[Sylvain doesn't leave him to his own failures long. hands pin his legs down and his back arches into them, brows furrowing. his tongue doesn't stop either, and Olivine can't help but be a little envious of the control in it—in the brief seconds where he can think straight with his tongue circling his hole, finally, finally dipping inward alongside the erratic movement of the vibrator.]
I... Syl... God, fuck. [teeth scrape a thigh and he shudders at the sound of his voice, the sensation sharp against skin.] Coming... I'm coming again—
[honestly, he couldn't hold back any longer even if he wanted to, even if Sylvain demanded it. warm heat splashes over his chest and just barely onto his jaw, his vision fading briefly out as everything tightens up to trembling.]
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Date: 2024-03-21 08:29 am (UTC)I... Syl... God, fuck. [teeth scrape a thigh and he shudders at the sound of his voice, the sensation sharp against skin.] Coming... I'm coming again—
[honestly, he couldn't hold back any longer even if he wanted to, even if Sylvain demanded it. warm heat splashes over his chest and just barely onto his jaw, his vision fading briefly out as everything tightens up to trembling.]