[ Even Sylvain is a little surprised at how easily those words come, but they’re true enough. Especially with something like this. He turns his head, brushing a kiss against Olivine’ palm as his hand slides by to tangle fingers in his hair again.
But the question has him shaking his head slightly, since nothing is coming to mind. ]
I don’t think so. I’ll let you know if anything comes up while we’re trying it.
[The words pull a smile to his lips, more even than the warmth of his kiss against Olivine's palm. Being trusted is a big deal, if he's honest, more than he likes to admit—humming, he remains there just stroking through Sylvain's hair for a moment.]
Alright. Let me see what we have available, then...
[leaning in for a lazy kiss, the priest urges Sylvain up so he can actually move. Admittedly, he's a tiny bit shaky on his feet, but it's not enough to stop him from rummaging around to find a suitable rope—soft silk fibers, thick enough that it shouldn't be too rough on his skin. It's thin enough to thread through the ring on his collar, too, at least...]
[ He indulges in that lazy kiss before rolling off the other man and stretching out on his side, his cheek propped in one palm as he watches Olivine cross over to the shelves to find what he wanted. His cock is still hard - the ring around the base has made sure his erection hasn’t flagged in the least - and he watches Olivine’s movements with a hungry gaze. ]
[Olivine glances back over his shoulder when Sylvain speaks, a warm smile on his lips at the sight of him. The redhead is beautiful, truly. Strong and hard, and there's no way the priest could mistake the hunger in his gaze.
If his posture shifts just the slightest bit to highlight his ass(ets), that's definitely just circumstantial, surely. And at the question, he lifts the white, silken rope for Sylvain to see, wound into a number of loops so it's hard to guess just how long it is.]
You're a little taller than me, but I think this should be long enough to work. [The implication that he's wrapped himself is sure there...
In any case, now that he has what he needs, Olivine crosses the space again and sets it down, taking one end and threading it first through the ring on Sylvain's collar. Giving it a firm tug, he pauses there to let the redhead assess the feeling.]
Does that feel alright? It shouldn't pull any harder than this when I'm done, but we don't have to use this, either.
[ Sylvain just lets that slow smirk on his lips grow as he sits up and leans in to kiss Olivine again, sliding his hands against his arms and back. ]
I’ll let you know if there’s something I don’t like, Olivine. Go ahead and play.
[ In fact, he’s curious about what Olivine has in mind - and excited to experience it. he’s not accustomed to being on this end of things, but he doesn’t think he’ll mind, since it’s Olivine he’s here with. ]
[Sylvain, that's rude. Smirking at him like that is going to make him melt. Okay, that's literally anything they do, actually... anyway, Olivine leans into the kiss just as warmly as ever, sighing contently when hands slide over his arms.]
Alright, then. As soon as anything is too much...
[He might be a tiny bit shaken over the earlier mishap, but it's not enough to stop him (after all, he's more than willing to trust Sylvain). So, after threading the rope halfway through his collar's ring, his attention shifts to actually lacing it around Sylvain's body. First, under one arm and across the bottom of his shoulder blades, crossing back to wrap over his pecs, then under.
It's... well, not exactly fast work, even as Olivine moves with both purpose and familiarity. Each length and knot is slotted against a spot where any movement makes the rope tug, working down Sylvain's torso and to his thighs, just under his ass and back up. The ends are both pulled carefully around his cock, tension creating enough space to prevent pressure at its base before they're tied in to an earlier weave.
There's no real restriction of motion with this particular tie, which is of course the allure of it. Olivine leans back to look everything over when he's finally finished, a finger hooking into one of the ties at random to tug gently.]
... how does it feel? It looks good on you, Sylvain. [like, really good, actually. Olivine can't help but admire him in the moment after, suddenly fully aware of Eiden's own reaction to finding his work before.]
[ He holds still as he lets Olivine work, his eyes curious and watchful as the rope is wound around his body.
Olivine doesn’t go for anything obvious or predictable, and Sylvain has to admit he’s impressed with the arrangement the other man comes up with as he binds his body into what almost feels like a harness of ropes, shifting over sensitive skin, but making that restriction pronounced anytime he moves. He can feel the ropes tug and pull, tightening slightly as he flexes beneath it.
