[ That groan is the most enticing thing Basch has ever heard. He's so relieved, and elated, and just wants more closeness. Olivine obliges again, the warmth of his bulk sliding into Basch's lap.
Then Olivine pulls back, and Basch nearly whimpers in protest, hands tightening for a moment before releasing. He doesn't want to pressure. That's important.
It takes him a moment to realize Olivine is just pulling off more fabric. Basch's eyes widen, the human part of his mind overwhelmed with this trust. And information. His gaze sweeps down Olivine's neck to his torso, smooth and nearly hairless where Basch's -- even human -- is well-covered. But it's the chains that stop him, head tilting. His fingers aren't adept like this, and he touches one with the back of his knuckle, so gently barely feels the warmth of the metal. ]
What are these for?
[ Does it mean he is not supposed to touch? Some promise to the church. Another whine threatens to come from his throat, but if that's the rule, he will obey. Olivine is still in his lap, still beautifully half-naked, still flushes with kissing. Basch is more than happy with this much. ]
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Date: 2024-05-03 04:19 am (UTC)Then Olivine pulls back, and Basch nearly whimpers in protest, hands tightening for a moment before releasing. He doesn't want to pressure. That's important.
It takes him a moment to realize Olivine is just pulling off more fabric. Basch's eyes widen, the human part of his mind overwhelmed with this trust. And information. His gaze sweeps down Olivine's neck to his torso, smooth and nearly hairless where Basch's -- even human -- is well-covered. But it's the chains that stop him, head tilting. His fingers aren't adept like this, and he touches one with the back of his knuckle, so gently barely feels the warmth of the metal. ]
What are these for?
[ Does it mean he is not supposed to touch? Some promise to the church. Another whine threatens to come from his throat, but if that's the rule, he will obey. Olivine is still in his lap, still beautifully half-naked, still flushes with kissing. Basch is more than happy with this much. ]