"If I didn't want to do this, you'd know," he murmurs, too selfish and too invested in his own self interest to do anything that he truly didn't want. Yet this goes beyond just what he's getting out of it. There's the side of things where he's giving this to Bull, and that he wants to give him this. That's the part where it's all so new and confusing to Bobo.
"Fucking Hell." Softly sighing out the words as those three words from Bull seem to go straight through him. He kisses Bull then, suddenly. Hard, demanding, taking as much as he gives as his fingers curl into the ropes over Bull's chest, barely twisting them to toy with the tightness.
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"Fucking Hell." Softly sighing out the words as those three words from Bull seem to go straight through him. He kisses Bull then, suddenly. Hard, demanding, taking as much as he gives as his fingers curl into the ropes over Bull's chest, barely twisting them to toy with the tightness.