[ He's...not certain at all he likes that title, but he does like the way Olivine sighs. Likes the whining moan even more, his cock reacting more readily than his heart is willing to. And this time, he does see Olivine's eyes take him in. Well, this thing is alright, if it's making the other man so desirous. This should be good for him. ]
I will tease you until you beg. [ It's a low growl, as much because he is still uncertain of himself as because he thinks that's what he would want. And that odd sensation in him is bubbling up. He wants people to hear, to know, to watch, even as some other part of him is terrified of that kind of observation. He reaches out, running his fingers delicately through Olivine's hair once, then tightening his grip, pulling his head back so that they look at each other. ]
And I want you to beg loud enough that this entire floor knows you are mine.
[ He flushes as he says it, face twisting for a moment as the urge to apologize rises up. But the real panic is the way he likes it, likes that Olivine likes it, likes the absolutely humiliating feeling of being seen like this and someone...commenting on it later. Asking for him to be this again. ]
Why did you stop undressing me? [ But he jerks Olivine's head to the side, biting the other side of his neck, harder. ] I thought you wanted to be taken.
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Date: 2024-01-10 08:10 pm (UTC)I will tease you until you beg. [ It's a low growl, as much because he is still uncertain of himself as because he thinks that's what he would want. And that odd sensation in him is bubbling up. He wants people to hear, to know, to watch, even as some other part of him is terrified of that kind of observation. He reaches out, running his fingers delicately through Olivine's hair once, then tightening his grip, pulling his head back so that they look at each other. ]
And I want you to beg loud enough that this entire floor knows you are mine.
[ He flushes as he says it, face twisting for a moment as the urge to apologize rises up. But the real panic is the way he likes it, likes that Olivine likes it, likes the absolutely humiliating feeling of being seen like this and someone...commenting on it later. Asking for him to be this again. ]
Why did you stop undressing me? [ But he jerks Olivine's head to the side, biting the other side of his neck, harder. ] I thought you wanted to be taken.