[ As a "bonus" for Sinclair, Oria leans in to give him a kiss. He'll adjust the pace of the kiss to however Sinclair would like, but he also feels like he's reaching his own end. The way it feels around him, pulsating with the warmth of a living being, absorbing reactions outside of it... he feels like he can't get enough.

He rubs the thumb over the tip and lightly drags the fingernail over the slit. ]

I'm close too, Emil.

[ He says in between kisses as he quietly continues panting. ]

I love you so much. I feel like it would never be enough, so I will always get my fill whenever I can.