[greed wracks through him with every touch, every movement. Sylvain pulls back and Olivine has to resist the urge to follow those sweet lips.]
... you drive a... hard bargain... nngh. [what does he want, in the end? The answer is yes. Struggling with reason, his hips follow that hand, cock throbbing plainly beneath fabric.] mmm... I want to taste you, but... I want to feel more, too. Nn...
[He's losing himself, as he so often does, clinging to the barest flicker of sense in the depravity. Reason flickers in and out of view as long fingers quicken their pace, nails pressing in against Sylvain's stomach and sliding down to his cock in turn.]
no subject
[greed wracks through him with every touch, every movement. Sylvain pulls back and Olivine has to resist the urge to follow those sweet lips.]
... you drive a... hard bargain... nngh. [what does he want, in the end? The answer is yes. Struggling with reason, his hips follow that hand, cock throbbing plainly beneath fabric.] mmm... I want to taste you, but... I want to feel more, too. Nn...
[He's losing himself, as he so often does, clinging to the barest flicker of sense in the depravity. Reason flickers in and out of view as long fingers quicken their pace, nails pressing in against Sylvain's stomach and sliding down to his cock in turn.]
Just... don't be gentle with me. Please.