"Bull, could I talk to you?" Adaar had approached the other in the tavern, glancing around nervously even though no one seemed to be paying them much attention at the moment, leaving Loki a bit more relaxed about approaching the man he had searched out. Not that it was particularly hard to find the Iron Bull most of the time.
Usually he could be found in the tavern, out in the sparring ring or in his room if not out on a mission somewhere. The occasional time he would be with someone he had come to know but that was rare as usually he meet up with them in the tavern anyhow.
"Sure Boss." The other grinned at him with white teeth before getting up, leaving his tankard behind while giving Krem a wave as he followed the Inquisitor towards the castle.
Walking behind him gave Bull the perfect spot to eye the others backside, smirking slightly as he remembered just how perfect those globes looked underneath the trousers the Inquisitor wore. Loki was fit, that much was certain, a slight muscle tone to him that was just perfect and mouth watering for someone who enjoyed looking.
Though Bull's hands itched to touch too. But that was up to Loki. Everything was up to Loki now, what Loki wanted and accepted. Though Bull had pegged him to come a week earlier to talk to him about it. But the other had lasted two full weeks, pretending nothing had happened though flushing each time he as much as glanced at Bull. Now he had finally asked to talk to Bull.
So Bull followed, intent on hearing out the other.
The nobles in the hall gossiped of course, watching the two qunaries go to the private room of the Inquisitor but both ignored it. Bull because he didn't care what they thought and whispered behind their hands to each other and Adaar because...well honestly he was getting used to being talked about.
It was not like the nobles could really know what was happening behind closed doors anyhow.
So he lead the leader of the Chargers through the door, the halls and up the stairs without any issue.
Bull stepped around him, eyeing Adaar with a small smile. "What's going on Boss?" As if the horned giant didn't have a clue heh. But he'd leave it up to the other. If Adaar wanted to run and pretend nothing had happened, that was up to him. But if the other was up for more, if he needed more then Bull could scratch that need.
Adaar fumbled with the words in his head, nervously licking at his for once not green coated lips. "We need to talk about what happened between us." He started, watching Bull closely for his reaction. He however was not a Ben-Hassrath or a spy master and could not read the other like a open book.
"Oh, that. Sure. What's on your mind?" Bull offered, amused at the way Loki was trying to read him, a slight frown pulling on the scars in the others face.
"Nobody has ever done that to me before. I...enjoyed it." Loki offered, glancing away before looking back quickly at Bull when the other gave a small rumble of amusement. "Of course you did. Ben-Hassrath training, remember? Grew up learning to manipulate people."
He moved towards the chair in front of the desk, talking as he went. "When its a hostile target, you give them what they want." He sat down, watching the Inquisitor closely as he rested one mangled hand on his own knee. "But when its someone you care about, you give them what they need."
Loki shifted at that and at how closely Bull was watching him, weighing every move the mage took with a clever mind.
"I, uh...so if I agree, how does this...work?" He asked, feeling kind of silly for asking but needing to know what exactly Bull was offering him. What was going to happen. Last time he had been totally unprepared, unsure of what was going to happen.
This time he wanted to know.
"Outside this room, nothing changes. You're the Inquisitor. You're the boss." Bull said seriously, needing Loki to know this. "I will never hurt you without your permission. You will always be safe."
Loki swallowed, his adam's apple bobbing as he did. That was good to know at least.
"If you're ever uncomfortable, if you ever want me to stop, you say 'Katoh' and its over. No question asked."
"Its a little unnerving that you have this down to a system." Adaar gave a little nervous laugh, rubbing his neck awkwardly, feeling butterflies in his stomach, or perhaps ravens by the punch of their wings.
Bull smiled a little at that. "Systems are comfortable. And my goal..." The mercenary leader stood slowly, peering down into Loki's eyes. "Is for you to get very comfortable."
That tone of voice, the way Bull said them, it drove heat into Loki's bone, memories of last time flickering through his brain and causing a slow burn in the pit of his stomach. "Take me." He said, his voice to eager even for his own ears and causing his blush to flame up his sun tanned skin, setting a light up his neck, cheeks and ears.
"Can do." Bull smiled, reaching out and cupping the others left cheek and jaw in a hand, giving Loki a swift kiss on the lips before moving to scrape his lips over the others whiskered jawline and then down his neck, his free hand going to Loki's hip to hold him in place, grip firm but not painful.
The mage gave a low sigh of pleasure and reached up, his hands resting on Bull's shoulders before making a discontent noise when he touched the leather on the left shoulder, feeling the harness instead of warm skin like he wanted to.
