dappledleaves | THE WORLD: PSL LIFE

[ Oria is about to allow Sinclair on reflex, but then he pauses last second and tries not to squirm so much when Sinclair's hand moves up like that under his shirt. To deny Sinclair right now feels like a defeat in a way, but at the same time, he thinks he needs to be on a bed if he's going to do this for the first time. He's suddenly nervous, even though he shouldn't be. He trusts Sincair to accept him. That's surprisingly not the issue here. The problem is, well, it's a matter of pride at this point but also, nerves. ]

... I won't lie, I almost forgot.

[ That this isn't Fragment? Well, no, but also, yes. ]

But I think... I should do it on a bed at first because, I'm... not sure if...

[ Words don't catch up as fast as he wants them to and he's definitely getting embarrassed. He can feel his cheek sting in the soft breeze.

Before he can mentally scream, he raises his head to kiss Sinclair rougher than usual. Words are so hard sometimes, even for someone like Oria. ]

Mm--

[ Sinclair's words of reassurance get muffled in the kiss and he kisses back just as roughly, his hand still under Oria's shirt. He circles a nipple with his thumb and arches up, trying to get closer. He's achingly hard now, arousal making his skin warm enough that he doesn't mind the cool sea breeze at all]

Then [ Sinclair manages between rough kisses] Should we go back inside? Your room?

[ It's a stray thought that if this is as private as he feels, he would mind it out here; but he wants Oria comfortable the most, and at ease. He just wants Oria to see how much he does want him in turn]

[ Oria breaks off the kiss, panting. ]

No.

[ That's immediate. ]

Also, you're loud. There's no way we can go inside with all those people there.

[ Just... saying.

But he's also not sure how loud he would be. ]

[ That's one way to get Sinclair blushing all over again, all the way to the tip of his ears. He yanks Oria closer, pointedly teasing at his nipple again by pinching at it lightly as he kisses him once more]

And whose fault is that...

[Sinclair getting loud, that is. They can get messy outside then.]

Mm...

[ Oria tries to catch his breath and his grip is firm as he resumes stroking. ]

As long as you feel good, that's all I want.

[ His voice is low. There's no shame in that for him as he resumes the messy kiss. ]

[Sinclair exhales softly, kissing Oria harder as he presses up against Oria, one hand digging firmly against Oria's shoulder, while the other just strokes over Oria's chest, taking him in again]

Just me...?

[He nips lightly at Oria's lip, kissing him messily to muffle his moans of pleasure]

[ Oria breaks the kiss again. It's not that Oria thinks he's undeserving. In fact— ]

Preferably both of us, but if I had to pick between one of us, of course I'd pick you.

[ He gives a small peck on the lips, and moves his head to the side of Sinclair's, whispering into his ear: ]

Instead, I'll let you fuck me all you want next time.

Oria--

[Oh. Sinclair feels a wave of heat pulse through him and he shudders, kissing Oria harder in turn.

It's so much, the way Oria touches him and his words send a thrill down his spine. He jerks hard against Oria's hand, the kiss muffling his moan as climax hits him hard]

[ Oria parts again, giving him a small kiss on the cheek. ]

I love you.

[ He has to work on catching his breath because that was incredibly hot to him. Owe be upon thy libido. ]

[ Sinclair takes a moment to catch his breath too. That was...wow. He nuzzles at Oria's jaw, kissing him]

I love you too.

[ He leans against Oria a little with a tiny huff. He's not tired but he sure does want to keep cuddling]

And next time, I want you to feel good too.

[ There's a small sound of affirmation as Oria gets out a wet tissue to clean Sinclair as part of the gentle aftercare. Even though the giant rock isn't soft at all, he leans back on it with Sinclair, cuddling and enjoying his warmth in a place like this.

The waves crash onto the shore with their soothing sound. ]

I'll look forward to it.

[ Sinclair fixes his pants when Oria is done and leans against him a little harder, leaning up to kiss his cheek]

Good.

[ The ocean is beautiful with its glow, the sound of the waves now soothing.]

[ Even in their little place behind a rock where no one can see, the two are happy—as long as they have each other.

After cuddling some more, Oria leads Sinclair back to the house, do the nightly routine and pull Sinclair onto the bed with him to get some warm, restful sleep, because he knows he won't be able to get it again anytime soon after this night. ]

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