[His eyes flicker over Olivine when he returns pressure with his fingers. His own pulse is beating hard... though he's moving deliberately, he hasn't been able to shut off his feelings. He feels more vulnerable than ever.]
[He releases his thumb, trailing his lips down his palm and scraping teeth against the inside of his wrist. Exploring with his mouth as he gets himself used to the other man's skin and warmth. He thinks Olivine smells pleasant, not sickly sweet like a perfumed person.]
...Well, let me see it.
[Releasing his wrist, he slides backwards until he's kneeling on the floor between Olivine's legs, resting an arm over one of his knees. He tugs at the end of the tie Olivine had been working on undoing, fixated on it like a cat with a string.]
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[He releases his thumb, trailing his lips down his palm and scraping teeth against the inside of his wrist. Exploring with his mouth as he gets himself used to the other man's skin and warmth. He thinks Olivine smells pleasant, not sickly sweet like a perfumed person.]
...Well, let me see it.
[Releasing his wrist, he slides backwards until he's kneeling on the floor between Olivine's legs, resting an arm over one of his knees. He tugs at the end of the tie Olivine had been working on undoing, fixated on it like a cat with a string.]