[ Sinclair's cheeks grow hotter, the flush to his skin spreading to the tips of his ears. Oria's words and touch fuel his arousal to newer heights, and he swallows, the image washing over him]
Oria...[ His voice is almost a whine now, breathless and strained with the need to keep quiet. He presses a kiss to Oria's chest, mouthing at a nipple. He's so turned on right now, he's beginning to really forget himself]
Then, you should plan for it next time--
[He works his hand into Oria's pants, slipping a finger into the wet folds and rubbing at Oria's entrance]
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Oria...[ His voice is almost a whine now, breathless and strained with the need to keep quiet. He presses a kiss to Oria's chest, mouthing at a nipple. He's so turned on right now, he's beginning to really forget himself]
Then, you should plan for it next time--
[He works his hand into Oria's pants, slipping a finger into the wet folds and rubbing at Oria's entrance]