up soothes him easily enough. He can stay still. Do as he's told. Cheek pressed to the mattress, eyes half lidded he turns to watch as best he can- wanting to at least see Bull if he cannot feel him. The sudden spice and familiar glisten of oil has him shivering in boneless anticipation and- much like with the knife- he needs the reminder to breathe. Zevran sucks in air and attempts to roll his hips back- not to grind against the sheets but for more of that too slick touch. ]


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