[there's still the occasional jolt of interest, as Eiden nuzzles into him and strokes his taint besides, as Olivine reminds himself that they are actually here to bathe, and he shouldn't just get into his usual greedy headspace right now.

... even if he gives a little cry as fingers wiggle inside him, thighs clenching gently.]

Ah... haah... I can try that. I shouldn't think too long on it now... mm. Or we won't get out of here anytime soon.

[because beyond his own curiosity, he could do anything with Eiden and have his whole night feel just... perfect. lips meet lips and Olivine cradles the brunet's cheek for a moment, soft and sweet and gentle. he's greedy, but it's really only because Eiden always gives him what he wants, doesn't he.

then he says that and Olivine can't help but laugh, bright and warm, diving in for one more kiss before he responds.]

For now, at least... should I leave it all to you, Ei~den?

[honestly, how can he help himself? he knows the other, he's not opposed, and even if they keep it to just cleaning and nothing lewd... he wants to feel the other all over, warm and gentle and real. he'll handle this place, but it really is wild thinking how much harder it would have been without him here.]