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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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Then I'm happy to stay—haugh—
[he's not entirely sure if he's just off-balance or Rei's stronger than he looks; both, maybe. in any case it's not like he fights the movement, falling back onto the couch with a significant thud and shuffle of fabric; there's more than enough space for the smaller man between his thighs, hovering over him just so. it's—alluring, almost laughably so. he's beautiful, especially in this predatory nature of his, though green eyes lose focus when hands push his shirt up to make way for tongue and teeth.
his gemstone is just as sensitive as the rest of him, skin around it prickling with hands along it.]
Haah... ah... it is, but everything about him is. He's always known exactly what I need.
[admittedly, not a difficult prospect—but Eiden had stumbled into it without needing Olivine to explain (or letting him, actually). "not bad" is a bit of an understatement but the priest is willing to accept his relative lack of experience as a bias. it's not important anyway, not compared to the instinct of threading his fingers in Rei's hair again, tugging none too gently in time with him finding little sensitive spots.
sweet and hot, that tongue only stirs him up more, hips twitching at the nip at the curve of bone. at this point, with Rei's nature, it isn't even a surprise that he leans right into that space—a little humiliation, a little teasing. it's definitely just as effective as the physical touches in making him wet.]
I... mmnh. I can't help it. I like being touched, I'm still getting used to it. [his laugh is a little different now, breathy and loose. Olivine may be a workaholic, but when he's not working... well, if he's a rabbit it isn't out of nervousness. not when his eyes practically dare him to keep going, utterly shameless.] Besides... when you're looking at me like you could eat me alive, how could I not react?
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and then olivine speaks...oh boy, is this what it's like to be one of the more lovey-dovey clan members?]
Hah - you're really fond of him, huh? [rei absolutely cannot relate. granted, eiden has only proven to be kind, helpful, empathetic, and so on, putting the needs of others before his own. but rei has lived far too long and seen too much shit to be so easily swayed. if that very thought reminds him of kuya, it doesn't show on his face - but god, what an unpleasant realization. he only moans against heated skin at the tug on his hair.
he pulls at the waistband of olivine's pants, eager to slide them off of him. it's a slow process, but his pretty cock slips out, and rei kisses the tip. he needs them all the way off, though, because he wants access to everything. as he wiggles olivine's clothes off of him, he looks up at olivine's face, meeting his dare with action.]
Your body clearly can't get enough no matter how much you're touched. Even if I devour you, will you be satiated? Let's test it out. [tossing his pants aside, rei lifts a heavy thigh and dives in, licking up every bit of slick leaking from olivine like a starving man, tongue only dipping in just the slightest bit in a way rei knows from experience is not nearly enough.]
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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.]
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or something.
perhaps rei hopes that, one day, he can have this kind of trust in eiden, too.but yes, enough about eiden, as much as he's sure that eiden would be thrilled to know he's in their thoughts while they're fucking each other. he's got olivine's thighs on his shoulder, his tongue on olivine's ass, olivine gripping his hair, and olivine's taste coating his mouth. it's as sweet as it smells, and he greedily licks it all up, savoring the warm spread of essence through his own body.
like a fucking asshole, he barely breaches olivine, just enough to scoop out more slick. he noses against olivine's balls as he laves the furl of his hole, fucking ravenous for that sweet, delicious, healing essence.
after some more desperate tugging is when he decides to be kind, shoving two finger deep inside in one smooth action, immediately curling his fingers within. despite olivine's hard muscles, he's just as soft and pliant inside as anyone else as he practically begs rei for more. he doesn't quite fuck olivine with his fingers just yet - instead, he continuously rubs inside, seeking that one spot that's certain to make olivine see stars.]
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he's about a second away from protesting more bluntly when two fingers shove inside, and that sees his back arching instead. it's hard to say if that's intentional in the act of helping to find that perfect spot, but it's sure not hurting matters any.
when he does find it, he'll find a fair portion of Olivine's weight bearing down on that shoulder for at least a moment as every muscle shifts and clenches, cock twitching against his belly as Rei's name leaves his lips in a slurred cry, alongside something that might have been wait, instinctive but completely at odds with what the rest of him wants. it's worlds different to a toy, he notes when his brain comes back the fuck online—just barely, enough to chase that sensation immediately thereafter when everything switches from clenched to trembling. he's as greedy as Rei should be expecting at this point, soft and pliant and practically sucking those fingers back in against his wet insides.]
