[ His brow furrows again, face freezing under that gentle touch. His mind is trying to fill in how he should be acting, but his body wants to ease into that familiar doting comfort. On the best of days he isn't entirely sure what he's supposed to do, but now, he's at a complete loss.
And that's enough of an order that his mind latches onto it. One thing that has not wavered in any of this is his desire to please his lover. ]
You didn't finish, when I was in the stocks. [ He blurts it out, and immediately regrets it. Gods. He is no good at this. He's going to make it worse. ] And Olivine wasn't satisfied either.
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And that's enough of an order that his mind latches onto it. One thing that has not wavered in any of this is his desire to please his lover. ]
You didn't finish, when I was in the stocks. [ He blurts it out, and immediately regrets it. Gods. He is no good at this. He's going to make it worse. ] And Olivine wasn't satisfied either.