[lucky for Basch, he'll find that Olivine is fairly reasonable person. Take care of himself and that'll be enough—
Olivine half-watches the approach, noting him more by the soft warmth that comes to hover just behind him. The feeling of rough hands on his back is enough to get his heart pumping more still, hips jolting at the squeeze of one at his sack. It earns a needy little groan, and Olivine lets his head dip down a little.]
As—you wish...
[His voice is a little breathy, eyes closing as warm lips caress his back, drifting over strong muscles until—
Until Basch bites down, digging fingers into his thighs and (perhaps accidentally) drawing Olivine to arch and shift, legs spread a little obscenely wide.]
Ah—haah... like that...
[fingers grip the cushion he's perched over, eyes closing as his lower body leans into the rough sensations. The thought that people are still watching is there, but it fades into something more distant as his thoughts turn toward making this at least a little pleasurable for them both.]
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Date: 2024-01-15 05:02 pm (UTC)Olivine half-watches the approach, noting him more by the soft warmth that comes to hover just behind him. The feeling of rough hands on his back is enough to get his heart pumping more still, hips jolting at the squeeze of one at his sack. It earns a needy little groan, and Olivine lets his head dip down a little.]
As—you wish...
[His voice is a little breathy, eyes closing as warm lips caress his back, drifting over strong muscles until—
Until Basch bites down, digging fingers into his thighs and (perhaps accidentally) drawing Olivine to arch and shift, legs spread a little obscenely wide.]
Ah—haah... like that...
[fingers grip the cushion he's perched over, eyes closing as his lower body leans into the rough sensations. The thought that people are still watching is there, but it fades into something more distant as his thoughts turn toward making this at least a little pleasurable for them both.]