[ Well, he has an aloe drink in the fridge, but he's not very up to taking a cold dick inside him.
Redness flashes across his face at what Sinclair says. It's moving. Truly. His heart feels overwhelmed and if he was the type to cry, he would right there. His hands slowly move over to cover Sinclair's cheek, one of each. ]
You're so sincere... I feel stupid for feeling so nervous.
[ He still is and it probably won't go away, but he takes one of Sinclair's hands that is linked with his and guides it lower and lower. ]
You can try... with your finger first.
[ The surgery was partially botched years ago. Therefore, the bottom was basically "put a bandaid on" by internally sterilizing instead.
Which is why if Sinclair goes past the waistband of his hands, he'll feel some sort of wetness. ]
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Redness flashes across his face at what Sinclair says. It's moving. Truly. His heart feels overwhelmed and if he was the type to cry, he would right there. His hands slowly move over to cover Sinclair's cheek, one of each. ]
You're so sincere... I feel stupid for feeling so nervous.
[ He still is and it probably won't go away, but he takes one of Sinclair's hands that is linked with his and guides it lower and lower. ]
You can try... with your finger first.
[ The surgery was partially botched years ago. Therefore, the bottom was basically "put a bandaid on" by internally sterilizing instead.
Which is why if Sinclair goes past the waistband of his hands, he'll feel some sort of wetness. ]