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Date: 2024-03-21 05:27 pm (UTC)Fuck, fuck, Oli, still so tight. Need...
[ He's not exactly coherent either, as his teeth bite down on Olivine's lower lip as his pace speeds, stutters, picks up again, faster and rougher, hips snapping up to sheathe himself fully over and over again. ]
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Date: 2024-03-21 11:56 pm (UTC)Haah... keep... nngh... [His back arches as teeth nip at his lip, gaze unfocusing for a moment.] Fuck... gimme...
[hurry, deeper, hot. He can't be sure if he says any of the words aloud but they crash into his senses with every snap of hips, slapping lewdly in the air. Panting breaths have his tongue out fully, body absolutely squeezing tight to try and milk Sylvain through the ring. A little more, just a little. He's sure of it—]
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Date: 2024-03-22 12:13 am (UTC)[ He pants the words out against the man’s lips as he grasps his hips, slamming into him deeply over and over again. Feeling Olivine clench around him, trying to drag his own orgasm out of him. He’s so fucking close, teetering on that edge, but he really does want to feel Olivine clench and spasm around him one more time as he comes.
He’d promised him six, after all. ]
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Date: 2024-03-22 04:04 am (UTC)[it isn't the first time he's come this many times this rapidly, but it's a little more intense this way. legs tremble as he holds on, jolting with every slam of hips that threatens to leave him screaming. there's a thread of dizziness to it when the last orgasm shudders through him, just this side of discomfort. worth it, to feel Sylvain spill inside him alongside every clench and spasm, but God, it's a lot even for him.
six had been the wager, after all. one that Olivine very nearly just had to accept was hubris, in fact.]
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Date: 2024-03-22 04:09 am (UTC)Gasping raggedly for air, he trails kisses against sweat-soaked skin. ]
Fuck. You’re so fucking perfect, Oli.
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Date: 2024-03-22 04:54 am (UTC)Haah... ah... you're one to talk... Sylvain.
[oh, he's way more exhausted after that than he thought. it's almost enough to make him laugh, as trembling fingers reach up to brace Sylvain's jaw and brush his thumb across his cheek.]
That was... mmn. I wasn't sure I'd make it to six. [a breathless laugh, a little sheepish.] ... my nipples hurt.
[that sure was a lot of jolting movement to go through with clamps on over his piercings. good job, boys.]
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Date: 2024-03-22 05:06 am (UTC)Oops? Let me get those off for you.
[ Leaning up on one elbow he reaches out to soothe his fingers over the reddened skin before carefully unclipping one and then the other clamp from where they bite down on the sensitive nubs, wincing in sympathy, because he knows the blood rushing back to those places isn’t going to make them hurt any less. ]
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Date: 2024-03-22 07:55 am (UTC)Haaah... thank you. The last time I used them for a long time there was nothing really... jostling them.
[with his chest free of the torment (... the unusual torment), Olivine can shift a little to press himself closer to Sylvain, sighing contentedly. he's careful in his movements, and his legs definitely feel like jelly enough that he's concerned about getting up... but they can stay like this for a while. it's not like the rooms have time limits, either.]
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Date: 2024-03-23 07:34 pm (UTC)I think this might be my new favorite game.
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Date: 2024-03-23 09:05 pm (UTC)Really? Is that just because you got to wear us both out, Sylvain? [He's not complaining.] should we keep the cards for another time?
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Date: 2024-03-23 09:12 pm (UTC)[ There’s fond humor in his voice as he cards his fingers through Olivine’s hair and holds him close. His body is relaxed, spent and sated, even though it’s still bound in the bindings Olivine had secured around him. The ring on his cock had certainly made everything - including his orgasm - far more intense than normal. ]
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Date: 2024-03-24 02:01 am (UTC)[laughing warmly, Olivine leans into the brush of Sylvain's fingers, his thumb tracing idly over the redhead's side. after a moment, he does hum softly, glancing upward.]
Once you're soft enough, you should take the ring off. The ropes should be comfortable even if you fall asleep, but it's better not to wear rings for too long.
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Date: 2024-03-24 02:08 am (UTC)[ He pushes himself up into a sitting position with a soft groan, body protesting the movement. But it feels good to slip the ring off all the same, before he grabs a towel off the nightstand so they can clean up the worst of the mess they made.
Once that’s done, he stretches out beside Olivine once more, content to stay here and cuddle for a while. Bask in the afterglow. ]
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Date: 2024-03-24 04:37 am (UTC)[once he's settled back in, Olivine is quick to snuggle in again for just the same reason. there's no sense in rushing, after all. not when lying here together feels better, his fingers drifting aimlessly over Sylvain's side.]