I'll take that as a compliment... but it really isn't something I'd do with these. Maybe if it was myself...

[He just laughs softly, working the ring down. It's not too difficult, and his grin matches many of Sylvain's in mischief when he asks that.]

It can delay your orgasm, at least. If it stops it completely, it's probably too tight... but here, let me—

[has he been waiting patiently for this? Absolutely. Olivine's weight shifts, tongue dragging up the underside of Sylvain's cock, pressing little metal-studded kitten licks to the head of it. He had to prove Sylvain right, didn't he?]