Olivine might have been worried it would be too much, after his reaction earlier, but that had been strictly from the feel of fingers around his throat. This… this didn’t have any negative connotations in his mind. In fact, his body was flushed as Olivine works his way lower, winds those ropes between his legs until they’re wrapped around the base of his cock and fastened in place once more in the front.
He watches all of this with a hungry gaze, and when Olivine finishes, he shifts again, testing the restriction of it, giving a soft moan when he feels the ropes shift with him, tighten against sensitive flesh in the best way. His eyes are half-lidded and dark as he licks his lips and nods. ]
It feels good. You’re really good at that, Olivine.
[It's a soft reassurance, anyway. The confirmation, as he works, that none of it is too much, that it isn't restriction but indeed that singular act. He doesn't let himself dwell on it; if they get there, Sylvain can explain when he's comfortable doing so.
A smile draws across his lips as Sylvain moves to test them, pleased to hear the moans he'd hoped to elicit. After all, people are all different... but he's well aware of just where he'd focused each connection. Every time a loop digs gently into the bend of a muscle, or a wrap holds lovingly tight with each bend...]
I'm glad you like it. [His fingers draw up along the line of the vertical stretch of rope over his abdomen, coming to rest where it meets the bottom of his ribs.] It's a lot easier to tie someone else than yourself, I have to admit. This form is comfortable enough to be worn all day under clothes, too. Restricting you from actually moving felt a little too much like cheating, considering our wager... I didn't want you to have to take them off right away.
[ He shivers as those fingers trail up his skin and even that slight movement has the ropes shifting just slightly, making him give another soft moan as his eyes go half-lidded, focusing on the sensation.
But Olivine’s words sink in a moment later and he blinks his eyes back open to study his face curiously. ]
Just a few times. It was helpful in regulating my essence after a—troubling experience with a cult. [He grimaces when he thinks back on it, head shaking. Not talking at length about that right now, thanks.] Since it was something to focus on while I had classes to teach.
[settling on the bed next to Sylvain, he chuckles lightly.]
Should I pick another card, or do you want to get used to it a little longer?
[ He thinks about that for a moment, before reaching out and cupping Olivine’s face in his hands again, holding him still long enough to catch and hold his gaze. ]
If you need help with that here, I hope you know you can come to me to help. I may not know a lot about… regulating essence or whatever. But you don’t have to do it alone, either.
[ As for continuing their game… he gives a low chuckle as he shakes his head. ] No, I can adjust as we go, I think. Pull your next card, Olivine. We’re getting pretty well through the deck now. Think you can keep going?
[Olivine exhales a little noise, leaning into the touch of those hands, expression soft. He really is so... kind, gentle.]
Thank you. I'll definitely keep it in mind—but you don't need to worry too much. I know better than to deal with everything on my own.
[His own hands find to cover Sylvain's as he speaks, eyes closing for a moment. It's followed shortly by a laugh, leaning in for a soft kiss.]
I'm fine. Didn't I just say we're only halfway there?
[pulling away with a little reluctance, he plucks up another card, turning it upright for both of them. It reads submission, which is... vague. Fitting though?]
... ah. I suppose that makes it your turn to be even more creative, then?
[ He’s not really any of those things, but he makes exceptions sometimes. For certain people. Although they’d always been few and far between - at least before he came to this place.
He gives him that kiss, then pulls back as Olivine reaches for the next card. He blinks at it a moment when the other man shows him the next dare, looking a little perplexed. ]
Well. That’s rather… vague and open-ended, isn’t it? I mean, hells, I could order you to kneel for me and as long as you obeyed, technically you’d be fulfilling it.
[ He frowns, then wiggles his fingers at the card deck again. ] Pull another one. maybe it will give us something for you to submit to and we can do a two-for-one?
[Olivine's not complaining about being an exception, ok. just like he has no real complaints about the suggestion, huffing a little laugh at Sylvain's reaction.]
I suppose the length of time could have more to do with it, honestly. But since you don't have anything in mind, I can't see why not.
[the next card is... similarly vague, but at least the prompt of dildos gives Sylvain something to actually work with, compared to just... submission. and combined?]
... I'm becoming increasingly certain this deck just has an agenda. [he's not mad about it.]
If that agenda is meant to help me make you orgasm too many times, then yes, I’d have to agree. On the other hand, it seems designed to keep me from coming as long as possible and yet needing to more the longer we play.
