[that large hand covers his mouth, finger slipping between Olivine's lips, and he gives a softer noise and parts them to take it in. it helps immediately, gives him something to do that isn't just crying out over the pleasant sensations coursing through him.
the faint taste of salt on his skin feels somehow sweet too, that thought scattered as teeth close over and tug his nipple. fingers curl and he groans in turn, hips rising up when that finger slides inside him, squirming impatiently only to jolt at another bite. that makes his whole body squeeze down harder still, whine a little loud even around the other's hand. at least its presence keeps it between them, though.
a second finger slides into him easily, pulling another groan from his lips, breath hitching as he wars with which direction to go to get the most feeling. his mouth, his fingers—Basch is definitely doing an excellent job of working him up.]
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Date: 2024-06-14 06:57 am (UTC)the faint taste of salt on his skin feels somehow sweet too, that thought scattered as teeth close over and tug his nipple. fingers curl and he groans in turn, hips rising up when that finger slides inside him, squirming impatiently only to jolt at another bite. that makes his whole body squeeze down harder still, whine a little loud even around the other's hand. at least its presence keeps it between them, though.
a second finger slides into him easily, pulling another groan from his lips, breath hitching as he wars with which direction to go to get the most feeling. his mouth, his fingers—Basch is definitely doing an excellent job of working him up.]