Let our love be a flame, not an ember
Say it's me that you want to dismember
Holding Nerissa loosely in his arms as she leaned back into him, Olavi let his fingers lift to slowly pull through her hair; as she reminded him this was a 'break' he laughed, shaking his head. "When have we ever been able to actually stop working, though? I know you - you gotta have a million little plans going around your mind right now." He kissed her temple then let go as she leaned forward, looking down at the tentacles touching his skin and fondly wrapping one around his finger.
Oh, but then Nerissa was giving him a challenge and Olavi knew exactly what sort of challenge it was. This was their usual game; he knew how to play. "He definitely wanted you." He growled, hands coming around her hips and joining over her stomach, his front fitting against her back. "Cheeky fucking asshole." Leaning in he pressed a kiss to the back of her neck, slow and soft, then another: he knew he would not be in control of this encounter for long, so he thought he may as well make it count. "I'm your guy."
Oh, but then Nerissa was giving him a challenge and Olavi knew exactly what sort of challenge it was. This was their usual game; he knew how to play. "He definitely wanted you." He growled, hands coming around her hips and joining over her stomach, his front fitting against her back. "Cheeky fucking asshole." Leaning in he pressed a kiss to the back of her neck, slow and soft, then another: he knew he would not be in control of this encounter for long, so he thought he may as well make it count. "I'm your guy."
Blacken my eye, Set fire to my tie
As we dance to the Masochism Tango
As we dance to the Masochism Tango
Olavi
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