[Sinclair's breath catches in his throat, and his grip on Oria's hips tighten further. He draw back almost all the way and then thrusts in, hard and quick, trying to aim for that same spot that made Oria louder. Then again , and again. His usual gentleness and care unravels entirely with the need to just feel and get carried away with the moment.]
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[Sinclair's breath catches in his throat, and his grip on Oria's hips tighten further. He draw back almost all the way and then thrusts in, hard and quick, trying to aim for that same spot that made Oria louder. Then again , and again. His usual gentleness and care unravels entirely with the need to just feel and get carried away with the moment.]