[ Sinclair makes soft breathless noise of agreement, burying his face against the curve of Oria's shoulder and his grip at Oria's hips might leave some marks later as he continues his pace, fast and rough]
Oria--I'm also
[His voice is ragged, strained, feeling the arousal burn brighter in him hotter and hotter]
no subject
Oria--I'm also
[His voice is ragged, strained, feeling the arousal burn brighter in him hotter and hotter]