[ Of course seems appropriate, for now. Bull is exactly the sort who should be the kind that Dorian can have fun with, if he's going to do that to anyone; but being here hadn't gone exactly how he thought it might go, even if he could not say why, and thus, the future is uncertain beyond the bracing, cold walk he's anticipating.
But Bull's invitation is a nice thing to have, all the same. Dorian throws his cloak back around his shoulders, and opts to lean in to steal for himself one last kiss, pulling Bull in via hand to horn.
Just in case.
It isn't sweet, particularly, about the same tone as their kisses of moments ago, a little rakish and rough, but it also doesn't linger. In the dark, Dorian's smile is crooked, before he's moving off to slither on out the tent flaps, minimising the amount of cold blowing in from his departure. ]
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[ Of course seems appropriate, for now. Bull is exactly the sort who should be the kind that Dorian can have fun with, if he's going to do that to anyone; but being here hadn't gone exactly how he thought it might go, even if he could not say why, and thus, the future is uncertain beyond the bracing, cold walk he's anticipating.
But Bull's invitation is a nice thing to have, all the same. Dorian throws his cloak back around his shoulders, and opts to lean in to steal for himself one last kiss, pulling Bull in via hand to horn.
Just in case.
It isn't sweet, particularly, about the same tone as their kisses of moments ago, a little rakish and rough, but it also doesn't linger. In the dark, Dorian's smile is crooked, before he's moving off to slither on out the tent flaps, minimising the amount of cold blowing in from his departure. ]