He reached to undo it only to give a small gasp of surprise as Bull swiftly moved his hand of his hip and took Loki's wrists instead, the Bull giving a small rumbling growl against his throat. "No." He murmured firmly. "Not unless I say so."
In this room, Bull gave the orders. And all Loki had to do was submit and surrender to the others care and touches.
He felt a shiver climb his spine and then nodded, letting out a breath as he let go of control, feeling the other smile against his throat. Bull gave the throat a small nip, one he knew would blossom into a small hicky before soothingly licking it, liking the small whine that rose from the others throat.
He let go of the others wrists and stepped back, eyeing him as Loki blinked owlishly at him, confused as to why Bull had moved away. "Strip." He rumbled out.
He smirked at the squeak the other let out an raised his eyebrows expectantly.
'Why couldn't he just have backed me to the bed and undressed me there like last time?' Loki thought, feeling vaguely embarrassed as he undid the clasps of his shirt so he could pull it of, the marks from last time faded over the two weeks it had taken him to approach Bull again.
His skin may have healed it but Bull obviously remembered where the marks had been, if the way he was glancing at spots with a smirk curled around his lips. It made Loki blush horribly as he dropped his coat on a chair and then moved on to get his boots off.
Underneath the others scrutiny, heat blistered happily through his body and Loki thought for one horrid moment he was going to moan just from being watched by the other. He didn't though and managed to drop the boots at the beds side, standing in hits trousers in front of Bull. Now the Inquisitor hesitated.
"All of it." Bull murmured, his voice low, not giving Loki a out. Not this time.
Loki swallowed and unlaced the pants slowly before pushing them down his hips and thighs, getting them off and kicking them aside as he stood there in just his smallcloth. 'He's seen you nude before, its no big deal.' He thought, his hands trembling a bit as he pushed the smallclothes down, leaving himself bare in front of Bull.
"There we go, good boy." Bull chuckled, a little knowing smirk curling his lips at the way Loki flushed. 'He likes being praised, good.'
Bull undid the harness, dropping it aside as he moved closer to Loki, reaching out and pulling him close again to devour the others lips that left Loki curling his toes and feeling breathless as he brought his hands up, fingers pausing on scars to test their texture.
And there were so many scars, some rough and raised, some smoother into Iron Bull's grey skin.
Bull rumbled against the others lips, approving of the soft mage hands exploring, obviously the other wanted to know and experience. Bull would let him as he backed the other towards the bed like last time, still intent on stealing the others air from his lungs.
Loki grunted as he felt the bed frame against his knees and then gave a short yelp as Bull pushed him back to sit on the decorated bed that Josephine had gotten set up, peering up at the other with a sharp flush as he realized he was perfectly angled to Bull's groin with the height he was now sitting at.
"Undo my belt my little mage." Bull chuckled, obviously guessing what the other was thinking.
"Not little." Adaar argued quietly while reaching out and undoing the clasp of Iron Bull's impressive belt, fingers feeling what was hidden inside those pants as they brushed against the fabric while working the belt.
"Compared to me Adaar, most are small. And if I call you little, would it really be that bad?" The warrior teased, the telling silence from the mage dropping the belt all the confirmation he needed. "Now the pants." Bull urged.
Loki did so without argument, tugging down the large pants.
Bull was not fully hard, the half erect cock perking up a bit as Loki watched. He licked his lips unconsciously and peered up at the other, green eyes slightly hooded from the emotions the other inspired in him.
He meet Bull's grey one, resting his hands on Bull's thighs as he waited for the next instruction, wondering how pulling down the others pants when Bull was still wearing boots and the brace would help.
"Well then, since you're there, how about showing me what you can do with your mouth?" Bull chuckled huskily.
Now this, this Loki could do as he slid his hands to cup the large cock with his hands, giving it a little stroke and pulling the foreskin down before leaning in and kissing the tip gently, trying to judge just how sensitive Bull was before getting to work.
Bull settled a hand in the others white hair, rubbing his scalp with blunt nails as Loki started slowly licking the hardening length, not pausing when he felt a little tug in his hair or when tresses of hair brushed his shoulder, Bull having tugged the string in his braid lose.
"Good." Bull murmured, his voice low as Loki finally took the head of his erection in his mouth, green eyes peering up at him as he gave slow sucks as his hands held the base of the heavy length that was just growing harder and harder.
The white haired mage felt a bit of a ache in his jaw as he took more and more in, not wanting to disappoint Bull as he worked slowly so not to gag himself. And Bull seemed to appropriate it by the way he was starting to breath. Heavily and through his nose, short pants.
