"Call me Bull," he says, and maybe another time he'd make a joke there, something about not being called that just because of the horns, something about endurance or just having a big dick - but that's the Bull the Chargers know, and the people who need fun as much as they need a good lay, and he's trying to create some kind of atmosphere. Hissrad would have been a better name to give for that, maybe. 'Bull' is kind of a weird name inherently depending on which people you talk to, but Bull's the Chargers' name - his name, for all that it's newer.

He keeps his hand on the side of Eskel's face that the witcher wants him to be touching, moves his fingers into Eskel's hair and keeps them there, moving his thumb over Eskel's skin. His other hand goes on Eskel's shoulder, a normal, everyday kind of touch until Bull starts to inch his hand down, his movements slow and deliberate as his voice. "And tell me how you like it. We can start with the last time you fucked. Was it any good?"