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The Bull was up on the wall surrounding Skyhold. There had been an influx of newcomers who were pledging themselves to the cause and the sounds and smells and everything was hitting his senses hard today. Too hard. He could feel them pushing all other thought away from his head, and all the control. He tries to find a quiet corner to deal with it.

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Krem, on the other hand, has been paying attention to the newcomers and he could feel the draw of the guide almost instantly. He smiles slightly to himself, that would be good, he knows both him and Bull need it. It isn't until everyone is in the great hall until he notices that Bull has been gone for a long time. Too long. He swallows and shakes his head, going looking for his boss.

A few minutes later he comes back into the hall, not hurrying but certainly in a rush. He comes up to the guide and taps him on the shoulder. "Excuse me, sir, can I have a word?"

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"How rough can you take it?" he asks with a tilt of his head. Because, as is intimated by the curl of his lip, it's not a concern for him.

"Haven't found my limit yet." He grins and leans up to kiss Clark hard again. "I like ropes and chains and pain."

"Would you like me to start looking for it?" he asks as he takes the kiss, deepens it, then leans down to press Bull against the bed again.

"If you think you can find it..." Bull chuckles and then nips at his lip as he pulls back slightly. "And if you think you're comfortable doing that."

"I could rip you to pieces with one hand," and there's no threat there, exactly. Just information. "Stab straight through you with my pinky finger. But that's all terribly boring."

He leans down for another kiss.

"Finding that line... that will take skill. Finesse. It should be fun, don't you think?"

Bull grins and kisses him back. "I am usually on the other side of that equation and yes. The real challenge isn't just to break them. That is easy. It is walking that line." He runs a hand over Clark's back.

"Between what thrills you," he continues as he rocks his hips against Bull, "and what thrills me. Without boring me or harming you."

"We might find things that thrills both of us." Bull says with a bit of a smirk as his hand slides down to cup Clark's crotch and gives it a firm squeeze

Clark's eyes go half-lidded at the touch before he tips his chin down to where Bull's hand is.

"You might want to unwrap me a little if you really want a taste of that. However you'd like a taste of it."

Bull grins up at him and reaches to pull his pants down, at least far enough to get access to what he wants. Then he scoots down so Clark is almost sitting on his face before he bends his head to wrap his lips around Clark's cock. He is pretty sure that is what the other meant at least.

Clark gets one of his hands on the top of Bull's head and lets his eyeas close all the way so that he can focus on the sensation.

It was... one of many possibilities he'd been offering. And definitely one of the better ones.

"Very good..."

Bull hums a little at the praise. He knows he is good at this, he's certainly done it plenty of times but even so that little bit of confirmation that he is doing good is nice.

He leans in an swallows Clark's cock completely, making sure to show him just how good he can be at this.

Clark would certainly agree that he's skilled, and he has the full intention to enjoy this. Especially since, well, this is just the beginning of what he sees as a wonderful relationship.

His hands run over Bull's skull, along the sides of his horns. He's careful not to grip them, not to yank them, but he runs his fingers thoughtfully along the skin close to the bone, curious.

"I hope you're enjoying yourself even half as much as I'm enjoying this."

Bull laughs slightly. Oh he is enjoying himself greatly. Yes, he loves having his cocked sucked but sometimes it is really great to be on the other side of that as well. He purrs a little as Clark runs his hands over his horns. It is something he really likes in an odd way and he rewards Clark with kicking it up a notch when it comes to the intensity.

The laughter feels pretty damn good on it's own, but the increased suction... that has him closing his eyes even as his hands continue their ministrations along Bull's horns. He doesn't grab them or hold onto them, just strokes them, lets the sensation filter down into the skin.

"Think you'd like to fuck me after this? Or perhaps I could fuck you."

Bull makes a pleased sound. Heck, he'd like to be fucking Clark right now if he could but he is also enjoying this. But to give an answer he reaches to find a bottle of oil he keeps by the bed and then pops it open rather well practised. He coats two fingers and then reaches for Clark's hips and ass. All while still sucking.

He can't help a chuckle as he shifts towards Bull's hands. That answer is simple and blunt enough that he doesn't mind in the least. One of his hands moves to shift his position to let those fingers go where they need to go.

"This might go smoother with my back against the bed, handsome."

Bull glances up at him, raising an eyebrow and then he grins as he pulls back enough to speak. "True but I like a challenge." He doesn't move back, however, instead gently guiding Clark down beside him, rewarding him with a finger pressing inside his ass once he is down on the bed. "This better?"

Clark's eyes close, his body languid and pleased as he shifts his hips to press Bull's finger farther inside.

"I hope you're going to give me more than that."

"Than the fingers? I was planning on that yes. But I like taking my time here. Rushing things isn't fun for anyone." Mostly it just leads to pain and shitty sex. He adds another finger once it seems like Clark is ready for it. "I know you said you can handle it but there is a difference between that and enjoying it."

His eyes are closed.

"It's not a complaint," he says in a low purr. "I'm just teasing you. And you can't fault me for wanting more."

"I don't. Trust me I want more too, but I am thinking more long term." He smiles and leans in to kiss Clark's shoulder as he moves his fingers again, slowly working him more open.

The slow pace has him biting at his lip, making a low noise of want as Bull moves inside of him. His own fingers curl in the bedsheets.

"Oh? What are you thinking, exactly? 'Long term'?"

"Tomorrow, next week, however long you stay here. Past just this round in bed." Bull leans down to nip at his neck, running his tongue up to tease the earlobe before he whispers. "I'm not going anywhere."

He smiles at the touches, leaning into them, even the most featherlight of them registering with a soft noise of pleasure.

"So I'll need to... discuss... with the Inquisitor. Yes?"

Where Bull and his men will be.

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