[ His face feels like it's burning with redness at his cheeks that travel down his neck to the shoulders. He can no longer think straight and sounds are much more forthcoming from his mouth. The faster Sinclair thrusts into him, the more he feels like he loses his grasp on anything else at the moment aside from how good this feels. ]
Emil, I... ah—
[ He shuts his eyes as he tries to pull Sinclair closer to him. ]
no subject
Emil, I... ah—
[ He shuts his eyes as he tries to pull Sinclair closer to him. ]
I'm... close. Keep going.