[Olivine's arm bends, pinned so carefully back. It flexes his back muscles, too, framing that side of him quite nicely. Lifted up, the priest can brace his knees on the bench, legs spread and body lifted as if in offering; his piercings even gleam faintly in the dim light, reflecting prettily in the mirror itself. It's all tighter this way, too. His thighs flex with each inward motion, hips jolting pleasantly as his body takes everything it's given.]
Ah—haah... both are—nice... there are... a lot of things you can do. [they've done a few, clearly. And those two were fun in particular.
He really does react so sweetly to everything. In the mirror, his poor cock weeps even when it's not twitching, head lilting to one side as the pace drives them toward that edge. He's so close, and it's so plainly visible in the mirror, not to mention the way he clenches around Sylvain's cock.]
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Date: 2024-01-13 08:07 pm (UTC)Ah—haah... both are—nice... there are... a lot of things you can do. [they've done a few, clearly. And those two were fun in particular.
He really does react so sweetly to everything. In the mirror, his poor cock weeps even when it's not twitching, head lilting to one side as the pace drives them toward that edge. He's so close, and it's so plainly visible in the mirror, not to mention the way he clenches around Sylvain's cock.]
Hah... ah... close...