[ The hands in his hair feel just as good as they had on his fur. His ears go back in pleasure, growling Olivine’s name in response.
Olivine’s shirt off, he dips lower, kissing and nipping down his chest as he starts to tug at the other’s pants. His fingers aren’t quite agile enough to undo the fastening, but that doesn’t stop his tongue from teasing the other’s middle, or his sharp teeth from caressing the skin there. ]
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Olivine’s shirt off, he dips lower, kissing and nipping down his chest as he starts to tug at the other’s pants. His fingers aren’t quite agile enough to undo the fastening, but that doesn’t stop his tongue from teasing the other’s middle, or his sharp teeth from caressing the skin there. ]