[ He chuckles, because the cock ring is certainly doing its job in that case, although he’s still achingly hard and it’s getting a little more difficult to focus at times. Especially when Oli loses himself in pleasure and writhes and keeps making those delicious noises. ]
Hmm, so maybe I should find a toy that we’ll have to work on your submission with. [ This place had to have something he could use to those ends, right? He gets up to examine the display of toys, all varying sizes, from narrow and slim to obscenely large. ] Although I’m having trouble finding something you might struggle with anyway. You just seem to like those better.
[ He tosses that comment over his shoulder with a grin, showing he clearly isn’t bothered by that. ]
It could certainly be both, yes. [it's kind of funny, really. RNG sure do be that way sometimes.] But I wouldn't say you're required to keep anything on for too long, so I don't know if you can say it's to keep you from coming...
[he's feeling a little more relaxed now, watching quietly while he looks over their options. Olivine gives a soft hum in response to the "concern," unable to even be slightly sheepish at that comment and its subsequent grin. yeah, there's no shame there.]
Well, submission is more to do with following orders than struggling, isn't it? [it's easy to move, then, to slip his arms around Sylvain's waist, cheek resting on his shoulder.] That's what I've read, anyway. The fact is I would like just about anything you put me through, I think... hehe. Something like staying still throughout, or staying quiet, maybe? I'm... not very good at either of those, if you want it to be a challenge for me. Or you could have me use them on you, but then you'd have to give me direction for what you want for it to be submission, I suppose...
[he's not bothered by any of these facts, of course.]
Mmm. I like all your needy little noises and whimpers too much to tell you to hold those back.
[ he grins again as he lifts a hand to thread through the man’s haor, with him leaning so close against his shoulder. Soaking up that warm contact and leaning back against him. ]
Maybe a particular position, then, and you’re not allowed to move while I pleasure you? [ A pause, before he shoots Oli a wicked smirk. ] Bet I could get you to come that way again once or twice, now that I think about it.
[That's a little sheepish, earnest as it is. Quiet, sure, but...
Fingers thread in his hair and Olivine sighs contently, holding them both steady as Sylvain leans back into him. His fingers stroke the redhead's side in fond and absent circles, humming thoughtfully at the suggestions.]
That would work... I'd definitely struggle a bit with it. [that smirk is unfair, okay. It drags color up his cheeks, toward his ears, and Olivine struggles not to squirm all over again.] ... I'm pretty sure you could manage that no matter what position I was in, Sylvain... but that makes me want to hold out for the second, too. I guess we'll see what I can handle, then.
[ Sylvain reaches for one of the toys then - something not too big but enough to fill the other man, and gives him a nudge back towards the bed. ]
Alright, on your back. I want you to spread your legs for me and then hold them pinned against your chest with your hands. Hold yourself open for me.
[ He gives Olivine a playful wink, even as he strolls over to the nightstand and curiously plucks up the next card. Before giving a snort of laughter. Oh, this is gonna be fun. ]
[reluctantly and not without leaning in to press his lips against Sylvain's skin, following along the edge of one of the ties with his mouth, Olivine pulls away from him. this is... fun. overwhelming in an all new way, and he wouldn't trade it for anything.]
Mm, I can do that.
[boy can he do that. his mouth and hands pull away so he can return to the bed, sitting back on it comfortably before stretching his torso out to find a good position for exactly that.
hands slide down his hips to curl around his thighs then, knees bending around his fingertips when they reach the backs of them. Olivine is way more flexible than he has any right to be too, back shifting as thighs meet the ridges of his hipbones and his arms pull back, upward. that lifts his ass neatly in the air, wet skin on full display as his knees find their place against his chest just far enough out to press his tits together and frame his clamped nipples.]
Another card already? Aren't you getting a little greedy?
[asks the one with his ass and tits both on full display and his lip pulled between his teeth, not to mention the absolute greediest look in his eyes where he watches Sylvain from.]
This one's for me. Figured I'd need something to keep me occupied while we work on your next several orgasms.
[ There's mischief in his gaze as he tosses the card back on the discard pile without even showing it to Olivine. He'll learn what it said in a moment, after all.
