["a bit of" indeed. Olivine is already all but trembling in his anticipation, breaths soft and short as Kleken speaks.]
Mmngh... I'm not—
[able to move that much, he means to say. Hands squeeze his ass and a whine escapes him, body all but out of his own control.
Then Kleken is lifting him up by his ass, dragging him over every inch of the aurorian's cock only to pull him back down. Hips smack together, muted slightly by the shorts just pulled aside, and the dig of nails makes him arch all over again. Tears shimmer in his eyes as they often do, and toes curl in his endurance.]
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Mmngh... I'm not—
[able to move that much, he means to say. Hands squeeze his ass and a whine escapes him, body all but out of his own control.
Then Kleken is lifting him up by his ass, dragging him over every inch of the aurorian's cock only to pull him back down. Hips smack together, muted slightly by the shorts just pulled aside, and the dig of nails makes him arch all over again. Tears shimmer in his eyes as they often do, and toes curl in his endurance.]
Haah...! Kleken—please—feels so...