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[bardische]

We can...go together. See if anyone else reacts to you.

[ Hopefully he won't...become aggressive if someone does try. But he trusts Olivine to intervene if he is too much.

He's nestled down now, unaware he's stroking the other's hair, his neck, his chest, unable to keep from doting. ] I...don't worry when I'm transformed. There's no space in my head to second guess. It is pleasant, but it worries me, that I'd overlook your comfort or some consequence.

[ Then their hands are together and he's blushing. ] I do not understand how I cam to be so lucky.

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[massochism]

That sounds wonderful to me.

[He's absolutely basking in the doting, chasing every motion to encourage Basch to continue. As he speaks, Olivine smiles softly.]

I don't think you would ever overlook my comfort. No matter how much your instincts lead you. And you have hesitated, when my response wasn't a comfortable one.

[a squeeze to his hand.]

We're both lucky... I suppose it's because we both decided to take a risk. To trust each other.