[It's very, very difficult to cool off too much when Oria keeps stroking his length like that. His hips buck a little more into Oria's hand and his muffled moans are a little needy and desperate. He adds another finger, pressing in, wondering at how tight and wet it felt, and curls his fingers a little, rubbing along the walls, trying to remember what made Oria feel really good last time]
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