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. ]
[rude. it's rude!! which, of course, is exactly what Olivine loves and they both know it. every twitch of his cock, the curl of his toes, the way his head shifts to try and alleviate some of the instinct to move, it's all a beautiful display for Sylvain in this moment.
the reminder feels out of place, at first, and the priest's lips part to say something when he leans down, wet pressing against the ring of his entrance, circling that toy.]
Wa-wait—
[nails dig into his skin just to attempt holding still, an uneven, choked yowl escaping his lips. it barely even occurs to him that this could be Sylvain's card and that he's not just tormenting him—which, again, is really what he likes anyway. toes curl and his legs do shift a little, balance thrown off by the additional sensation, but for now he manages to stay steady.]
[ That tongue pauses when his posture shifts sightly, but Olivine manages to hold still after the initial jolt of surprise.
Chuckling to himself - because he knows exactly what he’s doing and how it will feel for the other man - Sylvain resumes his task. Tongue teasing along the outside of that tight ring of muscle that clenches and grips around the toy still humming away in his ass. He can feel the vibrations of it along his tongue, too, so he can only imagine how good that feels lodged inside of him. Especially lodged against his prostate at it is.
The few times he’d been teased with something similar here it had been enough to drive him near mad. So there might have been a reason he picked it.
But his real focus is the slow, tantalizing tease of his tongue circling that slicked entrance. Building the sensations from it, keeping it shallow and not yet dipping past the toy to delve in beside it. Soon, though.
He wonders how much Olivine could actually take alongside the vibrator? His tongue? A few fingers? His cock? Maybe he’ll have to see in a bit… ]
[he was going to struggle with this already, Sylvain. to give him more to focus on is cruelty—which of course means he's gripping his legs harder as the redhead dips back in to resume his task.
it's such a marked difference compared to the insistent buzz of the toy, teasing at a little more but never moving past the edge of that ring. too shallow, not enough. there's one small potential problem with this path, of course, given how wet Olivine is and how much more he's building up in response.]
Syl... vain... haah...
[he wants to ask for more already, but it's been no time at all. just like he wants to give up holding himself in place, to arch up into that sensation and demand more. breath picking up, Olivine lets his head fall back, bites his lip in an attempt to endure.]
Nngh... if you keep... doing that... it'll fall out...
Oh, I’m not about to let that happen, don’t worry.
[ A single finger is tapped against the toy’s base, wiggling it within him and nudging the angle to shift slightly. Letting him feel the movement of it, even when Olivine still has to hold completely still.
And he bites down lightly against the inside of the man’s thigh in playful teasing before turning back to the task the card had given him, teasing that sensitive ring of muscle with his tongue.
Although Olivine has a point in that he’s growing so much slicker from the stimulation. Means he can lap up the taste of it from Olivine’s skin even as he teases the man even more. ]
[it's such a small movement, but Olivine is so worked up it may as well have been a full thrust for how it shifts against his prostate. again his hips jolt, and again he manages to settle back into behaving for now. how much longer? not that much, if the tremble of his fingers is anything to go by.
the soft little bite doesn't help at all, a sharp curse escaping his lips when Sylvain returns to his task. he can't remember the last time it was like this—it hasn't been, really, not where he had to both endure the teasing and also be still.
... but God, it's only been a couple of minutes at most and he already wants to give up, actually? more still when the redhead's teasing starts to meld with everything else in the pleasant haze of it, a flicker of sensation against the constant buzz. nails dig in, release, and he considers the merits of giving up right here and now.
then again, it won't be much longer before he can't hold on anyway.]
[ Sylvain may also be… setting him up to fail. Especially when, after several more moments when he can feel that resolve wavering, Olivine’s need to move, to beg, to do anything in response to the teasing…
He’s totally “helping” when he curls his fingers around the base of that toy and starts to nudge it in and out of Olivine’s hole in time to the slide of his tongue. Shallow thrusts, more of a rocking motion than anything. But each shift of motion grinds the vibrating length down against Olivine’s prostate. ]
[just maybe, he's doing that. maybe, indeed. for Olivine, this is probably a pretty impressive showing of restraint between the two of them, too.
which is why he's maybe not as embarrassed when Sylvain starts moving that toy and he's left crying out, jolting and arching as it grinds against his prostate and he can't help but lean up into it, the earlier warning forgotten. it's only by the fact that his nails give him something else to focus on that they don't release his legs entirely, grip tight enough to dig into pale flesh.]
[ But of course the toy slows, stills, when Olivine starts to move. He doesn’t withdraw it outright - Olivine had managed to keep his legs held spread for him after all and is still holding that position.
But rimming is rather difficult when the target starts squirming for more.
