[ He wasn't expecting the change in position, but he doesn't mind it. Olivine's weight is pleasant over him, and honestly, as much as he instantly misses Sylvain's warmth at his back, he's infinitely more comfortable like this: he has a role and someone else to focus on.
His hands settle around Olivine's ass, pulling him close, but also guiding his cheeks apart, enjoying the heat of his erection pressed between them. The familiarity of that is soothing in itself.
He meets Sylvain's smirking gaze and question with a nod and a quiet grin, cutting off Olivine's protests with a demanding kiss, aware, again, how public they are, and that it gives him a thrill to be seen with both of these men. ]
Worry isn't the word I think either of us would use.
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Date: 2024-07-29 03:20 am (UTC)His hands settle around Olivine's ass, pulling him close, but also guiding his cheeks apart, enjoying the heat of his erection pressed between them. The familiarity of that is soothing in itself.
He meets Sylvain's smirking gaze and question with a nod and a quiet grin, cutting off Olivine's protests with a demanding kiss, aware, again, how public they are, and that it gives him a thrill to be seen with both of these men. ]
Worry isn't the word I think either of us would use.