[ good, olivine should be allowed to preen? as a treat? more than as a treat, actually. he likes seeing him like this, growing more confident in himself... as he's set down he takes in all the details in what time he has to do so, a little smile tugging at the corner of his mouth because it's good. this is good. he's better than when he... left him and that's what he'd been hoping for when trying to find him in among the crowded beach.
that piercing brushes against his own tongue and he chuckles warmly, sealing their mouths into another kiss and letting his fingers slide into olivine's hair, where they close into a fist to gently tug at the familiar strands. his other hand slips towards his chest, warmly cupping one of his pectorals and thumbing the very tip of one of his nipples, a ghosting sensation that travels in playful, slow circles. ]
Missed you... [ mid-kiss, he means that, he says it and will say it as many times as it takes, eyes fluttering shut as he kisses him deeper then, pressing their bodies as flush together as possible. the thin robe leaves nothing for the imagination, eiden's body lean and already warmed from soaking up the sun, his swimsuit clinging to the curve of his already semi-hard cock. ope. ]
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that piercing brushes against his own tongue and he chuckles warmly, sealing their mouths into another kiss and letting his fingers slide into olivine's hair, where they close into a fist to gently tug at the familiar strands. his other hand slips towards his chest, warmly cupping one of his pectorals and thumbing the very tip of one of his nipples, a ghosting sensation that travels in playful, slow circles. ]
Missed you... [ mid-kiss, he means that, he says it and will say it as many times as it takes, eyes fluttering shut as he kisses him deeper then, pressing their bodies as flush together as possible. the thin robe leaves nothing for the imagination, eiden's body lean and already warmed from soaking up the sun, his swimsuit clinging to the curve of his already semi-hard cock. ope. ]