[ despite his reservations, it’s so clear that Olivine is melting into the pleasure of this. His own breath hitches, cock responding to the eroticism of making another hungry. It turns into a genuine moan as Olivine’s touch gets more impatient, the cool hair suddenly biting his hot skin. For once, he isn’t worried about his body being seen. There’s no flinching, no attempt to skirt his gaze away. ]
You’re quite ready, but I am not. How will you tempt me to give you what you want, you needy thing?
[ He keeps his voice a low growl, tugging the lead right to jerk Olivine’s face to his. A kiss. Gentle, first, checking if the other is alright, reminding them both this is an act. And then he bits his lip, shoves his tongue against the other’s and skims his hand down his front to oh so briefly palm his impressive erection.
And then he brings it around Olivine’s backside, smacking his ass hard enough to make an audible sound. If people weren’t aware, they likely are now. ]
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You’re quite ready, but I am not. How will you tempt me to give you what you want, you needy thing?
[ He keeps his voice a low growl, tugging the lead right to jerk Olivine’s face to his. A kiss. Gentle, first, checking if the other is alright, reminding them both this is an act. And then he bits his lip, shoves his tongue against the other’s and skims his hand down his front to oh so briefly palm his impressive erection.
And then he brings it around Olivine’s backside, smacking his ass hard enough to make an audible sound. If people weren’t aware, they likely are now. ]