For Yarnzipan

[ataashihunter]

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?"

Comments

[ataashihunter]

"It would give us more time to hang out in taverns, not a bad idea." He laughs and then moves so that he is kneeling between Clark's legs, pulling him close and into position.

[a_different_future]

Clark shifts just a little to press himself up against Bull, not quite further but enough. Teasing.

"I'd have to ask for more pay if I'm doing more work."

[ataashihunter]

"I'd find ways to reward you for your service." Bull shifts and starts pushing inside Clark. "Making sure you know how much I appreciate you."

[a_different_future]

His teeth dent his lower lip and he lets his head drop back a little to take in, well, Bull, but also the sensation. The feel of being stretched and filled after having been prepped and slicked. It's delicious and he likes to savor it when he can get it.

"So far your... options for possible... alternative payment are looking... significant."

[ataashihunter]

Bull takes it slow, mostly because he enjoys feeling like he can do that. Knowing he has that much control and showing it off.

"Yeah, that they are." He chuckles. "But let's see what the inquisition needs first, hm? After we're done here."

[a_different_future]

"And what about what I need?"

His words have a hiss at the end and his hips don't so much buck or thrust as they do shift into one of Bull's movements.

[ataashihunter]

"What you need I think we can deal with a whole lot sooner." Bull purrs as he grabs Clark's hips and ups the pace quite a bit.

[a_different_future]

That was... definitely what he needed: more, faster, harder. Maker, he could feel the barest lightest touch, but he craved being used, being properly fucked, another body crashing into his and setting his senses alight.

"And you're sure I couldn't- mm, convince you to fuck me like this. Every day?"

[ataashihunter]

Bull groans, not really arguing there. He'll gladly fuck Clark like this several times a day if that is what the other guy wanted. Fuck it felt good to have him under him. He felt like nothing outside the two of them mattered. So he continues with the rough pace, leaning down to bite at his neck.

[a_different_future]

The bite has him laughing, a low chuckle that turns into a moan as Bull hits just the right spot in the right moment. When he comes a moment or so later, shooting across his stomach, along the lines of his chest even, there's almost no sound. Just a low groan as he bites into his own lip and his body squeezes tight around Bull.

[ataashihunter]

Bull groans at the tightness around him and the pleasure flooding his senses. It is more intense than anything he's experienced before. And that is all he needs to come hard inside him, then he collapses, catching himself in the last moment before he crushes Clark.

"Fuck that was good."

[a_different_future]

Clark is still enjoying the feel of it, the wet fullness inside of him, the weight of Bull on top of him. His arms are weak from the sensation of it, but he manages to lift them to run lightly over the other man's back and sides.

"Let go. You're not going to crush me."

[ataashihunter]

Bull raises his eyebrow at him then nods and leans down. He takes his time so that he isn't suddenly putting all his weight on Clark. "You alright with this?"