[Having Oria press him against a wall like this with abandon really does turn him on and he presses a little harder against Oria, arching up as he grinds into Oria's hand this time, even as his hands slip towards the hem of Oria's shirt to feel his skin, trace the warmth of him against his own palms. His moans are muffled into the kiss, hot and eager, unrelenting in his pace]
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