[ Worry significantly eased with how clearly Olivine is enjoying this, Basch obeys, moaning the other's name quietly. He had promised discretion, and he's long practiced at being quiet. But being able to shout will soon be a fantasy.
And with that, he's tipped over, no longer calculating. He fucks Olivine hard, muscles taught and weight making the other bob beneath him. He thinks about that cock bouncing between Olivine's legs and only pushes harder, the sounds in his throat getting more guttural with every passing moment. ]
Fuck, you're taking this so beautifully. Does it feel as good as you wanted? Does your ass or your cock feel tighter? -- Ah, Olivine, I'm close --
[ The words are low, plucked from memories of what made him hot to hear when he was in Olivine's position. But as his body starts to zing, he can't focus on he words. He's pulling Olivine in to meet his aggressive ruts, his knees starting to ache with the force of it. Olivine is going to be sore tomorrow. ]
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Date: 2024-06-17 10:49 pm (UTC)And with that, he's tipped over, no longer calculating. He fucks Olivine hard, muscles taught and weight making the other bob beneath him. He thinks about that cock bouncing between Olivine's legs and only pushes harder, the sounds in his throat getting more guttural with every passing moment. ]
Fuck, you're taking this so beautifully. Does it feel as good as you wanted? Does your ass or your cock feel tighter? -- Ah, Olivine, I'm close --
[ The words are low, plucked from memories of what made him hot to hear when he was in Olivine's position. But as his body starts to zing, he can't focus on he words. He's pulling Olivine in to meet his aggressive ruts, his knees starting to ache with the force of it. Olivine is going to be sore tomorrow. ]