[fingers trace his entrance before pressing in, and Olivine moans softly at the sweet stretch they provide. It's not nearly enough, of course, but every part of the taller man is perfect as far as he's concerned.]
You'll... mmngh... you'll turn me into a menace... that way...
[His hips rock into the press of fingers, trying to drive them deeper in. Patience hasn't been his greatest virtue since they'd first coupled, and now?]
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You'll... mmngh... you'll turn me into a menace... that way...
[His hips rock into the press of fingers, trying to drive them deeper in. Patience hasn't been his greatest virtue since they'd first coupled, and now?]
Basch... please... I'm already so wet.
[like he can't feel that.]