[part of him has to wonder what it would have been like, to fall into something like this for real. Back when he'd been at the precipice of something dangerous, something as reckless as this false desecration plays at. To be so wanted, and so accepted despite his sins...
But he doesn't dwell on it too long. Doesn't have much chance to, as Reno's hands explore his body and their chests meet, the shape of his clothed hanging clamps fitting surprisingly well amid Reno's own jewelry.
Olivine does make something that is probably intended as a sound of protest, succeeding in opening his mouth to let that tongue slide in and tease. Fingers curl over shoulders as they lean forward, book clattering too heavily on the table, maybe even falling open to reveal its sinful secret.]
Wai—nnh—
[absolutely not. His tongue is easily manipulated and Reno's aggression is rewarded with more soft noises, more of that same milky scent as his body aches for more.]
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But he doesn't dwell on it too long. Doesn't have much chance to, as Reno's hands explore his body and their chests meet, the shape of his clothed hanging clamps fitting surprisingly well amid Reno's own jewelry.
Olivine does make something that is probably intended as a sound of protest, succeeding in opening his mouth to let that tongue slide in and tease. Fingers curl over shoulders as they lean forward, book clattering too heavily on the table, maybe even falling open to reveal its sinful secret.]
Wai—nnh—
[absolutely not. His tongue is easily manipulated and Reno's aggression is rewarded with more soft noises, more of that same milky scent as his body aches for more.]