[Olivine can't find it in himself to be embarrassed by the chuckle, the words. they're not wrong, per se—the priest's evident abundance of stamina notwithstanding.]
I won't... haaah. Wouldn't... do that to you... mm.
[though really, that's up to Basch in the end. Olivine has a decent thread of self-control, but it has a limit. the other feels hot against his leg, even through cloth, and it's almost worse than the brush of a finger against his entrance. almost.
and Basch is in for a treat, by the first noise Olivine makes when his finger slides in, deep and insistent, weight pulled back into the warmth of another body. it's made louder still by another bite, fingers curling in the fabric beneath them, burying into it. immediately, it's not enough, but when is it ever?
for a moment he just waits, in spite of the way his whole body twitches and seems to beg for more all on its own, hazy gaze turned up to watch the blond as much as he can. he wants to ask for more, though. it won't be long before impatience hits, he knows.]
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Date: 2024-01-18 07:56 am (UTC)I won't... haaah. Wouldn't... do that to you... mm.
[though really, that's up to Basch in the end. Olivine has a decent thread of self-control, but it has a limit. the other feels hot against his leg, even through cloth, and it's almost worse than the brush of a finger against his entrance. almost.
and Basch is in for a treat, by the first noise Olivine makes when his finger slides in, deep and insistent, weight pulled back into the warmth of another body. it's made louder still by another bite, fingers curling in the fabric beneath them, burying into it. immediately, it's not enough, but when is it ever?
for a moment he just waits, in spite of the way his whole body twitches and seems to beg for more all on its own, hazy gaze turned up to watch the blond as much as he can. he wants to ask for more, though. it won't be long before impatience hits, he knows.]