[ Oria shakily breathes out as if trying to retain control over himself, but it's difficult when he just wants to let go and be unrestrained. His hand continues to work thoroughly in making Sinclair feel good inside his pants. His expression is such a turn-on for Oria with the sounds escaping his mouth too. ]

Emil.

[ His own voice sounds just as breathless. ]

You look so good like this... If I could, I'd fuck you against the wall so hard that you'd have no energy to stand.