I should hope so, [ tseng murmurs back, full of affection as his body moves. watching olivine shift under him is such a delight, his body flushed all over and covered in come... tseng is going to have to pay for dry cleaning for the lingerie, of course, it's a lost cause at this point, but all the better to be able to watch olivine make a mess of himself.
for this last climax, tseng thinks he might like to coax olivine there more than push him. to let his pleasure build slowly, steadily, until it's all-consuming and impossible to resist—the previous two have been driven by urgency and tseng's desire to leave olivine breathless and wrecked, but as he looks down at olivine now he finds himself filled with equal parts desire and affection that keep him moving slowly, fucking olivine in deep but steady thrusts.
as the fuck, tseng lets his gaze travel unrestrainedly over what he can see of olivine's body. the glistening of sweat and saliva and come on his skin, his nipples peeking through the lacy fabric of his top, the way his skin flushes pink all over but especially in his cheeks when he's aroused... tseng wants to put his mouth on every inch of this man, to find out how many different noises he'll make, where on his body is sensitive. but he can only reach as far as olivine's neck, where tseng ducks his head down to press a series of soft kisses from below olivine's jaw up to his cheek and then eventually to his mouth. ]
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for this last climax, tseng thinks he might like to coax olivine there more than push him. to let his pleasure build slowly, steadily, until it's all-consuming and impossible to resist—the previous two have been driven by urgency and tseng's desire to leave olivine breathless and wrecked, but as he looks down at olivine now he finds himself filled with equal parts desire and affection that keep him moving slowly, fucking olivine in deep but steady thrusts.
as the fuck, tseng lets his gaze travel unrestrainedly over what he can see of olivine's body. the glistening of sweat and saliva and come on his skin, his nipples peeking through the lacy fabric of his top, the way his skin flushes pink all over but especially in his cheeks when he's aroused... tseng wants to put his mouth on every inch of this man, to find out how many different noises he'll make, where on his body is sensitive. but he can only reach as far as olivine's neck, where tseng ducks his head down to press a series of soft kisses from below olivine's jaw up to his cheek and then eventually to his mouth. ]