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And--

[ Sinclair trails off a little, as he moves, faster, a little more frantic. His breath catches as Oria's fingers drag down his shoulders, but it's a good sort of sting, the kind that has Sinclair sliding his hand over Oria's high to hook him a little higher, lifting his hips up a little as he presses in]

Tight--

[He kisses Oria's jaw again. If he had any other ideas on how they should do this, he's forgotten them entirely because he just wants to kiss Oria and shower him with affection like this]

[ It's hard to breathe.

There's a certain joy to be buried into someone so, so deeply. Oria was familiar with that feeling from Fragment already, but feeling it in reality is a completely different beast. The way Sinclair pounds into him has it difficult for him to close his mouth, breathing heavily and moaning so that it isn't so loud. There's a lot of restraint, and yet, he wants more of Sinclair. More and more as he watches him seemingly lose it. ]

Ah... Emil–—I...

[Sinclair tightens his fingers against Oria's hips, hitching them up just a little more as he thrusts all the way in to the hilt. It's intoxicating feeling Oria around him like this, to be pressed in so deep. He tries to even his breathing, but it's quickly becoming shorter, more staccato with every movement. He's entranced, watching the flush spread over Oria's skin, his expression, listening to his soft little moans.]

Mmn. Oria. Me too--

[He shudders, angling his hips to brush up inside Oria at a different angle as presses a harder, sharper kiss to Oria's shoulder. He's a little harder, maybe a little less gentle than last time as his own restraint quickly unravels]

[ The way Sinclair presses in at a different angle makes Oria a bit louder with his fingernails digging into Sinclair's skin even further than before. His half-lidded eyes watch Sinclair move his head to the shoulder again to press a kiss.

It tightens inside on the occasion as Oria's breath hitches sometimes with how Sinclair thrusts into him. His breathless whisper is heard right next to his ear: ]

Harder.

Mn--

[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.]

[ Oria's moans don't get louder, but they get more frequent. He continues to claw at Sinclair's back and finds it harder to think or do anything that isn't instinctive.

The insides start to get tighter. ]

Emil, I—ah... close...

[ 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]

[ Oria's fingers claw deeper into the skin on his back, pushing him close. His breath hitches right before climaxing, squeezing around Sinclair.

His legs don't get cramped this time, but he almost hit the lower back with his heels. Don't worry about it... ]

[ He had wanted to do what Oria did to him, to keep going despite the overstimulation from release but when Oria goes tight around him like that, it brings him to the brink faster than he can think. He climaxes shortly after with a shuddering moan, as everything hits him hard and intense.

He barely has the sense of mind to not completely collapse on Oria, collapsing partially to the side, panting heavily.Why is sex so tiring like this--]

[ Oria feels like he sees stars for a moment before turning his head and realizing that it's just Sinclair's new earring. He tries catching his breath, but he lets out a breathless laugh. ]

It's okay if twice is the most you can go.

[ Despite how tired Sinclair seems to be, Oria feels like he can still see a strong, lingering drive in his eyes. He gets a small consolation kiss on the tip of his nose. There, there. ]

[ That gets Oria a gentle smack to the arm]

You know how this feels.

[ Back in Fragment when Oria realised having a dick was exhausting. But after that, Sinclair just wants to cuddle, so he tugs Oria closer so they can press close. There is a brightness to his eyes despite that, a sense of wonder...]

I do!

[ He laughs a little. There's always the battle inside his mind regarding whether he wants to cuddle or get clean immediately. ]

But I went three times.

Are you actually trying to make me competitive over this?

[ Sinclair is a little appalled. It might also be working. He can't decide if he wants it to work. Cuddle before they clean up at least...]

You're the one who gets to decide if you wanna get competitive~

[ Oria is a little smug, but definitely playful. Seeing Sinclair being aggressive sometimes is really cool to Oria, so he'd definitely like that.

But at the same time, he's not sure if he wants to do that for 45 minutes at the minimum... He'd definitely be sore. Abolish the refractory period for dicks, please. ]

Mm. I'm not a competitive person though, unlike you.

[But Sinclair is clearly considering it because he's tugging Oria down into a kiss. Give him at least ten minutes before his body decides for him. He's definitely eyeing Oria's ear again. Ticklish, huh...]

Edited 2024-01-05 20:01 (UTC)

You're not, but you have your moments.

[ :3c

Will Oria regret this no matter what Sinclair ends up deciding? No. ]

I should get cleaned up though...

Mm...before that...

[ Sinclair waits until Oria has rolled to his side again and then pounces, nipping lightly at his ear. He's going to figure out how 'ticklish' this actually is. ]

[ Caught off guard, Oria scrunches up like a turtle withdrawing its head into its shell except that Oria is currently not wearing anything, so it just looks like a plain reflex, if anything. ]

Stop that...

[ He whines, trying to lightly push Sinclair's head away. ]

Is it really that ticklish?

[His eyes are brighter now, but he does stop when Oria whines, because it's too cute not to. He'll snuggle up behind Oria, loosely pinning him and just do one more kiss...below the ear. Oh...maybe he does have the energy after all.]

[ Well.

Sinclair is about to learn the real reason why Oria never had real piercings in reality and that targeting the ear always seems to be "ticklish". ]

Nn...

[ He shudders, but it seems different than the kind when something feels good. In fact, it makes Oria withdraw more on himself. He can't exactly do that without clothes, so Sinclair will get a light thwap with a pillow instead. ]

Edited 2024-01-06 00:14 (UTC)

[Ow. Sinclair will press a sheepish apologetic kiss to Oria's shoulder. He was hoping for more squirming but not like that]

Sorry, sorry. I'll stop.

[ Hmph. Oria looks a little huffy. ]

That one is more sensitive than the other one and it's sensitive with pain. Not many things feel good with it being targeted. The other other is... more normal, at least.

Ah.

[That's concerning. Sinclair snuggles up a bit more, pressing another gentle kiss to Oria's shoulder. He's sorry!!]

Is that why you have the clip ons?

[Both of Oria's ears were sensitive to pain? Ooph]

Yeah.

[ Though Oria never said that his own matching earring would be a clip-on though. He's willing to do this. It feels a little symbolic in a way. He's still not sure if he wants to add the earring onto the existing stuff on his ear or just remove them completely and have that one there alone. Much to think about. ]

So.

[ He looks over at Sinclair. ]

What were you trying to do, huh?

[Sinclair feels sheepish, snuggling back to Oria, though now he's concerned about the earring...]

Um. I really did just want to see how ticklish you were...

[That they're both naked now is not a problem]

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