[That draws out a too loud cry from Sinclair and he writhes harder against Oria, heat sparking across his skin with electrifying intensity]
Oria--[He whimpers, tears of pleasure pricking at his eyes beneath the blindfold. He squeezes his legs tighter around Oria's hips, as he's torn between all the sensations pulling him in each direction] This is too much, I'm going to--
[ 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.
[ Oh. Sinclair feels his cheeks heat even more and he cries out, climax cresting over him with an intensity he didn't know was possible. His whole body wracks with pleasure, Oria's words more than enough to push him over the edge.
His vision whites out briefly, his body straining against Oria, and when he comes to, he realises he was crying out Oria's name over and over. His flush deepens, but he clings to Oria tightly to kiss him heatedly to muffle the rest of his cries ]
[ Oria finishes as well, his body tense as he releases inside of his boyfriend. When Sinclair clings onto him more than before, Oria returns the heated kiss to help him muffle the sounds. He eventy pulls out too and shifts Sinclair's blindfold upwards, making sure that his smile is the first thing he sees. ]
[ He ends that phrase with a small kiss to the cheek. ]
You're quite a mess, Emil. Looks like there's gonna be a lot of cleaning today.
[ But Oria looks pleased with himself. ]
Should I wipe you down? At least for now until you feel like going to the shower. And what did you think of it? Did you like it? You like other stuff better? Tell me allll the deets.
Um. A towel would be nice...[Being pampered sounds nice too. Until Sinclair gets hit by the barrage of unending questions that turns him bright red all over again] That is. Um. I liked...all of it?
[Sinclair puffs his cheeks a little, still bright red. If he has to talk about in explicit detail what he liked while he's still wired, he might explode] What did you expect me to say?
[He'll just reach for a blanket that got knocked onto the floor earlier and wrap them both up in it for a bit, as he fidgets a little] I'm not sure what I liked more just yet, but um. The blindfold made it intense in a different way from when you tied me up.
Yeah, I could tell. I think we'll need soundproofed walls next time.
[ Oria is just joking.
... Right? But as usual, he looks pleased with a little almost cat-like face. :3c ]
I really liked seeing you react to that, so yeah! I liked doing it. The main selling point for me is getting you to completely tear down your defenses for me to even get there in the first place. It feels rewarding.
[!!! Hi, tomato head has returned. He's not sure if Oria is joking, but he wants to die now. Good thing most players don't live in Moon Tree...and hopefully no one was visiting anywhere near the rooms. He just covers his face with his hands]
[The instinctive denial is on the tip of his tongue; he had almost forgotten about that conversation but it comes back to him in full force. He'll keep his face covered]
He does! Definitely. While Sinclair goes off to shower, he'll clean the area and make the room smell nice and clean. When Sinclair comes back out of the bathroom, Oria will stick the last strawberry pocky stick into his mouth and give him a surprise cheek kiss. ]
[Sinclair comes back out dressed like this, which is a little more comfortable than his tube coat, even if it doesn't quite cover up his neck. It just shows more thigh than he would normally but it's fine if he doesn't leave the room]
Oh--thanks. [Sinclair eats the pocky happily]
What do you have planned with the rest of the boxes?
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That said, along with his hand movements, he leans in to bite and suck the side of his neck, hoping to get a sensitive place. ]
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Oria--[He whimpers, tears of pleasure pricking at his eyes beneath the blindfold. He squeezes his legs tighter around Oria's hips, as he's torn between all the sensations pulling him in each direction] This is too much, I'm going to--
[He definitely can't last like this]
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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.
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His vision whites out briefly, his body straining against Oria, and when he comes to, he realises he was crying out Oria's name over and over. His flush deepens, but he clings to Oria tightly to kiss him heatedly to muffle the rest of his cries ]
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Hey.
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[Sinclair blinks up at Oria, his eyes still damp and his cheeks flushed. But the smile is returned and he reaches up to cup Oria's cheek]
I love you.
[ Even if he is a complete mess now, he does want to cuddle with Oria a lot]
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[ He ends that phrase with a small kiss to the cheek. ]
You're quite a mess, Emil. Looks like there's gonna be a lot of cleaning today.
[ But Oria looks pleased with himself. ]
Should I wipe you down? At least for now until you feel like going to the shower. And what did you think of it? Did you like it? You like other stuff better? Tell me allll the deets.
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[aaaah]
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[ But Oria gets a towel and cleans Sinclair up. It's not thorough, but it's enough. ]
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[ Is it... not straightforward enough?? Oria wonders. ]
Do you want me to specify the questions some more?
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[He'll just reach for a blanket that got knocked onto the floor earlier and wrap them both up in it for a bit, as he fidgets a little] I'm not sure what I liked more just yet, but um. The blindfold made it intense in a different way from when you tied me up.
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[ He thinks that's how that worked... ]
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...did you like doing that?
[If he thinks about it, Oria seems to get really into it when he gets to completely take control like that]
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[ Oria is just joking.
... Right? But as usual, he looks pleased with a little almost cat-like face. :3c ]
I really liked seeing you react to that, so yeah! I liked doing it. The main selling point for me is getting you to completely tear down your defenses for me to even get there in the first place. It feels rewarding.
[ Hehe. ]
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[!!! Hi, tomato head has returned. He's not sure if Oria is joking, but he wants to die now. Good thing most players don't live in Moon Tree...and hopefully no one was visiting anywhere near the rooms. He just covers his face with his hands]
It's...mm. I do like it when you push me.
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I know we talked about this before, but I'm getting the feeling that you like being dominated in some way.
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... maybe a little.
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[ There is obviously Doubt in Oria's voice. ]
Well, if you can admit that you like it, then you must like it a lot. So I'll keep doing that then.
[ Problem solved? ]
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I think you have a lot of fun that way too. [He saw how excited Oria got. Anyway, he'll go have his shower now. He's too sticky for his own liking]
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He does! Definitely. While Sinclair goes off to shower, he'll clean the area and make the room smell nice and clean. When Sinclair comes back out of the bathroom, Oria will stick the last strawberry pocky stick into his mouth and give him a surprise cheek kiss. ]
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Oh--thanks. [Sinclair eats the pocky happily]
What do you have planned with the rest of the boxes?
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(Also cant wait for sinclair to deal with that post-game if they leave) ]
Eat them, of course! Pineapple flavor is mine though.
[ There are all sorts so Sinclair can pick out a box or four. ]
Unless you wanted to play some more?
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(Sinclair looks up every country in the world to find the least christmas-y one to escape to tbh)
Sinclair shakes his head, reddening a little]
No, lets just eat them normally.
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[ Oria leads Sinclair to the bed with the bunch of pocky boxes scattered on the mattress, where they'll have a good time with snacks. ]