[ Hearing Olivine plead does something strange to his insides. Part of him loves it, wants to sink his teeth into the other's neck and enjoy every cry and expression of desire. The other part wants to match that plea, soothe the other's every desire or pain, given him exactly what he wants.
He isn't going anywhere, though. Any thought for duties or reputations are far from his mind. He's going to fuck Olivine til they're both exhausted, and then has every intention of lounging with the other until they're awake enough to seek food or a bath or whatever else they desire.
So he pants the other's name back, punishing pace not letting up, until his pitch starts to change and his back arches, thrusts coming in stuttering bursts. He lets Olivine's wrists go, curling over the other to kiss him hard as his pleasure starts to crest, entirely unaware that as he does, his cock is beginning to swell at the base. ]
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He isn't going anywhere, though. Any thought for duties or reputations are far from his mind. He's going to fuck Olivine til they're both exhausted, and then has every intention of lounging with the other until they're awake enough to seek food or a bath or whatever else they desire.
So he pants the other's name back, punishing pace not letting up, until his pitch starts to change and his back arches, thrusts coming in stuttering bursts. He lets Olivine's wrists go, curling over the other to kiss him hard as his pleasure starts to crest, entirely unaware that as he does, his cock is beginning to swell at the base. ]