Despite the hand in his hair, Bull was not trying to guide Loki, something the slighter qunari was appreciating more then he could set in to words at the current moment. He couldn't take this any faster then he was, not with the massive girth and length of the others cock.
Loki pressed his tongue against the underside of the heavy thing, tongue teasing the large vein while giving a slightly harder suck, feeling the other throb in his mouth.
"That's it my pretty mage. Damn, if I knew you could do this, I would have asked you to demonstrate it last time." Bull groaned deeply, cupping the back of the others white head and rubbing his scalp again with his rough finger pads, closing his eyes a bit before glancing down, watching Loki as he struggled, hollowing out his cheeks to do his best, sweat gathering on his brow from the work he was doing.
And then Loki managed to work Bull all the way to the root, his nose buried in the dark curls, harsh breaths disturbing them as Loki struggled to breath through his nose, hands on Bull's thighs for support. The mages untouched erection throbbed among the white curls as he did, shuddering against the merc leader.
"Easy." Bull growled, feeling the others throat convulse around him, struggling, the way he gripped at Bull's thighs in some desperation. "Ease of Loki, don't choke yourself." He hissed, struggling against a orgasm he didn't want to let happen just yet.
Pulling back, Loki panted hard, struggling to get as much air as he could down into his lungs, a slim strand of saliva connecting his bruised red and plump lips to Bull's impressive cock for a few moments before it too broke.
It got a curse from Bull before the other gestured for Loki to move further up the bed, letting Bull sit down to get rid of the brace, boots and pants before joining Loki, quickly sliding between parted toned thighs as he used his body to pin the other to the bed, hands finding wrists where Bull settled his thumbs on the pulse point, feeling the quickening of it keenly as he grounded lightly against the other, feeling the arousal pressed against him.
Loki groaned, closing his eyes as he felt the other settle on top of him. "F-For a man your size, you move damn quickly." He rasped out, the smell of musk overpowering his nose. He got a low chuckle in return, Bull just taking a few moments to enjoy the closeness before leaning in properly and nipping at Loki's throat. "Rules." He murmured.
"W-What?" Adaar grunted, shifting.
"My rules. First, what's your watch word?" Bull stopped to look at Loki's green eyes. It was important for him to know that if Loki did reach a stop, he remembered that word.
"K-Katoh?" Was offered unsurely.
"Good. Second, no cumming without permission."
There was a throb down by their waist that made Bull grin ferally even as Loki spluttered. "What!?"
"You heard me."
"But Bull, how am I-"
"You can always beg." Iron Bull smirked. "I actually like begging. And you..." He nipped at Loki's throat for a point, getting a moan out of the other. "Would sound delicious begging to cum."
The smaller qunari shuddered heavily and looked at Bull with hooded eyes. "Any other rules?" He mumbled, unable to blush any darker then he already was, hid mind worried about just how close Bull could bring him to a orgasm.
"No magic on purpose. I understand that when you're excited, things can happen but nothing on purpose. You have your safe word should anything be wrong." Well, that rule was understandable, so Loki just nodded at that one.
"Failure to follow the rules results in punishment Loki." Bull murmured seriously and Loki shivered a bit, wondering what kind of punishment the other was thinking about and not sure he ever wanted to find out.
"Do you have any rules of your own? Anything you DON'T want to happen in here?" Bull rubbed a wrist slowly, watching Loki as the younger man thought that over before shaking his head. "I-I don't know, I haven't, I mean...I don't know? I know your rules though?" The other offered nervously. Loki had never engaged in this kind of sex before, so he would take the warrior's lead in this.
Bull smiled in satisfaction that the other got the rules down to pat and nodded in understanding to Loki's lack of experiance before reaching for his pants and tugging them over, sticking a large hand into a pocket and rummaging.
Green eyes watched curiously before he turned bright red at what the other pulled out. "D-Did you know I was going to talk to you, about this?" He squeaked, trying to clear his throat of the high tone.
Bull pulled the coil of green silk up and the bottle of oil, smirking at the other. "Not exactly, I expected you a week earlier to be honest but I decided I could as well carry this around." He confessed while holding out his hand for one of Loki's arms as he dropped the glass bottle to the side so he could focus on this task first.
Slowly giving the bigger man a wrist, Loki watched, swallowing as Bull started slowly lacing the green silk around his wrist, slowly down to his elbow and then back up to the fingers. The silky fabric glided against his skin and provoked a tiny shiver from the pit of his stomach as he watched Bull slip it around the Orlesian headboards many features, securing it and pulling Loki's arm up so his fingers brushed against it before Bull moved on to the other, repeating the pattern slowly until Loki's arms were both pulled up firmly, exposing the white tufts underneath his armpits.
