[ A small sound escapes Oria when he feels the thigh press in further. His hand, still bunched up with Sinclair's hair, lightly pulls in response. He lets go when the shirt comes off, but the other hand insistently presses at the same spot. ]
I love you too...
[ His voice is quiet, since he's trying to strain himself to not be so loud. ]
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I love you too...
[ His voice is quiet, since he's trying to strain himself to not be so loud. ]