In the meantime, he climbs up on the bed and kneels between Olivine's spread legs, now held aloft against his chest. Taking a moment, he lets his dark gaze sweep appreciatively over the other man's exposed flesh. Every gorgeous inch of him. It's impossible to miss that he's hard again and he honestly finds himself wondering how far Olivine really could be pushed. How many times he could make him come in a row like this. But the other man doesn't seem to be drifting into oversensitized territory yet, so he's going to assume they'll be good for another time or two.
He waves the dildo in Olivine's general direction with a smirk as he settles comfortably between his legs. ]
You're going to be good and hold that position for me now. If you drop it, I'm going to stop. Understand?
[ He waits for acknowledgement before sliding the toy in to slide it over slicked flesh, letting Olivine's own slick lubricate the soft silicone surface. This particular toy is ridged, and he'd picked it because there's a very noticeable ridge that he's going to guess rests right over the prostate when inserted. Since the toy vibrates too, he's planning on having a lot of fun with this one. ]
Ah, so you're planning on dragging the rest out of me with just these cards...?
[not unreasonable in the least, considering. Even not knowing how much he's in danger with the last card.
Olivine's breath catches when Sylvain climbs up to kneel between his thighs, and it's already a moment of concentration to keep from reaching out to touch his cheek. He's appreciative, hungry... and it coils hot and excited in the pit of his belly to be looked at like this.]
Mmn... I understand. I'll do my best to stay like this.
[fingers curl harder against his knees as the toy slides in, ridges making his hips twitch with each one that slides past the ring of muscle at his entrance. Inhaling a shaky breath, Olivine's gaze turns to Sylvain again as he moves.]
[ There’s a definite glint of mischief in Sylvain’s gaze as he works the toy a little deeper. Thrusting it in with shallow movements as he lets the silicine get slicker each time he presses it a little deeper. Stretches Olivine open around it and works it until the base of the toy is seated just against that tight ring of muscle. ]
How’s that? Comfortable?
[ Although he doesn’t really give Olivine time to answer before he’s twisting the base and turning on the vibrator motor, now that the toy is nestled in place. ]
[the words are breathed on a little groan as Sylvain works the toy in, little by little. it's already hard to keep hold of his knees and just let it happen when he wants to shove into it, to arch up and get it moving harder, faster.]
Ye—auggh-!
[the vibrator kicks on and Olivine's head tips back, brows furrowed at the sudden onslaught of sensation. is it worse against his entrance or his prostate? he can't decide, mostly because in this position everything feels so much more intense. fingers tremble against his skin and he bites his lip.]
[ That smirk is audible as he watches Olivine’s reactions as those vibrations start up. The way he can see the tight ring of muscle clench down around it as his body shudders. The way his cock twitches in reaction to the stimulation, without Sylvain even having to touch him. He can see the tremble in those fingers, but Olivine doesn’t let go. ]
That’s a good boy. Now stay right there for me. Don’t let go.
[ Which is all the warning he gives as he leans down to circle the base of the toy lodged in Olivine’s ass with his tongue, teasing that tight ring of muscle even more. ]
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Date: 2024-02-22 04:49 pm (UTC)[ Even Sylvain is a little surprised at how easily those words come, but they’re true enough. Especially with something like this. He turns his head, brushing a kiss against Olivine’ palm as his hand slides by to tangle fingers in his hair again.
But the question has him shaking his head slightly, since nothing is coming to mind. ]
I don’t think so. I’ll let you know if anything comes up while we’re trying it.
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Date: 2024-02-22 05:26 pm (UTC)to his lips, more even than the warmth of his kiss against Olivine's palm. Being trusted is a big deal, if he's honest, more than he likes to admit—humming, he remains there just stroking through Sylvain's hair for a moment.]
Alright. Let me see what we have available, then...
[leaning in for a lazy kiss, the priest urges Sylvain up so he can actually move. Admittedly, he's a tiny bit shaky on his feet, but it's not enough to stop him from rummaging around to find a suitable rope—soft silk fibers, thick enough that it shouldn't be too rough on his skin. It's thin enough to thread through the ring on his collar, too, at least...]
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Date: 2024-02-22 10:54 pm (UTC)Find anything?
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Date: 2024-02-23 01:58 am (UTC)If his posture shifts just the slightest bit to highlight his ass(ets), that's definitely just circumstantial, surely. And at the question, he lifts the white, silken rope for Sylvain to see, wound into a number of loops so it's hard to guess just how long it is.]
