[ With the blindfold firmly around his eyes, Sinclair can't see Oria's expression and the vulnerability of it all makes his blush deepen further. He almost whimpers as his hips jolt up, trying to find any relief as he digs his fingers harder against Oria's shoulders at that scrape of a finger nail, the heat of Oria's mouth at his throat and the knowledge his neck must be a disaster now]
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