[Sinclair's nervous too; the more he readjusts to his actual body, the more he's away of the small little differences in himself. But he knows Oria wants him. He just wants to make sure Oria knows he wants Oria just as much. He links their fingers together, nodding as he kisses Oria gently. Then deeply. He's not unaware of how covered up Oria tended to be; even in Fragment, Oria never wore anything like board shorts or anything remotely revealing.
He swallows a little as he breaks the kiss, nuzzling Oria's neck. Oria is hot, the most attractive person Sinclair has ever met, and the only one he wants to be like this with. He rocks his hips down against Oria's thighs with a soft breathless noise, and he presses another sucking kiss to Oria's chest]
Mm. I'll only look at you. You alone. [His hands shift a little, bracing over Oria's hips. Ah, he should get his own clothes off too. Maybe it was pointless changing]
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[Sinclair's nervous too; the more he readjusts to his actual body, the more he's away of the small little differences in himself. But he knows Oria wants him. He just wants to make sure Oria knows he wants Oria just as much. He links their fingers together, nodding as he kisses Oria gently. Then deeply. He's not unaware of how covered up Oria tended to be; even in Fragment, Oria never wore anything like board shorts or anything remotely revealing.
He swallows a little as he breaks the kiss, nuzzling Oria's neck. Oria is hot, the most attractive person Sinclair has ever met, and the only one he wants to be like this with. He rocks his hips down against Oria's thighs with a soft breathless noise, and he presses another sucking kiss to Oria's chest]
Mm. I'll only look at you. You alone. [His hands shift a little, bracing over Oria's hips. Ah, he should get his own clothes off too. Maybe it was pointless changing]
Do you have anything...? Like lube or...