You're a little taller than me, but I think this should be long enough to work. [The implication that he's wrapped himself is sure there...
In any case, now that he has what he needs, Olivine crosses the space again and sets it down, taking one end and threading it first through the ring on Sylvain's collar. Giving it a firm tug, he pauses there to let the redhead assess the feeling.]
Does that feel alright? It shouldn't pull any harder than this when I'm done, but we don't have to use this, either.
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Date: 2024-02-23 02:01 am (UTC)I’ll let you know if there’s something I don’t like, Olivine. Go ahead and play.
[ In fact, he’s curious about what Olivine has in mind - and excited to experience it. he’s not accustomed to being on this end of things, but he doesn’t think he’ll mind, since it’s Olivine he’s here with. ]
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Date: 2024-02-23 04:08 am (UTC)Alright, then. As soon as anything is too much...
[He might be a tiny bit shaken over the earlier mishap, but it's not enough to stop him (after all, he's more than willing to trust Sylvain). So, after threading the rope halfway through his collar's ring, his attention shifts to actually lacing it around Sylvain's body. First, under one arm and across the bottom of his shoulder blades, crossing back to wrap over his pecs, then under.
It's... well, not exactly fast work, even as Olivine moves with both purpose and familiarity. Each length and knot is slotted against a spot where any movement makes the rope tug, working down Sylvain's torso and to his thighs, just under his ass and back up. The ends are both pulled carefully around his cock, tension creating enough space to prevent pressure at its base before they're tied in to an earlier weave.
There's no real restriction of motion with this particular tie, which is of course the allure of it. Olivine leans back to look everything over when he's finally finished, a finger hooking into one of the ties at random to tug gently.]
... how does it feel? It looks good on you, Sylvain. [like, really good, actually. Olivine can't help but admire him in the moment after, suddenly fully aware of Eiden's own reaction to finding his work before.]
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Date: 2024-02-24 05:32 am (UTC)Olivine doesn’t go for anything obvious or predictable, and Sylvain has to admit he’s impressed with the arrangement the other man comes up with as he binds his body into what almost feels like a harness of ropes, shifting over sensitive skin, but making that restriction pronounced anytime he moves. He can feel the ropes tug and pull, tightening slightly as he flexes beneath it.
Olivine might have been worried it would be too much, after his reaction earlier, but that had been strictly from the feel of fingers around his throat. This… this didn’t have any negative connotations in his mind. In fact, his body was flushed as Olivine works his way lower, winds those ropes between his legs until they’re wrapped around the base of his cock and fastened in place once more in the front.
He watches all of this with a hungry gaze, and when Olivine finishes, he shifts again, testing the restriction of it, giving a soft moan when he feels the ropes shift with him, tighten against sensitive flesh in the best way. His eyes are half-lidded and dark as he licks his lips and nods. ]
It feels good. You’re really good at that, Olivine.
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Date: 2024-02-24 07:34 am (UTC)A smile draws across his lips as Sylvain moves to test them, pleased to hear the moans he'd hoped to elicit. After all, people are all different... but he's well aware of just where he'd focused each connection. Every time a loop digs gently into the bend of a muscle, or a wrap holds lovingly tight with each bend...]
I'm glad you like it. [His fingers draw up along the line of the vertical stretch of rope over his abdomen, coming to rest where it meets the bottom of his ribs.] It's a lot easier to tie someone else than yourself, I have to admit. This form is comfortable enough to be worn all day under clothes, too. Restricting you from actually moving felt a little too much like cheating, considering our wager... I didn't want you to have to take them off right away.
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Date: 2024-02-25 10:25 pm (UTC)But Olivine’s words sink in a moment later and he blinks his eyes back open to study his face curiously. ]
You bind yourself like this?
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Date: 2024-02-26 03:26 am (UTC)[settling on the bed next to Sylvain, he chuckles lightly.]
Should I pick another card, or do you want to get used to it a little longer?
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Date: 2024-02-27 08:40 pm (UTC)If you need help with that here, I hope you know you can come to me to help. I may not know a lot about… regulating essence or whatever. But you don’t have to do it alone, either.
[ As for continuing their game… he gives a low chuckle as he shakes his head. ] No, I can adjust as we go, I think. Pull your next card, Olivine. We’re getting pretty well through the deck now. Think you can keep going?
