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massochism) wrote2023-12-22 02:50 pm
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25 / male / gay / 3♦
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Hello, my name is Olivine. I'm a priest of the God of Klein, and I enjoy helping others in my free time. I'm also a healer, so if you ever find yourself in need, please don't hesitate to seek me out for assistance or conversation or both.
I like to think myself quite easy to get along with, and I'm happy to make friends and acquaintances. I've been told I can be a little too optimistic sometimes, but I can't really help it. Ah, and I've been working on myself of late to become more self-confident, with the help of others around me.
For the moment, I'm just looking to make connections. If I can, I'd also like to find something to do with myself—I have experience with several creative endeavours.
I may not be able to offer much now, but I hope to become more helpful in the future. Please bear with me in the interim.
As I mentioned before, I'm a healer and a priest. I also know a fair bit of magic, at least how it works in my own world. On top of that, I enjoy painting and writing.
I have a penchant for trying new things, even when they may seem strange. I'm quite... resilient, when it comes to that.
Oh, I don't know. I like a lot of fantasy books, especially ones with intrigue and romance in them, as well as tomes and history books. I also quite enjoy church music, though... I suppose I just like music in general. Things that are pleasant to listen to and soothe the heart.
I haven't gotten a chance to experience much in the way of food, personally. I do love home-cooked meals and fresh breads, things that are flavourful and comforting.
Well... I think my ideal partner would be someone strong-willed, confident, and warm-hearted. Someone kind and understanding, who can accept me as I am.
Mm... and it wouldn't hurt if he was someone playful and a bit rough. I like it when I'm taken by surprise, in all senses of the word, by someone I trust. Of course... it's also best if they can handle a little playfulness in return.
WINE
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
CLOWNS
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
BATH
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
PIRATES
.05 TITS OR ASS
TITS
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
TEA
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
SWEET
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
SUMMER
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
LACE
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
ROUGH SEX
ENFJ-T
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The other will receive no shortage of salty-sweet pre, especially with his hand twisting and squeezing firmly against engorged flesh.]
Nngh... that's it... I—haauh—
[that little noise is earned when Sunday's hand teases his sack, torso pitching forward just so. It's intense, almost dizzying with how sensitive this dream seems to have him. Tongue slipping between his lips to facilitate his panting moans, his fingers tangle more firmly in the other's hair as he ceases to even pull briefly away from the head of his cock.
It's not long, as he suggested. A hiss of Sunday's name, a sharp whine he may or may not register as a warning, and then—hot spend flows from his slit, pouring over that tongue and filling his mouth, balls tight with every pulse. his instinct is to push the other man's head back so that he doesn't choke—but he holds off on that to let Sunday decide. It's a lot for his first blowjob, even compared to normal honestly.
And when he's finally spent, legs trembling faintly, Olivine's attention turns to checking in on him, gaze still shimmery and hazy but gently concerned.]
Haah... nngh... how are you feeling? Not too sore?
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( He refuses to make outwardly sounds against his cock, so he swallows the struggle instead and nearly chokes. One more push and he could snort his hot bit of precum. The taste of it isn't as bad as he expects, either, and something about Olivine's sounds mixing into the dew of this room and their actions only makes Sunday savor him like it's the last meal of his life. He pops the head out of his lips with a wet, loud pop, and opens wide around him again so he can catch any excess of it, moaning deeply as the warm trickling coats the back of his tongue.
His gaze rises towards him, watery from the soreness and tension accumulated in his jaw, but he's not giving up until it's all said and done. He pushes towards him when Olivine tries to guide him back by his hair and the slight tug also sends a ripple of pleasure down Sunday's cock. )
Oli...vine.
( He gasps roughly, stroking him like so with the tip resting just over his tongue. Seeing Olivine squirm and tense because of his actions fuels his dormant power trip, it gives him more drive to keep controlling how Olivine feels in his mouth. As his cock stills and twitches, painting his tongue and throat thick and white, Sunday sucks him even harder. His cheeks are perfectly hollowed as he bobs his head down to drink it, but that's probably where his fault lies. He tries breathing as he's pumping Olivine from his orgasm and, well, inhales at the worst time. He pulls back in a fit of coughs, covering his mouth to preserve some dignity in front of him as his eyes glaze with involuntary, air-deprived tears. Cum drips from his lips and chin as he glances up at him, and then his beautiful cock. )
I'm ... Fine. Hmgh!
( He's quick to lean back in, clearing his throat before licking it from tip to base, he licks his balls and kisses up every inch to clean him. )
🎀
Just like he has no qualms giving him everything, his dick twitching with every pulse of orgasm. Not the most intense he's had, but certainly up there—and it's almost a second thought that he realises Sunday must need to breathe soon—]
Nnnh—you'll want to slow down at first—
[too late. Olivine winces on his behalf as the halovian leans back to cough. Gentle fingers swipe away some of the tears built up at the corner of his eyes.]
Haah... ah... let me take care of you, too...
[He's not going to refuse the cleaning up by any means. But in the twilight moments of this dream, as the flickering haze draws up to engulf them both back to the land of the living, the priest wants to ensure every moment is as enjoyable as the last.]