[ There it is. Bull lets out a pleased hum against his ear, breath warm against his skin, and thrusts those fingers deeply once more, angling in to strike against those nerves and feel his body seize up around them. Can't overwork him, can't hit too hard or fast, not yet. ]
Breathe.
[ And he won't move again until he does, until he hears those gasps for air for himself. And then it begins again. Patiently using that point of focus to overwhelm him, then let him sink, again and again, until he's ready for a third finger. Close as he can get to prepping him and seeing if he's really as game for it as he first thought.
No chance he knew what he was signing up for down in the tavern. Now he's bound to have an inkling, and if there are any second thoughts, they're bound to surface right about now. ]
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Date: 2016-01-23 04:56 am (UTC)Breathe.
[ And he won't move again until he does, until he hears those gasps for air for himself. And then it begins again. Patiently using that point of focus to overwhelm him, then let him sink, again and again, until he's ready for a third finger. Close as he can get to prepping him and seeing if he's really as game for it as he first thought.
No chance he knew what he was signing up for down in the tavern. Now he's bound to have an inkling, and if there are any second thoughts, they're bound to surface right about now. ]