[hold steady, he says—Olivine's hips tremble with the slow pace, fingers pressing in a little harder as sensation mounts. His chest heaves softly with the effort of it all, a shudder running down his spine as the shorter man shifts their angles. It's not hard to guess what he's looking for, and in his impatience, the priest can't help himself.
The shift of his weight is mild, but effective; Olivine is particularly aware of his body, after all, so the sharp outcry isn't a surprise to him any more than the way his muscles squeeze around the invading dick is. It furrows his brows in concentration, back shifting and curving with his hips firmly set in Jin Guangyao's hands. His body aches with want, sensitive and heated.]
Haah... ah...! More... please... nngh. Play with—my chest, too...
[has he forgotten his role here? Not completely... but it's a pretty near thing. Olivine is nothing if not wanton.]
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[hold steady, he says—Olivine's hips tremble with the slow pace, fingers pressing in a little harder as sensation mounts. His chest heaves softly with the effort of it all, a shudder running down his spine as the shorter man shifts their angles. It's not hard to guess what he's looking for, and in his impatience, the priest can't help himself.
The shift of his weight is mild, but effective; Olivine is particularly aware of his body, after all, so the sharp outcry isn't a surprise to him any more than the way his muscles squeeze around the invading dick is. It furrows his brows in concentration, back shifting and curving with his hips firmly set in Jin Guangyao's hands. His body aches with want, sensitive and heated.]
Haah... ah...! More... please... nngh. Play with—my chest, too...
[has he forgotten his role here? Not completely... but it's a pretty near thing. Olivine is nothing if not wanton.]