'How is it that something so simple can leave me a bit breathless?' Loki thought vaguely, feeling the throbbing from down below. He tested it carefully when Bull finished and flushed at how it pulled on the muscles in his arms before he looked at Bull who smirked. "You can pull on these if you want, they are a lot stronger then the scarf."
One grey eye roamed his body, the smirk never leaving his face even as it got a lustier edge to it. "You have no idea how good you look, like a package waiting for me to open up." He rumbled deeply, his voice dripping with carnal hunger that sent Loki's nerves a glow.
"Bull, please?" He offered up when the other only watched him, big hands resting on bound tanned arms.
"Please what?" Bull teased, trailing his fingers down the bound arms, to heated sides and stopping at hips to squeeze them. "Please fuck you? Please bury myself so deep inside you that all you can think about is my massive cock? Please leave all the little marks that your advisors can't see but you can feel?"
Loki moaned at that, pressing his head and horns back into the pillows as he arched into the hands on him, the sun from the windows glittering of his horns as he did. "Yes, yes, all of those and more." He whispered out roughly, shuddering, practically twitching underneath the touches as Bull laughed and leaned in, attacking Loki's neck, his hand hitching one olive thigh up to rest the knee in the crook of Bull's elbow.
"Its a pity I can't keep you like this all the time. Nobles have no idea what they're missing out on do they, how far that olive tanned skin of yours spreads underneath your clothes. How much of it actually pinkens when you blush." Bull growled roughly, his free hand reaching for the earlier discarded bottle.
He pulled the cork out with his teeth and spat it aside. It wasn't a huge bottle and he'd need all the oil anyhow. Bull knew better then to use to little and hurt Loki, Loki didn't have to hurt anymore then he wanted to, not with Bull.
Loki let out a mewl, something he would later deny, when he heard the popping of the cork, green eyes focusing on Bull's hand eagerly. The leg that was not caught by the other spread to give Bull more space, shameless in his need as his arousal wept with pleasure.
"Such a eager thing." Bull rumbled approvingly, coating the fingers the arm he was using to hold Adaar's leg up, sliding one finger in slowly, breaching the muscle ever so slowly which was rewarded with a low hiss from Loki, the mage closing his eyes at the slight burn.
And then he moaned as Bull wrapped his sizable hand around a lightly flagging arousal, thumb teasing the slit and spreading precum around as he stroked and teased the tip. Blood rushed firmly back to it and Loki's hisses were turned into moans, the slighter man barely noticing how the finger inside of him was moving and wiggling around.
And then a roar of pleasure crackled through his body not unlike a electricity spell, Loki giving a cry of pleasure as his legs spasmed, Bull having crooked his finger against his prostate, roughly teasing it before pulling his finger away from it, a second one invading Loki's body with shiny oil coating it.
Through the hazy sound of his own heartbeat in his ears, Loki could hear Bull growling lightly into his ears, telling Loki just how good he sounded when he was loud, how good it felt when Loki squeezed down TIGHT on his fingers, how Loki's muscles fluttered.
Bull didn't allow the smaller man to collect himself, continuing to brush against his prostate with his fingers while spreading the other man open, the hand on Loki's prick manipulating it expertly, teasing the sensitive glands and veins.
Loki felt his balls tighten and draw up and whimpered in shock, remembering Bull's rules. "B-Bull, I can't, stop..." He panted harshly.
Bull chuckled but didn't stop. "Yes Loki?" He growled down at him, feeling pleased at the way the other shuddered at his tone.
"I can't, I'm gonna cum if you...oh please Bull." Loki whimpered, holding onto the shreds of his control.
"No." Bull squeezed a bit around him, feeling the others muscles jerk in shock and pleasure.
"But how am I-ack!" Loki whimpered in shock, Bull giving him a harsh squeeze around the base of his erection. "You'll learn control of course." The other growled before letting go, sliding his hand on the inside of Loki's thigh, pushing on it to spread him a bit more.
The squeeze did help though, starving of the orgasm that had built up so desperately in Loki's loins. So that was something, he wouldn't embarrass himself quite yet.
Panting hard, He looked up at Bull with his green eyes wide, the pupil blown up with the heady emotions he was feeling, his mouth a bit open as he panted for air, the breathes coming in short puffs of needy breaths that was mixed in with groans and moans as Bull continued stretching him out, getting the other ready for the girth that was about to enter him in not that long.
