[ The way Olivine whines every time Basch pulls away is...dizzying. He isn't used to being wanted so openly.
Basch moves aside in the small double bed, letting Olivine get situated. Flushed and hungry himself, and aware the other isn't looking, he finally lets his own eyes rove. A lithe frame, strong muscles, that long beautiful hair and an absolutely rigid cock. Looks have never been particularly important to Basch, but even he can't help appreciating how beautiful Olivine is.
The other's question catches him off guard, his voice breathless. ]
What? Olivine, you are divine.
[ Not an intentional word choice, but not wrong. He sidles around and takes to his knees, hands running over Olivine's back as he presses his own hardened length against the cleft in Olivine's ass. One hand roves down around his middle, caressing his sack and shaft as he bends down to kiss Olivine's back.
Then he arches back, hands still on Olivine as he guides his tip to the other's opening, gasping as he does. ]
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Date: 2024-06-16 05:22 pm (UTC)Basch moves aside in the small double bed, letting Olivine get situated. Flushed and hungry himself, and aware the other isn't looking, he finally lets his own eyes rove. A lithe frame, strong muscles, that long beautiful hair and an absolutely rigid cock. Looks have never been particularly important to Basch, but even he can't help appreciating how beautiful Olivine is.
The other's question catches him off guard, his voice breathless. ]
What? Olivine, you are divine.
[ Not an intentional word choice, but not wrong. He sidles around and takes to his knees, hands running over Olivine's back as he presses his own hardened length against the cleft in Olivine's ass. One hand roves down around his middle, caressing his sack and shaft as he bends down to kiss Olivine's back.
Then he arches back, hands still on Olivine as he guides his tip to the other's opening, gasping as he does. ]
Gods, you're so wet.