[he's going to have a time when he realises just how broad Olivine's interests can go, probably. right now, even he has no idea of just how far he can push himself.]
I'm glad—nngh...
[oh, but he rises up a little into that touch, breath hitching as his skin prickles under the contact. it's easy to see his reaction on his face just as it is in his body, excitement dragging a shiver down his spine.]
That—sounds good, yes. [honestly Olivine is going to end up winding himself up if he thinks too long on it, hole clenching in anticipation already.] And I can press my face into the bed if I get too loud.
[because he's still worried about that. in reality, he also wouldn't mind it if Basch pressed his face into the bed, he thinks, but that feels like a "maybe later after we talk about it" request.]
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I'm glad—nngh...
[oh, but he rises up a little into that touch, breath hitching as his skin prickles under the contact. it's easy to see his reaction on his face just as it is in his body, excitement dragging a shiver down his spine.]
That—sounds good, yes. [honestly Olivine is going to end up winding himself up if he thinks too long on it, hole clenching in anticipation already.] And I can press my face into the bed if I get too loud.
[because he's still worried about that. in reality, he also wouldn't mind it if Basch pressed his face into the bed, he thinks, but that feels like a "maybe later after we talk about it" request.]