[Fic] nu:carnival | We'd All Swim in Riches
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spindizzyRiddle me this batman: how has it been two years since I posted fic? It can't have been that long, can it?
Anyway, I wrote smut! For the first time ever! Literally in March last year, that I only just edited and finished now! And my brain basically made the same noise as a kettle boiling the entire time I did it, so I have no idea whether it's good or not! It was just that I got to Olivine's sex scene in chapter 4 and had Questions. ... Doesn't matter, it's done, it lives, I'm gonna link to it here and go bury my head for a while.
... If I had a nickel for every fic I wrote about characters with or considering dick piercings, I'd have two nickels and it's REALLY FUCKING WEIRD THAT IT HAPPENED TWICE. fns;djns;jfbsdlskdfbsl
nu:carnival | We'd All Swim in Riches
E/NSFW (smut) | 621 word | Eiden/Olivine | Technically spoilers for chapter 4 | "I was surprised you didn't have this pierced," Eiden said, squeezing Olivine's dick by way of explanation.
"I was surprised you didn't have this pierced," Eiden said, squeezing Olivine's dick by way of explanation.
Olivine made a -- a noise. He hadn't meant to, but he couldn't hold it back with one of Eiden's hands on his dick and the thumb of the other rubbing along the chain connecting his piercings without enough strength to pull. Eiden was teasing him, he was fairly sure, from the gentle touch of his hands to the way he was kneeling on the bed over Olivine's thighs without actually resting his weight on them.
Eiden grinned like the whine had somehow been an answer. "I guess it would've been hard to do yourself, right? But you could use magic to heal it up after! This world's way more convenient than my old one sometimes."
Olivine let himself picture it: perhaps a peridot teardrop at the head, to match his nipples; or gold bars down the length with green beads to match his chains. Eiden plucking at them the way he did Olivine's nipple piercings, or running his tongue over them again and again before he took Olivine into his mouth --
Olivine hadn't fully considered the idea once he realised it would be impractical to do himself, not wanting to taunt himself with yet another thing he couldn't have. But now, when all his other desires were in reach --
"Would you --" He hadn't noticed he'd been panting, tongue out, until he had to swallow so he could speak. "Would you like that?"
"It's not about --" Eiden started, before he caught himself. "Of course I'd like it, but I'm just saying. You've got all of *these* connected --" He hooked a finger under where the chains met across Olivine's chest and pulled them up until they went taut and Olivine started to arch his back despite himself. He wanted to pull against the slow ache and force it to sharpness. He wanted Eiden to pull more, harder, the sensation shifting between his chest and the jewel in his belly as Eiden changed angles. "So why not add some more chains?"
It took him a moment to catch up with what Eiden was suggesting. A moment where Eiden dragged his hand up Olivine's cock, let his thumb skim a line between the head and his navel – landed on his gemstone and the sensitive skin around it -- rubbed it exactly the way he'd touch the head of Olivine's cock --
He didn't know which of them was more surprised when Olivine came.
His back snapped into an arch. His hips jerked up hard enough to knock Eiden forward. Eiden's grip on the chains tightened as he caught his balance, and there was the pain he wanted. He could hear himself make a strangled noise; then Eiden was there, finally pressing their bodies together, finally kissing Olivine as hard and wet as he could wish for, no teasing now.
Eiden kept kissing him until Olivine finally sagged back onto the bed. He laughed a little when their mouths parted, and carefully untangled himself from Olivine's jewelery. It might have been easier if he wasn't plastered against Olivine's front, but thankfully he didn't seem inclined to move away. "So you like that idea? I'll bear that in mind next time I make you something."
Olivine slowly brought his hands up to hold Eiden's hips. Eiden hadn't taught him to do that, or how the answers to his questions, or to roll his hips up against Eiden's still hard cock where it was trapped between them. But Eiden was grinning at him like that was the exact right thing to do.
All of Olivine's desires in reach.
