[there's a soft vibration as Ragna presses down a little more, a half-voiced groan as the taller man works through his own desires. he's already affected by others and his own libido to begin with, and the aphrodisiac only makes him more impatient. more still, his head tips back slightly as fingers tease at his cock, already leaking pre over them with every stroke.]
It won't—nngh... take long...
[Olivine is not the type to hold off too long unless he's been challenged to it. as it is he's already so wet in anticipation, fingers pressing into the bed beneath him as the others curl around his arm. right on the brink, he says... at most he has a few minutes to have his clothes off, before the priest is whining in his need.]
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It won't—nngh... take long...
[Olivine is not the type to hold off too long unless he's been challenged to it. as it is he's already so wet in anticipation, fingers pressing into the bed beneath him as the others curl around his arm. right on the brink, he says... at most he has a few minutes to have his clothes off, before the priest is whining in his need.]
Ragna—now... please... I'm close...