Luke Skywalker (
neverjoinyou) wrote2016-09-24 04:50 pm
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The request went in. And, somehow, between leaving to train one afternoon and coming back, Luke's cabin has become equipped with an extra large bed. In fact, the bed is so large that it nearly takes up the entire sleeping area, but then, he's not sure what he'd been expecting.
The Iron Bull kind of takes up a lot of room.
He has no idea how this is going to work out, or what he's stepping into, but he does know that it excites him, and he's never been all that good at walking away from danger. Yoda isn't here to tell him he's being reckless, and there's a not small part of Luke which has always wanted the kind of attention he felt in the pub the other day, when Bull had told him what he wanted.
So he dashes off a hasty note and sends it, telling Bull that he'd like to see him in his cabin, whenever Bull's free.
And then he waits, all nervous energy and nascent relationship enthusiasm.
The Iron Bull kind of takes up a lot of room.
He has no idea how this is going to work out, or what he's stepping into, but he does know that it excites him, and he's never been all that good at walking away from danger. Yoda isn't here to tell him he's being reckless, and there's a not small part of Luke which has always wanted the kind of attention he felt in the pub the other day, when Bull had told him what he wanted.
So he dashes off a hasty note and sends it, telling Bull that he'd like to see him in his cabin, whenever Bull's free.
And then he waits, all nervous energy and nascent relationship enthusiasm.
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Luke's eyes fly open. "Wh-What?"
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If he can't handle being asked the question, in other words, he needs to be prepared not to do it. And that doesn't really feel like an option, right now.
"Yeah," he says, smirking up at Bull. "I'd like that a lot."
He knows he can't best the other in raw strength, but he's sort of hoping that by hooking a leg around Bull's, he can push-pull in encouragingly enough fashion to get the other man on his back, under him.
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It's almost too much, the notion that this just happens, but he takes the oil and sets it aside for a moment to run both hands over Bull's back, down to the globes of his ass, caressing and testing for response. This isn't just about him, after all.
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