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[ He gives him exactly what he wants, fucking into him with sharp, rough thrusts, burying himself over and over again as he pants for air against Olivine's lips, moaning. He maybe should have gotten rid of the ring first, but this is the kind that only holds back an orgasm to an extent, not completely. And without it? He would have come within the first few thrusts, so he's grateful that he can drag it out more. Wanting to enjoy the feel of Olivine so hot and tight around him, when this is all he's wanted this entire time. ]

Fuck, fuck, Oli, still so tight. Need...

[ He's not exactly coherent either, as his teeth bite down on Olivine's lower lip as his pace speeds, stutters, picks up again, faster and rougher, hips snapping up to sheathe himself fully over and over again. ]