[There is something very satisfying in feeling the way Molly trembles as he moves. A growl rumbles in his throat as Molly's teeth attack the more vulnerable skin on his neck, as claws dig against his practically armored shoulder. With the vitaar still there, even those claws aren't breaking through. His teeth, though, at least stand a chance at leaving bruises.
He grins at that demand and Bull complies, pushing his fingers deeper as soon as it feels like Molly can take it. He doesn't stop until he's as deep as he can get, filling Molly just like this for a moment before he moves them again, fucking the tiefling at the pace Molly tried to set.]
That's it, [he encourages, his voice quietly strained: maybe the only real hint that Molly is effecting him as much as he's effecting Molly.]
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He grins at that demand and Bull complies, pushing his fingers deeper as soon as it feels like Molly can take it. He doesn't stop until he's as deep as he can get, filling Molly just like this for a moment before he moves them again, fucking the tiefling at the pace Molly tried to set.]
That's it, [he encourages, his voice quietly strained: maybe the only real hint that Molly is effecting him as much as he's effecting Molly.]