Not that he really minds, and the grin curving against the soft flesh of Olivine’s inner thigh is more than enough proof of that. ]
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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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Date: 2024-03-13 02:03 am (UTC)[rude. it's rude!! which, of course, is exactly what Olivine loves and they both know it. every twitch of his cock, the curl of his toes, the way his head shifts to try and alleviate some of the instinct to move, it's all a beautiful display for Sylvain in this moment.
the reminder feels out of place, at first, and the priest's lips part to say something when he leans down, wet pressing against the ring of his entrance, circling that toy.]
Wa-wait—
[nails dig into his skin just to attempt holding still, an uneven, choked yowl escaping his lips. it barely even occurs to him that this could be Sylvain's card and that he's not just tormenting him—which, again, is really what he likes anyway. toes curl and his legs do shift a little, balance thrown off by the additional sensation, but for now he manages to stay steady.]
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Date: 2024-03-17 02:02 am (UTC)Chuckling to himself - because he knows exactly what he’s doing and how it will feel for the other man - Sylvain resumes his task. Tongue teasing along the outside of that tight ring of muscle that clenches and grips around the toy still humming away in his ass. He can feel the vibrations of it along his tongue, too, so he can only imagine how good that feels lodged inside of him. Especially lodged against his prostate at it is.
The few times he’d been teased with something similar here it had been enough to drive him near mad. So there might have been a reason he picked it.
But his real focus is the slow, tantalizing tease of his tongue circling that slicked entrance. Building the sensations from it, keeping it shallow and not yet dipping past the toy to delve in beside it. Soon, though.
He wonders how much Olivine could actually take alongside the vibrator? His tongue? A few fingers? His cock? Maybe he’ll have to see in a bit… ]
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Date: 2024-03-17 03:31 am (UTC)it's such a marked difference compared to the insistent buzz of the toy, teasing at a little more but never moving past the edge of that ring. too shallow, not enough. there's one small potential problem with this path, of course, given how wet Olivine is and how much more he's building up in response.]
Syl... vain... haah...
[he wants to ask for more already, but it's been no time at all. just like he wants to give up holding himself in place, to arch up into that sensation and demand more. breath picking up, Olivine lets his head fall back, bites his lip in an attempt to endure.]
Nngh... if you keep... doing that... it'll fall out...
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Date: 2024-03-17 03:41 am (UTC)[ A single finger is tapped against the toy’s base, wiggling it within him and nudging the angle to shift slightly. Letting him feel the movement of it, even when Olivine still has to hold completely still.
And he bites down lightly against the inside of the man’s thigh in playful teasing before turning back to the task the card had given him, teasing that sensitive ring of muscle with his tongue.
Although Olivine has a point in that he’s growing so much slicker from the stimulation. Means he can lap up the taste of it from Olivine’s skin even as he teases the man even more. ]
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Date: 2024-03-17 04:01 am (UTC)[it's such a small movement, but Olivine is so worked up it may as well have been a full thrust for how it shifts against his prostate. again his hips jolt, and again he manages to settle back into behaving for now. how much longer? not that much, if the tremble of his fingers is anything to go by.
the soft little bite doesn't help at all, a sharp curse escaping his lips when Sylvain returns to his task. he can't remember the last time it was like this—it hasn't been, really, not where he had to both endure the teasing and also be still.
... but God, it's only been a couple of minutes at most and he already wants to give up, actually? more still when the redhead's teasing starts to meld with everything else in the pleasant haze of it, a flicker of sensation against the constant buzz. nails dig in, release, and he considers the merits of giving up right here and now.
then again, it won't be much longer before he can't hold on anyway.]
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Date: 2024-03-17 04:12 am (UTC)He’s totally “helping” when he curls his fingers around the base of that toy and starts to nudge it in and out of Olivine’s hole in time to the slide of his tongue. Shallow thrusts, more of a rocking motion than anything. But each shift of motion grinds the vibrating length down against Olivine’s prostate. ]
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Date: 2024-03-17 04:27 am (UTC)which is why he's maybe not as embarrassed when Sylvain starts moving that toy and he's left crying out, jolting and arching as it grinds against his prostate and he can't help but lean up into it, the earlier warning forgotten. it's only by the fact that his nails give him something else to focus on that they don't release his legs entirely, grip tight enough to dig into pale flesh.]
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Date: 2024-03-17 04:30 am (UTC)But rimming is rather difficult when the target starts squirming for more.
Not that he really minds, and the grin curving against the soft flesh of Olivine’s inner thigh is more than enough proof of that. ]
Too much, Olivine? Perhaps I should stop?
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Date: 2024-03-17 04:40 am (UTC)[breathless, Olivine shivers at the sensation of Sylvain's grin against his thigh. all as he intended, then... he really is too good at this.
then again, is it too good if there's not a second of hesitation when the priest falls in line, his gaze heady and half-focused.]
I don't know... how much longer I can stay this way. I want more, Sylvain...
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