Sinclair's reaction makes redness spread like wildfire over his face. He really feels that he needs to do something more. Something. Anything. He continues to push his fingers in and out, eventually adding a third and pressing in on the every other thrust of his fingers. ]
Emil.
[ He breathes out right into his ear, low and sultry. ]
You sound... so good like this. I want more. I want to hear more.
[ The last word matches its timing with him pressing slightly harder. ]
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Sinclair's reaction makes redness spread like wildfire over his face. He really feels that he needs to do something more. Something. Anything. He continues to push his fingers in and out, eventually adding a third and pressing in on the every other thrust of his fingers. ]
Emil.
[ He breathes out right into his ear, low and sultry. ]
You sound... so good like this. I want more. I want to hear more.
[ The last word matches its timing with him pressing slightly harder. ]