[hey??? this wasn't about him!!!! Olivine gives a soft noise as Basch's hand moves, another when he's abruptly dragged along with the taller man onto his belly and sprawled between them both.]

That isn't what I was trying to do... I wouldn't want to escape either of you.

[there's more of a mumble to it, as his weight shifts over Basch to settle a little more between them. all at once he feels both perfectly comfortable and secure and like he's—somewhere he oughtn't be. he'll have to acknowledge that feeling at some point, but right now all he does is ignore it, focusing instead on what they're doing. he certainly has no intention of trying to stop them, much less the want.]

But I meant it... you don't need to worry about me...

[Olivine, you're literally trapped between them now, they're doing what they want. it's fine, idiot.]