[ Oria's fingertips continue to claw into Sinclair's back and the other hand moves from the head to the shoulderblade, pressing in. It feels good, especially with Sinclair's little affectionate gestures that melts his heart. He tries to keep himself relatively quiet, so the noises are restrained, but still audible to Sinclair, especially since their current position has Oria's mouth near Sinclair's ear. ]
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Ah—and what...?