[hips piston into his own, but it's still his hands that bring the most overwhelming feelings. Yes, because gentle fingers brush over his gemstone, but more still because they bring with them a soft possession, a reminder of somewhere he belongs.]
I—know... you always... have me, Eiden...
[wetness trails over his skin and his fingers knead soft hair, crying out as he settles in to sucking the sensitive nub. Combined with the insistent grind of his hips and joined by his hands, Eiden has no trouble in working Olivine up. His name slips liberally from the priest's lips, back arching as warm hands knead his chest, practically howling by the time his orgasm hits.
And when it does, Olivine isn't far behind. Awash with warm and comforting essence, filled with the thick, wonderful heat of his spend, he can only hold on as it's fucked in deep, stuffed inside despite the way his hole squeezes down on his cock and hot, slick cum pours over his belly and pools against his gemstone.]
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I—know... you always... have me, Eiden...
[wetness trails over his skin and his fingers knead soft hair, crying out as he settles in to sucking the sensitive nub. Combined with the insistent grind of his hips and joined by his hands, Eiden has no trouble in working Olivine up. His name slips liberally from the priest's lips, back arching as warm hands knead his chest, practically howling by the time his orgasm hits.
And when it does, Olivine isn't far behind. Awash with warm and comforting essence, filled with the thick, wonderful heat of his spend, he can only hold on as it's fucked in deep, stuffed inside despite the way his hole squeezes down on his cock and hot, slick cum pours over his belly and pools against his gemstone.]