[It doesn't take him long to recognise at least some of Sylvain's intention here. At the sight of the pillory and its victim, he glances to the redhead briefly, not quite hesitant. More curious, really.
That alone says a lot about the trust he feels toward him—that, even without knowing who the bound man is yet, he's comfortable believing that this will be fine. He exhales a soft noise and nods at those words, holding this bottle of lube and feeling... well, a little out of his element. But if Sylvain will direct him, he also doesn't mind.
He does wait for now, though. The taller man drifts to Basch's front and speaks, and it takes everything Olivine has not to squirm in his waiting. There's definitely not a part of him that feels envy of Basch being the one in this position, either. Really.]
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Date: 2024-06-17 10:24 pm (UTC)That alone says a lot about the trust he feels toward him—that, even without knowing who the bound man is yet, he's comfortable believing that this will be fine. He exhales a soft noise and nods at those words, holding this bottle of lube and feeling... well, a little out of his element. But if Sylvain will direct him, he also doesn't mind.
He does wait for now, though. The taller man drifts to Basch's front and speaks, and it takes everything Olivine has not to squirm in his waiting. There's definitely not a part of him that feels envy of Basch being the one in this position, either. Really.]