[Olivine might actually die if they go to the bathhouse after all this... it would be worth it though.
He's even more sensitive now, in any case, body arching as cold trails over his side and wet heat swirls against a nipple, cheeks deeply red.]
I feel like... haah... that might be a little bad for your mouth... [He huffs a little laugh; of course he's still worried about the other's safety, even if his own feels less worrisome.] But... it would be interesting to feel...
[There's surely some way to do it safely. Olivine's fingers trail down to cup Sylvain's cheek, just watching him there, face perched above his chest as he is.]
What now...? I don't think we can reach the cards like this.
[well, Sylvain might be able to, with them now on the nearby table. But still!]
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He's even more sensitive now, in any case, body arching as cold trails over his side and wet heat swirls against a nipple, cheeks deeply red.]
I feel like... haah... that might be a little bad for your mouth... [He huffs a little laugh; of course he's still worried about the other's safety, even if his own feels less worrisome.] But... it would be interesting to feel...
[There's surely some way to do it safely. Olivine's fingers trail down to cup Sylvain's cheek, just watching him there, face perched above his chest as he is.]
What now...? I don't think we can reach the cards like this.
[well, Sylvain might be able to, with them now on the nearby table. But still!]