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Date: 2024-02-28 12:07 am (UTC)Thank you. I'll definitely keep it in mind—but you don't need to worry too much. I know better than to deal with everything on my own.
[His own hands find to cover Sylvain's as he speaks, eyes closing for a moment. It's followed shortly by a laugh, leaning in for a soft kiss.]
I'm fine. Didn't I just say we're only halfway there?
[pulling away with a little reluctance, he plucks up another card, turning it upright for both of them. It reads submission, which is... vague. Fitting though?]
... ah. I suppose that makes it your turn to be even more creative, then?
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Date: 2024-02-28 03:11 am (UTC)He gives him that kiss, then pulls back as Olivine reaches for the next card. He blinks at it a moment when the other man shows him the next dare, looking a little perplexed. ]
Well. That’s rather… vague and open-ended, isn’t it? I mean, hells, I could order you to kneel for me and as long as you obeyed, technically you’d be fulfilling it.
[ He frowns, then wiggles his fingers at the card deck again. ] Pull another one. maybe it will give us something for you to submit to and we can do a two-for-one?
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Date: 2024-02-28 03:30 am (UTC)I suppose the length of time could have more to do with it, honestly. But since you don't have anything in mind, I can't see why not.
[the next card is... similarly vague, but at least the prompt of dildos gives Sylvain something to actually work with, compared to just... submission. and combined?]
... I'm becoming increasingly certain this deck just has an agenda. [he's not mad about it.]
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Date: 2024-03-01 01:25 am (UTC)[ He chuckles, because the cock ring is certainly doing its job in that case, although he’s still achingly hard and it’s getting a little more difficult to focus at times. Especially when Oli loses himself in pleasure and writhes and keeps making those delicious noises. ]
Hmm, so maybe I should find a toy that we’ll have to work on your submission with. [ This place had to have something he could use to those ends, right? He gets up to examine the display of toys, all varying sizes, from narrow and slim to obscenely large. ] Although I’m having trouble finding something you might struggle with anyway. You just seem to like those better.
[ He tosses that comment over his shoulder with a grin, showing he clearly isn’t bothered by that. ]
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Date: 2024-03-01 07:43 am (UTC)[he's feeling a little more relaxed now, watching quietly while he looks over their options. Olivine gives a soft hum in response to the "concern," unable to even be slightly sheepish at that comment and its subsequent grin. yeah, there's no shame there.]
Well, submission is more to do with following orders than struggling, isn't it? [it's easy to move, then, to slip his arms around Sylvain's waist, cheek resting on his shoulder.] That's what I've read, anyway. The fact is I would like just about anything you put me through, I think... hehe. Something like staying still throughout, or staying quiet, maybe? I'm... not very good at either of those, if you want it to be a challenge for me. Or you could have me use them on you, but then you'd have to give me direction for what you want for it to be submission, I suppose...
[he's not bothered by any of these facts, of course.]
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Date: 2024-03-02 01:56 am (UTC)[ he grins again as he lifts a hand to thread through the man’s haor, with him leaning so close against his shoulder. Soaking up that warm contact and leaning back against him. ]
Maybe a particular position, then, and you’re not allowed to move while I pleasure you? [ A pause, before he shoots Oli a wicked smirk. ] Bet I could get you to come that way again once or twice, now that I think about it.
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Date: 2024-03-02 03:06 am (UTC)[That's a little sheepish, earnest as it is. Quiet, sure, but...
Fingers thread in his hair and Olivine sighs contently, holding them both steady as Sylvain leans back into him. His fingers stroke the redhead's side in fond and absent circles, humming thoughtfully at the suggestions.]
That would work... I'd definitely struggle a bit with it. [that smirk is unfair, okay. It drags color up his cheeks, toward his ears, and Olivine struggles not to squirm all over again.] ... I'm pretty sure you could manage that no matter what position I was in, Sylvain... but that makes me want to hold out for the second, too. I guess we'll see what I can handle, then.
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Date: 2024-03-06 10:33 pm (UTC)Alright, on your back. I want you to spread your legs for me and then hold them pinned against your chest with your hands. Hold yourself open for me.
[ He gives Olivine a playful wink, even as he strolls over to the nightstand and curiously plucks up the next card. Before giving a snort of laughter. Oh, this is gonna be fun. ]
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Date: 2024-03-07 12:29 pm (UTC)Mm, I can do that.