"Bull..." Loki whispered the name like a prayer and Bull growled, pushing in a third, keeping onto his own control as his nose flared. "You have no idea what kind of effect you can have on someone, if you knew, you'd be flushing all the time. I'm tempted to tell you just to see your olive tanned skin red all the time." He licked his lips, giving a savage grin at the way Loki moaned and twitched.
Thrusting his fingers deeply, Bull leaned down to tease perky nipples into hard buds, teeth and tongue doing all the work he needed as he provoked more sounds from the man under him, wanting to make him beg but knowing that Loki might not be quite ready for it. He would be, with time and patience if they continued this.
So he focused on making two tiny buds into hard pebbles on the others chest, chuckling at the moans and twitches it rewarded him with even as he slowed his fingers to pull them out of the other.
It left Loki feeling strangely empty and he let out a embarrassingly loud mewl of loss. Bull didn't leave him time to become flustered about the sound though, only lifting the leg he still had in the crook of his elbow a bit higher as he guided himself in, pushing against that pulsing wrinkle with the blunt head of his arousal.
It burned a bit, pushing inside him slow and steady and Loki gave a low cry, hands gripping into the green silk as he pushed his head back again, exposing his throat and neck for Bull, his adam's apple bobbing as he struggled. Bull took the opportunity offered, leaning in to distract as he was steadily invading the other.
Teeth nibbled and sucked on marks from earlier, working them into a darker color as large hands held onto the mages hips, keeping the jerking body as still as possible, the grip sure to leave fingerprint shaped bruises the next day.
"Steady." He hissed against the smooth expanse of skin, nipping at a red mark that was sure to purple up with Bull's treatment of it.
"B-Bul-ah!" He cried out sharply, feeling the large cock brush up against THAT spot, teasing his prostate and he shuddered harder then ever, clenching. It seemed to be what Bull had been looking for, the other once again pulling and thrusting against him, filling Loki up and brushing that spot.
Fire was alive in his body, causing the mage to jerk and writhe against the bed and Bull, stuck between a rock and a hard place, his length throbbing between them. It wouldn't take much. He knew that, his dazed mind telling him urgently how close he was.
"Bull!" He cried out, desperate. "I need, I gotta, please" He babbled out, getting a answering growl and tightening of hands on his hips in response, the Bull lifting his head enough to look at the Inquisitor, watching the desperation in the others eyes, the way he panted, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple to his ear closest to Bull.
"Do it, come on my big dick." He snarled, his tone practically savage, into Loki's ear as he jammed into the smaller man, his large cock hitting Loki's prostate dead on.
Loki screamed his release, coating his own stomach as his dick throbbed and spluttered out all that had gathered in his balls, Bull not slowing down as the others body grew tight around him, dragging the other qunari cursing and groaning into his own orgasm, Loki vaguely feeling hot wetness inside of himself as his mind floated around before it shut down, leaving him panting mess under the others bulk.
He came too as he felt a soft cloth between his thighs and arse cheeks, groaning a bit at the feeling of oversensitive skin being touched.
"Steady, as much as I enjoy watching you drip with me, being clean in bed is a better feeling when you're exhausted Loki." Bull rumbled, smirking a bit at the embarrassed whine that escaped the still bound man, green eyes peering at him dazedly.
"When..." Loki gave a ragged noise, taking a deep breath before continuing to talk. "When did you get up?"
"Few moments ago, you were out of it, didn't think you could get this pent up boss." Bull chuckled as he dropped the moist flannel to the side, the other reaching up to undo the restraints around his arms with care, rubbing sore muscles as they came lose. "You did good though. All warm and eager under me."
His spent member gave a twitch at that and Loki shifted. "Oh...thank you?" He mumbled awkwardly, flushing as Bull chuckled.
"Don't think to much about it. A good night rest now, you're going to be sore in the morning, it takes time to adjust to something large." Bull smirked as he freed the other and rubbed the sore muscles there, testing the fingers to make sure Loki was fine.
He then laid down, shifting the pillows a bit around to support his horns and head before pulling Loki against him, feeling the other settle against his side, Loki's horn settled over his arm so his head could rest on the arm with sweat slicked white hair teasing the grey skin, a olive arm resting on Bull's chest.
"You're...you're staying?" Loki asked quietly, unable to hide the hopefulness in his voice as the other tucked some of the white hair behind a sharp ear.
"Of course." Bull rubbed Loki's lower back, trying to sooth muscles that were sure to be sore in the morning.
"What you need, I provide."
So, I haven't really gotten any feedback on my story. I have this chapter done though and I figured I might as well update it. I'd appriciate some feedback though, so I know if I should continue this or not.