[ There’s a reason he’d put him on the bench. Easier to see what he was doing and control it if he needed to. But for now, he thinks Olivine is as stretched as he’s likely to get, and still so pliant and eager, so he withdraws his fingers, only to remove his pants finally, dropping them to the side, before stepping up behind the priest.
He doesn’t have oil, but Olivine is as slick as Eiden had been, so he’s hoping that’s enough. He suspects Olivine would enjoy it even if it wasn’t, though.
Still, he takes a moment to position himself, sliding his cock against the curve of Olivine’s ass, before shifting enough that the tip of him can press at his hole. Nudging teasingly without pressing inside just yet. ]
Good. Because I’m going to make you take it all. And maybe even more.
[ He’s winging it, after all. But he does start pressing into the man’s eager body, groaning at the feel of him clenching tight at the initial intrusion. ]
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He doesn’t have oil, but Olivine is as slick as Eiden had been, so he’s hoping that’s enough. He suspects Olivine would enjoy it even if it wasn’t, though.
Still, he takes a moment to position himself, sliding his cock against the curve of Olivine’s ass, before shifting enough that the tip of him can press at his hole. Nudging teasingly without pressing inside just yet. ]
Good. Because I’m going to make you take it all. And maybe even more.
[ He’s winging it, after all. But he does start pressing into the man’s eager body, groaning at the feel of him clenching tight at the initial intrusion. ]