[ Both their sounds of pleasure render Basch's mind blank. All he can focus on is helping them both have the best experience they can, memories of other times guiding his body. Sylvain may give the order, but Basch knows Olivine is coming for both of them just as clearly as he knows the shift in Sylvain's breathing even before he feels that sharp thrust into both of them.
His own moan erupts, feel both of them crest at nearly the same time. If he weren't spent, he likely would have too. It's easy to keep kissing Olivine, one hand stroking up his back as the other gropes for Sylvain behind him. ]
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His own moan erupts, feel both of them crest at nearly the same time. If he weren't spent, he likely would have too. It's easy to keep kissing Olivine, one hand stroking up his back as the other gropes for Sylvain behind him. ]