[He has his word for if it all gets too much—which it won't, of course. Basch will understand... eventually. It'll be a long process.
But the press of fingers pulls more sound from the priest, hips rising up into his hand in little shuddery movements. A sharp groan escapes him at the feeling of nails digging carefully against sensitive skin, teeth against his ass. His body, at the very least, is almost impossible to misread. He's active and sensitive, jolting and pressing roughly back into Basch's movements.
And he manages a brief time, at least, under the onslaught of sensation and want. It's not even all that intentional, but Olivine gets lost in the treatment so easily, until his body feels like an absolute mass of beautiful, awful need. A hand shifts, wanting to touch himself for a little more sensation—pauses instead and finds purchase elsewhere, making way for the shudder that runs through him.]
Hnngh... ah... please... harder, more... Basch...
[that... isn't really related to the role he's in, not in the end. There's no hesitation to it, and almost no shame at all in his pleasure from it; just that little slip with his name, and he hasn't even quite noticed it slipped out.]
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But the press of fingers pulls more sound from the priest, hips rising up into his hand in little shuddery movements. A sharp groan escapes him at the feeling of nails digging carefully against sensitive skin, teeth against his ass. His body, at the very least, is almost impossible to misread. He's active and sensitive, jolting and pressing roughly back into Basch's movements.
And he manages a brief time, at least, under the onslaught of sensation and want. It's not even all that intentional, but Olivine gets lost in the treatment so easily, until his body feels like an absolute mass of beautiful, awful need. A hand shifts, wanting to touch himself for a little more sensation—pauses instead and finds purchase elsewhere, making way for the shudder that runs through him.]
Hnngh... ah... please... harder, more... Basch...
[that... isn't really related to the role he's in, not in the end. There's no hesitation to it, and almost no shame at all in his pleasure from it; just that little slip with his name, and he hasn't even quite noticed it slipped out.]