[listen, Olivine is only used to being manhandled by men who are bigger than him and Eiden, who's worked real hard to be able to throw him around (y'know, and to try and be more useful) ok!! it's an attractive feature, Rei. also no one knows why Olivine is so jacked, probably. just because he can't stop helping everyone he comes across like an idiot.]

I am. [not even a second of hesitation there. honestly, if Rei had been there before, he might have a different perception of Eiden; Olivine can't blame him for that.] With reason, of course. He's done so much for me in the past two years, after all.

[he'll escape the otherwise inevitable rambling simply because he keeps moving, granted. Olivine's not one to focus too much on people who aren't here when he's getting railed out of his mind, that would be rude and uncalled for. especially when Rei's wiggling his pants off, the scent of essence all the more sweetly intense by the time his cock slips out and lips press to the tip.]

I guess we'll... see...

[the answer is probably not. the sound that escapes him is a choked groan as Rei dives in, lifted thigh finding a place over his shoulder to brace comfortably. it gives him just enough leverage to leave that pressure on the smaller man, one hand grasping at his shirt as the other continues its roaming through soft hair. he'll have to release said hair whenever he gets that shirt up, but for right now it's a miracle he can free his tits before getting distracted by the dip of that damned tongue, sounded by the jingle of the chain connecting them.

it's absolutely not enough, and it prompts more of that tugging even amid the jolts of hips and the flex of muscles, a breathy curse exhaled on soft lips.]

Ggh... not enough... [as if he thinks that's not on purpose.]