[rei is diligently taking notes with his shorthand since he doesn't quite have the muscle memory of typing to be quick about it. candies. cave. perhaps he can ask the staff for a sample of the candies, considering he's apparently ~*royalty*~ in this casino and can ask for whatever the fuck he wants. he would sneer at the title, but admits the title comes with amazing benefits especially for his research and experiments.
he listens without judgment, his expression and notes completely objective as he types out olivine's incredibly erotic-sounding encounter. he'll have to visit these caves and test these octopi for himself - in a more controlled environment, he's not looking to get tentacled anytime soon, as fun as he's sure it is. he's doing this purely for research - which sounds like an excuse, but for rei, it truly is the sole reason.
he wonders if olivine would be up for experiencing them again. for science.
he turns off the watch once more once olivine is done.] Easier in that I don't have to get volunteers, yes, but it's difficult to make objective observations when you're getting your back blown out. I'm sure you get it. [a smirk.]
I've done it before, but there's no point if I have readily available volunteers. Besides, my own essence is far too unusual to be a proper variable. I'm sure you can sense it, Olivine. [there's a strangely bitter note to his tone, but he quickly switches gears, throwing a leg over olivine's lap, one hand braced on the back of the couch, the other tipping olivine's chin up. his robe falls open, but rei pays it no mind. again, this is for science. though the predatory look on his face betrays his enjoyment of the situation - perhaps amused that he'll get to defile the priest. not that he's at all the first, but still.]
Now. Time to get a baseline reading. [with that, he kisses olivine, immediately slipping his tongue in his mouth and sweeping it wherever it can possibly reach, utterly devouring him (it's important to get varied samples, after all!) it's methodical, but not cold - perhaps all the time spent with eiden has changed him a little after all.]
no subject
he listens without judgment, his expression and notes completely objective as he types out olivine's incredibly erotic-sounding encounter. he'll have to visit these caves and test these octopi for himself - in a more controlled environment, he's not looking to get tentacled anytime soon, as fun as he's sure it is. he's doing this purely for research - which sounds like an excuse, but for rei, it truly is the sole reason.
he wonders if olivine would be up for experiencing them again. for science.he turns off the watch once more once olivine is done.] Easier in that I don't have to get volunteers, yes, but it's difficult to make objective observations when you're getting your back blown out. I'm sure you get it. [a smirk.]
I've done it before, but there's no point if I have readily available volunteers. Besides, my own essence is far too unusual to be a proper variable. I'm sure you can sense it, Olivine. [there's a strangely bitter note to his tone, but he quickly switches gears, throwing a leg over olivine's lap, one hand braced on the back of the couch, the other tipping olivine's chin up. his robe falls open, but rei pays it no mind. again, this is for science. though the predatory look on his face betrays his enjoyment of the situation - perhaps amused that he'll get to defile the priest. not that he's at all the first, but still.]
Now. Time to get a baseline reading. [with that, he kisses olivine, immediately slipping his tongue in his mouth and sweeping it wherever it can possibly reach, utterly devouring him (it's important to get varied samples, after all!) it's methodical, but not cold - perhaps all the time spent with eiden has changed him a little after all.]