[ Somehow they don't run into anyone on the way back. Not that it would have deterred Basch. But it's probably better for both their later feelings that they not have to deal with that today.
They reach their shared room and Basch manages to not break the door from the hinges, barely. Some part of him remembers Olivine's plea for privacy. So he shoulders it open, then kicks it closed with a slam. Still inside Olivine, he shoves the other against the wall, growling low., giving no preamble before he starts to fuck him again, biting down on a fresh patch of shoulder. His teeth are sharper, his feet finding purchase because the pads have thickened. His ears bend back in pleasure. He's never wanted sex this rough, but every part of him is screaming for it, like something external is guiding him. ]
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Date: 2025-02-09 03:18 pm (UTC)They reach their shared room and Basch manages to not break the door from the hinges, barely. Some part of him remembers Olivine's plea for privacy. So he shoulders it open, then kicks it closed with a slam. Still inside Olivine, he shoves the other against the wall, growling low., giving no preamble before he starts to fuck him again, biting down on a fresh patch of shoulder. His teeth are sharper, his feet finding purchase because the pads have thickened. His ears bend back in pleasure. He's never wanted sex this rough, but every part of him is screaming for it, like something external is guiding him. ]