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rei nearly gets bodied when olivine weight suddenly bears down on his shoulder - damn this man is so strong! - but he manages to not buckle. he holds strong, fingers now fucking olivine in earnest, just as rei likes it: hard and fast. he mouths up olivine's cock before taking him in completely, cheeks hollowed as he sucks him. he can feel olivine's hole tensing around his fingers, desperate to keep him inside in any way possible. combined with the little noises and the cries of his name, it's incredibly cute.
he looks up as he works olivine closer to orgasm, seeing the fruits of his labor painted across olivine's sweet, pretty face. if he could smirk, he would, but his mouth is currently full of cock. but he'll look to his heart's content, intrigued with how a twist of his fingers could make a distinct kind of face, how adding in a third finger could make another.
he can't stare for too much longer, because he takes more and more of olivine's cock into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat with it - he doesn't gag, but it takes quite a bit of concentration to not do so. it's not just him trying to get olivine to come, either - the feeling of having his mouth full, cock in his throat - it gets him off, too, makes his eyes roll in his skull.
christening the couch with messy wet sex, yippee! rei wouldn't have it any other way.]
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Olivine himself is doing his damnedest to not body his fellow clan member—it's not his fault that Rei made this hard on himself with the position, ok!—so at least they get through that moment. once it's done and the priest has more self-control (barely), he can brace his weight on his torso better, only growing louder as Rei's fingers fuck into him in earnest. it's sweet agony really, good but never enough, and he makes a concerted effort to not squirm like he normally does when lips wrap around his cock.
brows furrow in that concentration as Rei watches, eyes glassy and half-focused, fingers threading through hair as much as tugging—he's a lot better about testing now too, thanks to Sylvain, so he'll get some nice sharp pulls that lie just short of taking charge. Rei looks good down there too, and Olivine thinks he could imagine that smirk in his gaze—at least in the moments where his thoughts are all there.
which isn't all that many, honestly, when a third finger slips in and his expression softens even more, greedy and hot. the tip of his dick hits the back of the other's throat and it's so familiar he can't help but smile a little; they really are similar in so many ways. his fingers soften a little here and there, almost fond in the way they move, and it really is very much like him. it also happens to be in tandem with the way he moves his hips, careful not to override Rei's movements but also pressing in a little deeper to give him more of that eye-rolling pleasure.
loud, messy, and desperate are things the priest is quite good at, and the squelch of his hole around the other's fingers is addictive. there's no effort made to hold back—even if Olivine were better at that, he wouldn't do it to Rei unless he was told to. there's just enough sense in him through the orgasm to keep his weight mostly off his partner, legs trembling as his body seizes up and squeezes down. the braced one flexes, and there's a brief moment of realisation that he could probably hold tight if he wanted to—but again, this is Olivine, and accommodation suits him better than demand. so he can decide where he'd like to have his sample, each burst of heat full of essence as warm and soothing as it is addictively desperate.
or maybe that latter part is just Olivine. it's hard to be sure with everything mingling together between them.]
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the sharp tugs on his hair only add to his arousal, and his free hand reaches back to slip some fingers inside his own ass, wet and inviting from simply sucking olivine off and fingering him. he knows his own body well, so he can immediately find the sweet spot, abusing it in time with the fingers thrusting into olivine.
hey, rei knows how good it feels to lose yourself while getting fucked, so be free, let yourself go and enjoy the ride, olivine. rei would never make olivine or any of his other fellow bottoms hold back. rei will drink most of it up, wanting to save some to spit out for a sample to test on later.
even after releasing, rei keeps olivine in his mouth, keeps his fingers inside, aiming for a bit of overstimulation play. not too much, cause he knows how painful it can be, but just enough for it to be fun - for both himself and olivine. just until he comes, and for now he's thrusting his fingers inside himself as hard as he can, moans muffled by the cock in his mouth, further stimulating olivine as well (which he's absolutely doing on purpose.) just a little more- just a little more-!]
