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[Closed] Patrol With The Bull
WHO: Nida
WHERE: South Village Fountain, Around Town
WHEN: Evening 12/16
OPEN TO: Iron Bull
WARNINGS: Discussions of sexual situations, sexual content, NSFW
WHERE: South Village Fountain, Around Town
WHEN: Evening 12/16
OPEN TO: Iron Bull
WARNINGS: Discussions of sexual situations, sexual content, NSFW
Until now Nida had mostly been doing his rounds of the village on 'patrol' solo. There just hadn't been enough sign-ups before this, and with the hours he did his walks there didn't seem to be as much overlap. Part of that was because Nida wasn't the best at handling the cold. Even now, being out at night was a bit much for him, and he'd bundled himself up in just about everything he had at hand for warmth, taken one of the practice bōs he'd made for himself---not that he'd want to use it because of how flimsy the soft wood he'd managed---so he'd be armed. Once that was done he'd shouted out to the house where he was going and with who, just in case Rinoa or Seifer had slipped in and would care, before heading out to walk toward the fountain.
Time to meet the 'boss'.
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"Ultima," Nida suggests. Never had one himself, but come on, the worst spell on his world that a normal paramagic user could cast? Great choice. Add in the undercurrent of Ultimecia and that could definitely stop him in his tracks.
Plus the words should be strange enough to each other's ears that they will catch it better.
Of course now that he's watching bull he catches the lip licking and smiles. He might have to get those on him soon.
"And how would this model be rewarded for being pretty for you and your friend? Hypothetically speaking."
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He shifts and wraps an arm around Nida, leaning in to kiss him. "But we can figure that out later, hm?"
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Most likely he'll enjoy it, under the right circumstances. But there is always that chance, that risk when you get into anything that goes against training. He almost stabbed someone when they woke him up when he was on a job and he wasn't expecting it. Bully would probably know well how hard instincts trained that deep in can be.
The rest, though, can definitely wait. Because with Bull that close how can he resist a kiss? Presses himself more firmly against the large man, unashamed that it meant Bull would absolutely feel his growing arousal, because the important thing is those lips.
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But Hyne did Bull have to remind him to be an adult?
"Right, we should do that. We did sign up for it. Though I'm pretty certain you had an ulterior motive, boss. See me and Zevran talking did you?"
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"I deserve credit for not swooning," Nida laughs when Bull asks about the mountain thing. "And I can't say I regret the conversation. If you're okay with dereliction of duty, then by all means, I could use a bit of climbing."
Walking anywhere is of course going to be less than fun in his current state, but he would manage it for the chance to see just what he could get from the large man. He was promised satisfaction after all.
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"Besides a bed has the benefit that we won't have to move for a long time afterwards."
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"I'm not a fan of the cold," Nida answered. "And I would be a fan of seeing just what you might want out of having power over me, especially if it gets me more than something quick. Take me back to your place."
What would the stamina on a guy like this be like? Impressive, no doubt.
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The bed is not quite big enough for Bull so he has moved to have his mattress on the floor and a big pile of pillows. As soon as they are inside Bull moves to peel his own layers of clothing off.
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Honestly, he has absolutely no issue with mattresses on the floor. Arguments could be made that it was more comfortable than many other options.
He shut the bedroom door behind him as soon as he was in and allowed himself a moment of just watching before Nida started to move. It is more practical, working his layers off on his own, stripping down until there was nothing left but a pleased smirk on his lips. But he doesn’t move to the mattresses. Given what they had talked about, it would no doubt be far more fun for them both if Bill got him there. Or not.
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"Now that you've had a look, what do you think? Anything you want to do? Or not?"
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He isn’t the only one peppered with scars, that much is clear. Sure, Bull has more and more obvious ones. When it comes down to it healing on Nida’s world is a step above. But there are absolutely enough of them, along with the tone of his body, to confirm that yes, he is definitely a warrior too. Even a crescent shaped set of scars of what is absolutely teeth and clearly that of what would be a dragon. Or something akin to it. Once Bill was naked Nida eyes him appreciatively, raising an eyebrow at what he saw. Which was several forms of impressive. And it all felt damn good pinning him against a wall as Bull kisses him. “I’ll try anything once,” Nida smirked up at Bull even as he let one of his hands smooth over a hip. “I except you know how to deal with men my size better than I know how to men of yours. So I would like to hear, or see, your ideas.”
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"I'd like to know how you taste too."
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So many lovely options, can’t he just so yes to them all? Maybe in time. For now Nida groans at the brushing fingers, his hips rolling forward just a bit in search of that friction. His own fingers dig in to Bull’s hips as he smirks up at the larger man.
“I admit, after my recent down time with a certain elf, I would much rather receiving than giving. And you having a taste doesn’t seem like a bad idea. Isn’t it nice that my schedule is clear for the day?”
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He reaches up to the small box by the bed and pulls out a small bottle of oil, half full. By the looks of it it is just cooking oil he's grabbed from the kitchen or something. Then he smirks and leans down to kiss Nida's chest. "Then I figure you should just lean back and enjoy."
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Can he admit, though, that there is something amazing about the fact that Bull can, so very easily, move him around? There was definitely something amazing about being so easily manhandled by Bully, and he's just about grinning by the time Bull has him stretched out on the mattresses that compose his bed.
"I'm not sure I can lean back any more than I am now." Even though he said it he did move to get more comfortable, in this case fumbling around for a nearby pillow to pull into position under his head. Would be wrong not to watch a man so confident in himself at work, wouldn't it? "But I will do my best to enjoy. Somehow I think you're not going to disappoint."
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Eventually, though he moves further down, pressing little kisses to his chest as he does so. Soon enough he is settled in between Nida's legs and he grins up at him, meeting his eyes as he swallows his cock, all of it. For now, he takes it nice and slow still, wanting to explore more of what the other likes.
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Doesn't actually say it, though. A mouth settling around him, though, that was intense. A man that could take him all down with no effort? How was that even possible?
"Hyne," Nida hissed. Without hair to claw at, a hand instead comes up to grip at one of his horns. Which, in its own way, was insanely pleasing. He could squeeze all he wants and achieve no damage. "Yeah, that. If you aren't digging your fingers into my hips soon, I'm going to wonder if you even want to dominate me."
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Once the finger is fully inside he lifts his head. "That's the thing, Pretty boy, is that I am in charge here, I call the shorts, and right now, I want to make sure you're ready for this. Makes it better for both of us." The he grins. "You want another finger?"
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"Please," he says, his voice holding as much of a smirk as his lips. "I need another."
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But he does give Nida that second finger. Taking a little less time this time, and now he starts moving the fingers, thrusting and making sure Nida is nice and stretched. He gives the boy another look and then goes back to sucking him off as he works.
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"Right, no smartass," he pants, grip tightening on Bull's horn. "I'll behave, just don't stop."
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His fingers continue to work and soon enough Nida should be ready enough. Eventually, he'll drag this out, make sure the other can think of nothing else. But that is another time. Right now he is happy to get to the next part. He pulls his fingers out, reaching to pull Nida into his lap. Letting him feel just how big Bull is.
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He can't help the snark, it's a bit ingrained to this sort of situation. Which no doubt would not amuse Bull all that much. Or maybe it would amuse him to no end. Not like Nida knows the guy. What he does know, on the other hand, is that he's being moved, and there is no reason to have a problem with that when it means he gets the chance to feel Bull.
"Fuck," he whispers, more to himself really, because damn if that didn't feel even larger than it looked. Biting off more than he could chew, metaphorically? Probably. Didn't care. Good life choice this one.
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