[ Ragna was, a surprise to most, a surprisingly gentle man when he wasn't trapped in that violent cycle his life had become. So much so that it translated into any forays into playing the game with others at the resort. The more delicate the partner, the kinder he was...but deep beneath that? Was a side of him that was fighting the most sinful of temptations. The more fragile the partner, the more tempting it was to just downright break them. See them come undone. Test their limits. Forge them into something far sterner.
Because deep down, it's fun to break things when it feels so fucking good. So when Olivine lets out a softer laugh, only to implore him in how he didn't need to be too gentle with him...
All Ragna heard in his aphrodisiac-ridden state was that he didn't need to be gentle with him. Dangerous to have that hazed mind of his omit precious words when he's currently spreading pre up and down that aching shaft, his strokes growing with a little extra fervency, his other hand sliding up the front of the man's body. His palm splays, seemingly gentle to start as he drifts higher and higher before suddenly: ]
You got any idea what you're asking for,
[ That's his hand wrapping around Olivine's neck, a predatory gaze upon him. He wasn't going to choke him. Oh no. But there's a possessiveness behind the way that he holds him that promises that he's going to get rougher. ]
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Because deep down, it's fun to break things when it feels so fucking good. So when Olivine lets out a softer laugh, only to implore him in how he didn't need to be too gentle with him...
All Ragna heard in his aphrodisiac-ridden state was that he didn't need to be gentle with him. Dangerous to have that hazed mind of his omit precious words when he's currently spreading pre up and down that aching shaft, his strokes growing with a little extra fervency, his other hand sliding up the front of the man's body. His palm splays, seemingly gentle to start as he drifts higher and higher before suddenly: ]
You got any idea what you're asking for,
[ That's his hand wrapping around Olivine's neck, a predatory gaze upon him. He wasn't going to choke him. Oh no. But there's a possessiveness behind the way that he holds him that promises that he's going to get rougher. ]
Olivine?