Mmmm. Maybe we should. Although I don’t think we’d actually have trouble coming up with ideas and dares, between the two of us.
[ There’s fond humor in his voice as he cards his fingers through Olivine’s hair and holds him close. His body is relaxed, spent and sated, even though it’s still bound in the bindings Olivine had secured around him. The ring on his cock had certainly made everything - including his orgasm - far more intense than normal. ]
Probably not. It's a little fun for both of us to be surprised, though.
[laughing warmly, Olivine leans into the brush of Sylvain's fingers, his thumb tracing idly over the redhead's side. after a moment, he does hum softly, glancing upward.]
Once you're soft enough, you should take the ring off. The ropes should be comfortable even if you fall asleep, but it's better not to wear rings for too long.
I think it could probably come off now, then. But I don’t mind the ropes. You like those, huh?
[ He pushes himself up into a sitting position with a soft groan, body protesting the movement. But it feels good to slip the ring off all the same, before he grabs a towel off the nightstand so they can clean up the worst of the mess they made.
Once that’s done, he stretches out beside Olivine once more, content to stay here and cuddle for a while. Bask in the afterglow. ]
They do look good on you. [Olivine can't help but laugh, shifting to give Sylvain space to get the ring off and... well, clean them both up.] But I was more worried about how exhausted you must feel, considering even I'm feeling it.
[once he's settled back in, Olivine is quick to snuggle in again for just the same reason. there's no sense in rushing, after all. not when lying here together feels better, his fingers drifting aimlessly over Sylvain's side.]
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[ There’s fond humor in his voice as he cards his fingers through Olivine’s hair and holds him close. His body is relaxed, spent and sated, even though it’s still bound in the bindings Olivine had secured around him. The ring on his cock had certainly made everything - including his orgasm - far more intense than normal. ]
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[laughing warmly, Olivine leans into the brush of Sylvain's fingers, his thumb tracing idly over the redhead's side. after a moment, he does hum softly, glancing upward.]
Once you're soft enough, you should take the ring off. The ropes should be comfortable even if you fall asleep, but it's better not to wear rings for too long.
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[ He pushes himself up into a sitting position with a soft groan, body protesting the movement. But it feels good to slip the ring off all the same, before he grabs a towel off the nightstand so they can clean up the worst of the mess they made.
Once that’s done, he stretches out beside Olivine once more, content to stay here and cuddle for a while. Bask in the afterglow. ]
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[once he's settled back in, Olivine is quick to snuggle in again for just the same reason. there's no sense in rushing, after all. not when lying here together feels better, his fingers drifting aimlessly over Sylvain's side.]