[those words are so simple, but they draw his smile wider still. his fingers continue their absent brushes through blond hair as Basch nuzzles into his neck, eyes lilting closed lightly. ah, it's so nice.
and well, he needn't think it was just intimacy in general—that will come in time, no doubt, when Olivine can no longer leash his libido like he usually does. for now, it's all about this moment, this feeling, the other's words and actions—]
You—nnghaah! Y-you too... Basch...
[his breath hitches again even before those hips jolt and sink him another inch in, heartbeat picking up to nigh thunderous at the confession. offer. whatever it is. is he afraid of that? maybe... maybe a little. only because this is just their first time, so what if he actually is too much?
but... does he have any reason to think he should be? not yet, he supposes.]
Ah... haah... then—stay with me... [obviously, he can stay somewhere away from Basch if it turns out to be a matter of safety (even though he would much rather not), but other than that... well, his thoughts on the matter are interrupted immediately by the press of a hand against his nipple alongside the texture of soft padded skin, a sharp, pleasant yowl escaping his lips as teeth find the other pec.] Nngh... you're so... so good... I want to do this so much more... I want to... nngh. To take all of you... no matter what.
[it should scare him, he's sure, just how broad that statement is when he's dealing with a werewolf. certainly doesn't though, as the idea of being taken in any form really only makes him clench a little harder, squirm a little more.]
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Date: 2024-05-10 02:26 am (UTC)and well, he needn't think it was just intimacy in general—that will come in time, no doubt, when Olivine can no longer leash his libido like he usually does. for now, it's all about this moment, this feeling, the other's words and actions—]
You—nnghaah! Y-you too... Basch...
[his breath hitches again even before those hips jolt and sink him another inch in, heartbeat picking up to nigh thunderous at the confession. offer. whatever it is. is he afraid of that? maybe... maybe a little. only because this is just their first time, so what if he actually is too much?
but... does he have any reason to think he should be? not yet, he supposes.]
Ah... haah... then—stay with me... [obviously, he can stay somewhere away from Basch if it turns out to be a matter of safety (even though he would much rather not), but other than that... well, his thoughts on the matter are interrupted immediately by the press of a hand against his nipple alongside the texture of soft padded skin, a sharp, pleasant yowl escaping his lips as teeth find the other pec.] Nngh... you're so... so good... I want to do this so much more... I want to... nngh. To take all of you... no matter what.
[it should scare him, he's sure, just how broad that statement is when he's dealing with a werewolf. certainly doesn't though, as the idea of being taken in any form really only makes him clench a little harder, squirm a little more.]