[eagerness is certainly plenty for most things. Olivine has no shortage of it in turn, head tipping to nuzzle her fingers affectionately when they brush hair from his face. And her hips are warm and comforting between his thighs, focus waning until she speaks.]
Ah—of course. I'm Olivine... though you could call me whatever you like.
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Ah—of course. I'm Olivine... though you could call me whatever you like.