"It sounds... Like a good idea," he agreed, and leaned up to kiss Eiden back.
Anyway, I wrote smut! For the first time ever! Literally in March last year, that I only just edited and finished now! And my brain basically made the same noise as a kettle boiling the entire time I did it, so I have no idea whether it's good or not! It was just that I got to Olivine's sex scene in chapter 4 and had Questions. ... Doesn't matter, it's done, it lives, I'm gonna link to it here and go bury my head for a while.
... If I had a nickel for every fic I wrote about characters with or considering dick piercings, I'd have two nickels and it's REALLY FUCKING WEIRD THAT IT HAPPENED TWICE. fns;djns;jfbsdlskdfbsl
nu:carnival | We'd All Swim in Riches
E/NSFW (smut) | 621 word | Eiden/Olivine | Technically spoilers for chapter 4 | "I was surprised you didn't have this pierced," Eiden said, squeezing Olivine's dick by way of explanation.
"I was surprised you didn't have this pierced," Eiden said, squeezing Olivine's dick by way of explanation.
Olivine made a -- a noise. He hadn't meant to, but he couldn't hold it back with one of Eiden's hands on his dick and the thumb of the other rubbing along the chain connecting his piercings without enough strength to pull. Eiden was teasing him, he was fairly sure, from the gentle touch of his hands to the way he was kneeling on the bed over Olivine's thighs without actually resting his weight on them.
Eiden grinned like the whine had somehow been an answer. "I guess it would've been hard to do yourself, right? But you could use magic to heal it up after! This world's way more convenient than my old one sometimes."
Olivine let himself picture it: perhaps a peridot teardrop at the head, to match his nipples; or gold bars down the length with green beads to match his chains. Eiden plucking at them the way he did Olivine's nipple piercings, or running his tongue over them again and again before he took Olivine into his mouth --
Olivine hadn't fully considered the idea once he realised it would be impractical to do himself, not wanting to taunt himself with yet another thing he couldn't have. But now, when all his other desires were in reach --
"Would you --" He hadn't noticed he'd been panting, tongue out, until he had to swallow so he could speak. "Would you like that?"
"It's not about --" Eiden started, before he caught himself. "Of course I'd like it, but I'm just saying. You've got all of *these* connected --" He hooked a finger under where the chains met across Olivine's chest and pulled them up until they went taut and Olivine started to arch his back despite himself. He wanted to pull against the slow ache and force it to sharpness. He wanted Eiden to pull more, harder, the sensation shifting between his chest and the jewel in his belly as Eiden changed angles. "So why not add some more chains?"
It took him a moment to catch up with what Eiden was suggesting. A moment where Eiden dragged his hand up Olivine's cock, let his thumb skim a line between the head and his navel – landed on his gemstone and the sensitive skin around it -- rubbed it exactly the way he'd touch the head of Olivine's cock --
He didn't know which of them was more surprised when Olivine came.
His back snapped into an arch. His hips jerked up hard enough to knock Eiden forward. Eiden's grip on the chains tightened as he caught his balance, and there was the pain he wanted. He could hear himself make a strangled noise; then Eiden was there, finally pressing their bodies together, finally kissing Olivine as hard and wet as he could wish for, no teasing now.
Eiden kept kissing him until Olivine finally sagged back onto the bed. He laughed a little when their mouths parted, and carefully untangled himself from Olivine's jewelery. It might have been easier if he wasn't plastered against Olivine's front, but thankfully he didn't seem inclined to move away. "So you like that idea? I'll bear that in mind next time I make you something."
Olivine slowly brought his hands up to hold Eiden's hips. Eiden hadn't taught him to do that, or how the answers to his questions, or to roll his hips up against Eiden's still hard cock where it was trapped between them. But Eiden was grinning at him like that was the exact right thing to do.
All of Olivine's desires in reach.
"It sounds... Like a good idea," he agreed, and leaned up to kiss Eiden back.
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