[last voyages] for Iron Bull

[neverjoinyou]

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.

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[neverjoinyou]

The sight before him is a lot to take in, but Luke does remember, having been terribly focused on it at the time and having, perhaps, done a little reading in the interim.

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.

[ataashihunter]

Bull moans and closes his eyes. For a moment he just allows himself to feel the soft touch, remembering how it had felt that first time. The way his heart had been fluttering. He presses back into those hands, breathing softly. Then he looks over his shoulder, grinning. "Liking the view?"