[ Basch exhales more sharply in a breathy laugh. Olivine is so eager, and here Basch is treating him like a delicate flower. It's much harder to do so with the way Olivine wraps his arms around Basch to pull them flush, his mouth opening invitingly. Maybe even demandingly. There's so much want in the way he says Basch's name. It fans that lurching heat deep in his abdomen. He really...almost can't believe someone could feel that toward him.
And he'll live up to it. He owes Olivine that. His grip tightens and shifts, pulling Olivine as close as he can at this awkward angle. He almost regrets not removing their shoes and sitting properly against the headboard, but he isn't stopping now. One arm slides so his hand can firmly hold the other near his shoulders, the other dipping to cup his ass, and he kisses him for real, tongue roving and lips pressing hard. He doesn't think, just does everything in his power to make the other feel safe and wanted and half as attractive as Basch finds him.
Which is absolutely impossible to deny with the other scrunched against him. He has to resist the urge to settle down and soften his arousal; there's no need for it. It's so clear this is wanted, not as some trick or joke or sick fantasy. Olivine wants him, and that's enough to make his eyes sting. ]
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Date: 2024-06-09 10:59 pm (UTC)And he'll live up to it. He owes Olivine that. His grip tightens and shifts, pulling Olivine as close as he can at this awkward angle. He almost regrets not removing their shoes and sitting properly against the headboard, but he isn't stopping now. One arm slides so his hand can firmly hold the other near his shoulders, the other dipping to cup his ass, and he kisses him for real, tongue roving and lips pressing hard. He doesn't think, just does everything in his power to make the other feel safe and wanted and half as attractive as Basch finds him.
Which is absolutely impossible to deny with the other scrunched against him. He has to resist the urge to settle down and soften his arousal; there's no need for it. It's so clear this is wanted, not as some trick or joke or sick fantasy. Olivine wants him, and that's enough to make his eyes sting. ]