[ Olivine manages to always be the whole package. Hot, sweet, charismatic, charming. He's so much of everything in the best way. Another playful tug until he pulls them down a little bit, so he can get a better view of the gorgeous cock before him. His eyes shift upwards and he looks Olivine in the eye, half-lidded. ]

At least I don't have to worry about that. I want to turn this into a window service.

[ The image of Olivine's gorgeous body pressed up against the glass of the train window sounds perfect. The menu makes the request simple - straightforward. It means that there's no chance of misunderstanding what the goal is. His free hand shifts up, moving to the bottom of that shirt he wears, feeling Olivine's chest through the fabric of the shirt. ]

And I think we can take care of the midriff, too.

[ Eiden won't be able to keep his hands off of Olivine, and he knows it. Especially when he knows how sensitive that gem is on him. ]