[ good luck olivine you have a decade and a half of training to counteract!!!

it also doesn't bother tseng in the least for olivine to chatter about his life and the world he comes from. if anything he enjoys it, the same way he'd enjoyed olivine telling him about klein holidays earlier—and he listens with the same pleased half-smile, the same affection in his gaze. but neither will tseng complain about saving the theorizing for later in the name of letting tseng see olivine in lingerie.

and of course, olivine is right. tseng does enjoy being close to him, and so when he's invited he steps up willingly. ]

It would be my pleasure.

[ he makes careful but quick work of the fastenings olivine indicates, undoing buckles and buttons and letting his fingertips trace lightly over the warm skin exposed beneath. tseng has never thought olivine objected to his closeness, but it's still nice to be invited so explicitly. when it's done, the outfit mostly unbuckled, tseng leans forward to press a kiss to olivine's shoulder, then his lips, and then pulls away again with a smile. ]

I'm not going to watch you change, [ he says. ] Just tell me when you're done and I'll turn around. It'll be a nice surprise, that way.