[no surprise that the vibration against his cock makes Olivine's balls tense, especially with that observation of his sensitivity. He exhales what's probably meant to be a laugh, soaked with distracted pleasure and shaky from the brief reprieve.]
I'm lucky for it.
[He remarks it fondly, fingers continuing their absent touching and threading through long hair. And, for the time it takes him to return to full arousal, it's more than comfortable to just enjoy their time together. Comfortable, unhurried.
Really, the shift of Tseng's tongue and mouth at the tip of his cock should have been a warning sign of things about to shift. His rim twitches and quivers as the toy is pulled free, but he's so focused on the sucking that he doesn't even consider complaining. Doesn't have to, either—]
Huagh—?!
[neither the press of fingers into his stretched hole, nor the soft buzz of the vibrator along his walls really shakes his senses free, but the sudden pressure of that vibration against his prostate? The petting against that extra-sensitive spot? That's enough to have him gripping harder at Tseng's hair, hips twitching and squirming as if to escape the merciless pleasure.]
Tseng—n-not there— [He says, at the same time he's arching up and grasping the bedsheets with his free hand, unabashedly rocking his cock in time with the taller man's sucking, heat building in his belly again.] ugh—it's tingling...♡
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I'm lucky for it.
[He remarks it fondly, fingers continuing their absent touching and threading through long hair. And, for the time it takes him to return to full arousal, it's more than comfortable to just enjoy their time together. Comfortable, unhurried.
Really, the shift of Tseng's tongue and mouth at the tip of his cock should have been a warning sign of things about to shift. His rim twitches and quivers as the toy is pulled free, but he's so focused on the sucking that he doesn't even consider complaining. Doesn't have to, either—]
Huagh—?!
[neither the press of fingers into his stretched hole, nor the soft buzz of the vibrator along his walls really shakes his senses free, but the sudden pressure of that vibration against his prostate? The petting against that extra-sensitive spot? That's enough to have him gripping harder at Tseng's hair, hips twitching and squirming as if to escape the merciless pleasure.]
Tseng—n-not there— [He says, at the same time he's arching up and grasping the bedsheets with his free hand, unabashedly rocking his cock in time with the taller man's sucking, heat building in his belly again.] ugh—it's tingling...♡