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listen, eventually he's going to find out how welcome that pain will be, and then he'll... actually it's hard to say if he'll be surprised by it at that point. in any case, Olivine is left not quite squirming when he's finished, especially with the other's moans muffled against his cock (rude, really).
he's close, surely, and even with the pleasant ache of overstimulation zapping at his senses the priest has enough wherewithal to return to his movements again. Rei may not expect anything in particular from his fellow bottoms, but Olivine is fixated on everyone having pleasure where they can. can he be blamed, really? there's something so pleasant about just seeing another in pleasure, even as desperate as he is.
so his hands keep up their movements, tugging hair and pressing rough but careful along his shoulder, down the top of his spine. if the angle were better, he might reach for Rei's cock, but alas. next time, maybe.]
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luckily, rei doesn't need olivine to help him out - the thought would surely be appreciated, especially if he knew olivine was determined for him to feel pleasure, too, after so many people not caring whether he did or not. he's close anyway, his own thrusts focused and concentrated with singular purpose.
and sure enough, he spills on his brand new couch, the force of it so strong some of it lands on his stomach anyway and a few droplets on olivine's thigh. god. prostate orgasms are the best. he doesn't understand tops and their need to do otherwise.
popping off olivine's cock (giving it one last kiss) and pulling his fingers out as well (licking them off, too), rei sits up, stretching his aching muscles. and oh, what a pleasant ache it is. there's truly nothing like it.)]
I think I have a good idea of your current essence readings. Thanks. [he throws a smirk olivine's way.]
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Olivine's weight settles back on the couch for a moment in the aftermath, vaguely aware of the few warm droplets at his thigh. a breathy groan escapes him when Rei's lips press to his cock and his fingers pull free; he's absolutely left twitching for a moment and it's absolutely a greedy sense of disappointment. the floaty sensation of afterglow is still there, but well... it's Olivine. stopping is always like this, no matter how worn he feels.]
Haah... ah... that's good. [he exhales a laugh at the smirk, utterly unashamed. sitting up a little, he stretches his legs in turn, arms stretching up over his head. yeah, he'll just stay here for a minute while he tries to come down. the shirt he's wearing is still mostly on, the attempts at freeing his chest abandoned with just the glimmer of silver chain sort of freed at the bottom of it. "freed" is...
a relative term, of course, with tits as big as Olivine's and shirts being shirts.] Is it what you expected? The last time we saw each other, my essence was still quite unusual, after all.
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he closes his eyes, considering the readings he'd just received. the readings are calm, gentle, and almost holy. his own essence feels caressed by it, the lashing tendrils of his essence tamed.] Yes, they're as expected - much better than the last time.
[he looks over at olivine, and he smirks.] Oh? Didn't have enough yet, Your Holiness? You look disappointed. [eyes glance down at the chains lacing his nipples together, and he reaches over to give it a tug.] Eiden must have his hands full with you - literally and figuratviely.
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[He'd be lying if he said there wasn't any sense of concern, given the circumstances. Who knew how being in a land so different from their own would react with their essence?
But—Rei speaks and the priest blinks, cheeks heating up again.]
Ah, I'm not— [disappointed. But fingers find that chain and tug and the word fizzles out on his tongue. His body arches sweetly at the sensation, fingers gripping the cushion above him.] nngh... Eiden might be as insatiable as I can be. But I'll be fine... in a few minutes...
[does he actually think Rei feels any obligation to keep going? Probably not, but he says it anyway. His body, on the other hand, speaks for itself, cock twitching against his belly at the pressure on his nipples, pink down to his chest.]
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If you're not done, then you're not done. Let me just grab a few things before making sure you're fully satisfied. This suite came fully stocked - might as well use everything it has to offer, right?
[he tugs olivine forward into a kiss, completely ruining all of olivine's efforts to come down from his high, before getting up and grabbing the box of toys from somewhere in his bedroom. it came with a huge variety, all the better to keep them company for however long they're going to be at it.
and by the look on olivine's face, blissed out and hopeful for more, rei suspects they'll be at it for quite a bit. not that he minds, of course. what better welcome to a sex casino than a session of marathon sex with someone he actually kinda trusts? as he walks back to olivine with the treasure trove of all kinds of fun toys, he picks out a particular large, vibrating one and turns it on, smiling.]
Let's get started.