[ a garter for this outfit, a garter with its own outfit... both are equally likely, given how much tseng enjoys seeing olivine wearing things like this. but, honestly, he hasn't thought it through yet and he's much more focused on other things for the moment—things like the way olivine's back arches, his hips lifting as tseng licks and sucks at the head of his cock. far from being too much, the way olivine responds to him is perfect, so gorgeously sensitive it drives tseng more than a little wild.
and it drives olivine a little wild too, it seems, if he's willing to muss up his own handiwork in tseng's hair in the name of holding on for dear life. the thought makes tseng hum with approval as he takes olivine a little further in hiss mouth. it's an indulgent, almost languid blowjob, seemingly more dedicated to just mapping and exploring the sensitive places than it is to actually getting olivine off—although naturally tseng has no complaints if that does happen. he's just enjoying himself, and he likes to watch olivine enjoy himself too.
to that end, eventually—once tseng's mouth has worked over most of olivine's length and returned back to the head again—he shifts his hand from olivine's ass to slip between his thighs instead, a slender finger seeking his entrance and then slipping easily inside. olivine's natural wetness makes the slide easy, allowing tseng to press in to the knuckle and then curl his finger slightly forward, stroking over olivine's prostate in featherlight, teasing motions. ]
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and it drives olivine a little wild too, it seems, if he's willing to muss up his own handiwork in tseng's hair in the name of holding on for dear life. the thought makes tseng hum with approval as he takes olivine a little further in hiss mouth. it's an indulgent, almost languid blowjob, seemingly more dedicated to just mapping and exploring the sensitive places than it is to actually getting olivine off—although naturally tseng has no complaints if that does happen. he's just enjoying himself, and he likes to watch olivine enjoy himself too.
to that end, eventually—once tseng's mouth has worked over most of olivine's length and returned back to the head again—he shifts his hand from olivine's ass to slip between his thighs instead, a slender finger seeking his entrance and then slipping easily inside. olivine's natural wetness makes the slide easy, allowing tseng to press in to the knuckle and then curl his finger slightly forward, stroking over olivine's prostate in featherlight, teasing motions. ]