[ eiden's hand slip under the small of olivine's back as he pulls him all the closer, letting his head dip down so he can nuzzle against the root of his cock and hollow his cheeks. for a moment he holds him there before beginning to really show him the true meaning of a blow job (ok eiden i hate writing him he's so cringe).
the sound of olivine's praise does make his ears go a little red, his eyelashes fluttering as he looks up at him. he slides fingers around the base of his dick and pulls up and off, letting the hot warmth of his own mouth and the wet length hit him right in the cheek. he nuzzles it slowly, turning lips to kiss the wet shaft and deliver a series of small, short licks, like stroking a lollipop with his tongue.
after taking another open-mouthed kiss of the head of his dick, eiden holds it like something treasured in both his hands, leaning in to mouth against it more. ]
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the sound of olivine's praise does make his ears go a little red, his eyelashes fluttering as he looks up at him. he slides fingers around the base of his dick and pulls up and off, letting the hot warmth of his own mouth and the wet length hit him right in the cheek. he nuzzles it slowly, turning lips to kiss the wet shaft and deliver a series of small, short licks, like stroking a lollipop with his tongue.
after taking another open-mouthed kiss of the head of his dick, eiden holds it like something treasured in both his hands, leaning in to mouth against it more. ]
And you taste divine...