pulchritudinous | edmond/olivine

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pulchritudinous

edmond/olivine | M/M | M

pulchritudinous - beyond beautiful; a person of breathtaking, heartbreaking beauty.

olivine admires edmond during an evening stroll. edmond admires olivine during a moment of intimacy.

it's after these moments when both of them fawn over how stunning the other is

 

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 Amidst the early nightfall, Edmond complimented the scene perfectly.

His flowing cascade of long, blue hair waved like the sea tide with each step he took. The Vice-Captain’s icy blue eyes were like two stars shining upon the dark sky, blinking up at the distant heavenly bodies.
As for his voice, it sauntered on like a lullaby. A song meant to be heard by only Olivine and himself alone.

The priest’s eyes half-liddedly gazing at the knight beside him, their hands intertwined with one another. Subconsciously, Olivine gave the other’s hand a light squeeze.

He could hear Edmond continue what he was talking about, his voice softer than usual. Vaguely, Olivine could see a small smile dressing itself on the blue-haired man’s features.
As small as it was, Olivine couldn’t help but smile further than he had been before. 

It wasn’t common to see the Vice-Captain smile. Not with his strenuous work schedule that is. If anything, Olivine was able to count the times Edmond smiled on two hands. While it seemed like plenty, to him, it simply wasn’t enough.
Though, it was always a delightful surprise to see Edmond in a pleasant mood.

“Olivine?” Edmond’s voice cut off the priest’s train of thought. Blinking, he watched as the Vice-Captain’s head tilted forward. “Have you been listening?"

Olvine’s cheeks flushed upon being caught. Yet, the angle of Edmond’s head made him even more stunning to the eye.
“I’m afraid I spaced out. My apologies, Sir Edmond.” He whispered an apology. ”I was merely… enraptured by your voice. It is quite handsome.”

As if compensating him, the priest lifted their joined hands up and over to his lips. He placed a soft kiss on Edmond’s. The knight’s cheeks reddened.
“I can make it up to you, if you’d like.”

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The radiant, red glow of Olivine’s cheeks was the most defining feature on the priest’s face.

His arms wrapped around Edmond’s form, their warm bodies embracing one another as Olivine rode on his dick.
Edmond’s gaze had lingered on the younger man, watching how his rose-red cheeks burned with passion and arousal with each pulse of the knight’s cock.

“Mm-mmn~.” A moan warbled from Olivine’s lips, his ass tightening around the hardened member. With another thrust, the green-haired priest squeaked out another. “H-Haaah~. Feels so… so good Edmond..~.”

The Vice Captain breathed out his own moans, his icy blue hues fixated on the flushed man. How his head rested upon his shoulder, sweat sticking itself among Olivine’s pure, clean forehead.
“You’re doing – haah – so well, Oli –  ngh~ – Olivine..” His voice was low and huskier than before. His grasp around the priest’s body tightened slightly, like any further movements would make him slip away. “You fe-feel… so good.  So tight..~”

Lifting his hips, Olivine sucked in a breath - only to mewl out a louder sound of pleasure as he welcomed Edmond’s cock once more. Each rhythm was slowly becoming faster with intent.
Each thrust, which caused the priest to gasp and moan desperately against his cock. His hips slammed further against Edmond.

“E-Edmond, I…!” Olivine babbled, pressing his head harder against Edmond’s neck. “I-I need you. I-Inside –  Haah~ – me..~!”

“You’re positively glowing.” The Vice-Captain continued, “As if – naah~ – y-you’re on the edge of… of…”
His words trailed off into soft grunts, his own cheeks colouring themselves into a bright red flush.

And yet, Olivine’s face had shined beautifully. So stunningly. Even as he was close to climax. 

“Ed… Edmond..~! I-I’m gonna..!” Tears prickled at the corners of Olivine’s eyes. “N-Ngh..~!”

Olivine had never looked more divine in his arms.

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“You’re stunning, Father Olivine.”

The sentence itself made the priest’s heart skip a beat within his chest. His gentle, green eyes abashedly gazed down into the water-filled bathtub. He could see Edmond’s arms hugging him from behind, their legs in line with one another’s.

“Am I?” Olivine asked, the back of his head leaning upon the Vice-Captain’s shoulder. His eyes shyly gazed back up at his lover, a soft smile pressing against his lips. “What’s caused you to say that?” He asked.

Leaning forward, Edmond rested his chin upon Olivine’s shoulder, His damp hair dangled across the priest’s bare skin. “Because I feel that I have not said it enough.” He responded, his icy eyes meeting the priest’s. “There are not enough words in the Kleinster language to describe how captivating you are.”

The knight turned his head to face Olivine, and leaned in to press a soft kiss upon his cheek. “You have truly bewitched me, my love. Beauty, flaws, and all.”

Olivine’s cheeks burned as Edmond’s lips pressed against his skin. His body practically melted against the Vice-Captain’s embrace, a long, soft breath exhaling from his lips.
“I’m very happy that you think so, Edmond,” His voice lowered into a half-murmur, as the priest’s shy smile grew more fond. “You’re just as ravishing. The most pulchritundious knight I’ve seen.”

Choked sounds that had replaced any semblance of words bumbled from the knight’s lips in response. A sound that made Olivine titter softly nonetheless.
With a brief clearing of his throat, Edmond spoke. “Y-You needn’t return the favour, Father.”

“But, it’s true.” Olivine lightly countered. “It’s like the sea and stars have created the most dashing person in the universe.”

Abashedly, Edmond pulled him closer. “I’m… honoured. Thank you, love.”

Olivine giggled. “It’s an honour to love you, dearest.”