[ Right. It isn’t entirely fair to ask him what he wants when he may not know. But that bit of direction makes him nod, face shy.
He presses his lips lightly to Olivine’s. The jolt it sends through him is absurd. But it gives him the push to press his lips more firmly, one hand settling on the swell of Olivine’s thigh, and the other skimming under the hem of his shirt to trail lightly on his side. He notices Olivine’s higher body temperature much more clearly this time, and the supple softness of his skin. It brings a low sound to his throat, one he’s almost embarrassed for, except nothing in Olivine at any point has said this is unwelcome.
So he runs his tongue against the other’s lip, grip settling a little more firmly as he tries to let his body lead his mind. It’s the smarter of the two. ]
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Date: 2024-06-09 03:51 pm (UTC)He presses his lips lightly to Olivine’s. The jolt it sends through him is absurd. But it gives him the push to press his lips more firmly, one hand settling on the swell of Olivine’s thigh, and the other skimming under the hem of his shirt to trail lightly on his side. He notices Olivine’s higher body temperature much more clearly this time, and the supple softness of his skin. It brings a low sound to his throat, one he’s almost embarrassed for, except nothing in Olivine at any point has said this is unwelcome.
So he runs his tongue against the other’s lip, grip settling a little more firmly as he tries to let his body lead his mind. It’s the smarter of the two. ]