[ Sylvain just snickers at that, mostly because he always enjoys when Olivine relaxes enough to be a little bratty at him. Something he suspects Basch already understands all too well, if only in his own case.

He reaches out to playfully tug at one of the chains dangling from the priest’s nipple piercing, however, knowing the skin will still be sensitive. Grinning, he continues to tease them both a little, even if the attention is turning to Olivine now instead. ]

I’m going to let you in on a very important secret, Basch. Olivine never gets tired out. It’s impressive, really. He makes my stamina look paltry in comparison.