[ Oria's breath hitches in his throat when he feels the thigh between his legs, but he doesn't move against it. Not yet. He wants to get Sinclair more riled up. ]
And... it would feel good for you too, from how warm and tight it was, right?
[ The hand at the back of his thigh moves towards his ass, groping a little before pressing his finger to where the entrance would be over the pants. ]
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And... it would feel good for you too, from how warm and tight it was, right?
[ The hand at the back of his thigh moves towards his ass, groping a little before pressing his finger to where the entrance would be over the pants. ]