[ There's no chiding for Olivine resting his hands on Sylvain's hips - he'd only told him he couldn't touch his cock with anything but his mouth, after all. In fact, he smiles as the other man leans into it, fingers carding through his hair, nails scraping lightly against his scalp before gripping once more.
He might have replied to that statement but Olivine moves in to tease him with lips and tongue. And piercing, definitely the piercing, and Sylvain's breath hisses out softly at the cool feeling of metal sliding against sensitive skin. Eyes go half-lidded and dark as he watches, but he can't keep his cock from jerking at the stimulation, hips leaning into it as he seeks more. ]
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He might have replied to that statement but Olivine moves in to tease him with lips and tongue. And piercing, definitely the piercing, and Sylvain's breath hisses out softly at the cool feeling of metal sliding against sensitive skin. Eyes go half-lidded and dark as he watches, but he can't keep his cock from jerking at the stimulation, hips leaning into it as he seeks more. ]
Oh, fuck.