[boy can he do that. his mouth and hands pull away so he can return to the bed, sitting back on it comfortably before stretching his torso out to find a good position for exactly that.
hands slide down his hips to curl around his thighs then, knees bending around his fingertips when they reach the backs of them. Olivine is way more flexible than he has any right to be too, back shifting as thighs meet the ridges of his hipbones and his arms pull back, upward. that lifts his ass neatly in the air, wet skin on full display as his knees find their place against his chest just far enough out to press his tits together and frame his clamped nipples.]
Another card already? Aren't you getting a little greedy?
[asks the one with his ass and tits both on full display and his lip pulled between his teeth, not to mention the absolute greediest look in his eyes where he watches Sylvain from.]
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Date: 2024-03-12 12:50 am (UTC)[ There's mischief in his gaze as he tosses the card back on the discard pile without even showing it to Olivine. He'll learn what it said in a moment, after all.
In the meantime, he climbs up on the bed and kneels between Olivine's spread legs, now held aloft against his chest. Taking a moment, he lets his dark gaze sweep appreciatively over the other man's exposed flesh. Every gorgeous inch of him. It's impossible to miss that he's hard again and he honestly finds himself wondering how far Olivine really could be pushed. How many times he could make him come in a row like this. But the other man doesn't seem to be drifting into oversensitized territory yet, so he's going to assume they'll be good for another time or two.
He waves the dildo in Olivine's general direction with a smirk as he settles comfortably between his legs. ]
You're going to be good and hold that position for me now. If you drop it, I'm going to stop. Understand?
[ He waits for acknowledgement before sliding the toy in to slide it over slicked flesh, letting Olivine's own slick lubricate the soft silicone surface. This particular toy is ridged, and he'd picked it because there's a very noticeable ridge that he's going to guess rests right over the prostate when inserted. Since the toy vibrates too, he's planning on having a lot of fun with this one. ]
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Date: 2024-03-12 04:37 am (UTC)[not unreasonable in the least, considering. Even not knowing how much he's in danger with the last card.
Olivine's breath catches when Sylvain climbs up to kneel between his thighs, and it's already a moment of concentration to keep from reaching out to touch his cheek. He's appreciative, hungry... and it coils hot and excited in the pit of his belly to be looked at like this.]
Mmn... I understand. I'll do my best to stay like this.
[fingers curl harder against his knees as the toy slides in, ridges making his hips twitch with each one that slides past the ring of muscle at his entrance. Inhaling a shaky breath, Olivine's gaze turns to Sylvain again as he moves.]
Ugh... feels nice...
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Date: 2024-03-13 01:28 am (UTC)[ There’s a definite glint of mischief in Sylvain’s gaze as he works the toy a little deeper. Thrusting it in with shallow movements as he lets the silicine get slicker each time he presses it a little deeper. Stretches Olivine open around it and works it until the base of the toy is seated just against that tight ring of muscle. ]
How’s that? Comfortable?
[ Although he doesn’t really give Olivine time to answer before he’s twisting the base and turning on the vibrator motor, now that the toy is nestled in place. ]
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Date: 2024-03-13 01:41 am (UTC)[the words are breathed on a little groan as Sylvain works the toy in, little by little. it's already hard to keep hold of his knees and just let it happen when he wants to shove into it, to arch up and get it moving harder, faster.]
Ye—auggh-!
[the vibrator kicks on and Olivine's head tips back, brows furrowed at the sudden onslaught of sensation. is it worse against his entrance or his prostate? he can't decide, mostly because in this position everything feels so much more intense. fingers tremble against his skin and he bites his lip.]
Nngh... that's not fair... Syl—vain...
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Date: 2024-03-13 01:47 am (UTC)[ That smirk is audible as he watches Olivine’s reactions as those vibrations start up. The way he can see the tight ring of muscle clench down around it as his body shudders. The way his cock twitches in reaction to the stimulation, without Sylvain even having to touch him. He can see the tremble in those fingers, but Olivine doesn’t let go. ]
That’s a good boy. Now stay right there for me. Don’t let go.
[ Which is all the warning he gives as he leans down to circle the base of the toy lodged in Olivine’s ass with his tongue, teasing that tight ring of muscle even more. ]
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