[ It escapes his notice that it may be better they did this like this, the first time. His human self would be so much more hesitant, but now it's easy to listen to the combination of Olivine's reassurance and his body. Every moan and heave of his chest says he likes this, in particular, and that's stirring Basch's blood again, something like aggression, but only for things that lead to that sweet sound.
His own cock lurches in want, squarely under Olivine, and he's trying to think if there's any oil in their supplies, because that's a different kind of hurt and he isn't leaving Olivine sore and alone when this transformation finishes.
The thought is gone as he whines into the feeling of Olivine squarely pressing on his cock. The hand on his ass tightens, claws digging into soft flesh, and he bites down harder with another growl. ]
There's -- nothing to be sorry for [ He pants. ] I want you to enjoy this. Do you want me to bite somewhere else?
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Date: 2024-05-05 08:51 pm (UTC)His own cock lurches in want, squarely under Olivine, and he's trying to think if there's any oil in their supplies, because that's a different kind of hurt and he isn't leaving Olivine sore and alone when this transformation finishes.
The thought is gone as he whines into the feeling of Olivine squarely pressing on his cock. The hand on his ass tightens, claws digging into soft flesh, and he bites down harder with another growl. ]
There's -- nothing to be sorry for [ He pants. ] I want you to enjoy this. Do you want me to bite somewhere else?