[Tseng might be shocked to realise that Olivine just like wearing pretty lingerie for himself, too. Later, at least, he'll get more insight on his past directly.]

It wouldn't be a terrible thing, would it?

[his smile is just as warm in response, amusement and affection in his gaze. really, he would love to have a week's worth of fun lingerie to share with Tseng, maybe more... no doubt, he's already getting some ideas of things to surprise him with later.

But for now, he's content to relax with Tseng. The touch of his mouth pulls soft, contented noises from him, lazily chasing the sensations as they move upward over skin and lace. When their mouths meet properly again, Olivine's hands gently cradle Tseng's jaw as he kisses back, slow and easy and thorough.]

I don't object. [He laughs softly as he says it.] I like it when you hold me, and we can clean up later, like usual.