dappledleaves | THE WORLD: PSL LIFE

[Sinclair tips his head back for those kisses, stroking Oria's hair, trying to control his shiver.]

Yeah? It'll look really good on you...

I know it will. After all, you designed it for us.

[ He smiles at him, so warm with affection in his voice. The way Sinclair moves his head does something to him though, and he pauses for a moment before leaning back in for more kisses to the cheek before scooting upward for a kiss on the lips. It lingers this time. ]

[ He can't say anything to that so he kisses Oria in turn, enjoying the lingering kiss as he cards his fingers through Oria's hair. Better. ]

[ Oria doesn't take long to deepen the kiss as he tries to pry Sinclair's lips apart to get his tongue inside. His hold tightens on him in the hug, trying to pull him even closer. ]

[ Sinclair's lips part willingly with a low approving noise, and he presses into Oria even more, practically melting into him. He's been trying very hard not to get carried away but it's difficult to remember that when Oria kisses him like this]

[ Oria shifts their position so that Oria is on top, straddling Sinclair, but leaning all the way down so that he can keep kissing him. His hands are on Sinclair's shoulders to pin him down on the bed in the meantime. ]

[ Ah. Sinclair arches up, fingers curling harder against Oria's hair. He sucks a little at Oria's tongue, breaking the kiss for a breath and then kisses Oria again, his lips pliant and welcoming]

[ Oria continues the kiss after Sinclair resumes it, deepening it. One of his hands move up to stroke through Sinclair's hair, bunching it up occasionally in his fist, but lets go all the same. The intentions are clear as Oria thinks he can taste the remnants of the shake Sinclair drank earlier. Yummy. ]

Mm-

[ Sinclair moans softly to encourage the kissing, the way Oria plays with his hair. The intentions are very much clear now and more than welcome. He presses closer, tangling their legs.]

[ Even with their legs tangled with each other's, Oria can still balance himself while on him, but he eventually presses Sinclair down by the center of his chest to sink further into the mattress. A teasing gesture, sure, since Sinclair was trying to press closer.

He doesn't stop doing what he does though. The kiss may have ended, but it continues down along his jaw, cheek, and ends at the ear with a strong nip at the earlobe. ]

[ Rude. Sinclair whines softly as he's pressed back into the mattress, his pulse leaping at the gesture. He stops trying to tangle their legs, because he is enjoying Oria exactly where he is and shivers a little for that nip. Unlike Oria, his ears are sensitive in a way that's a little...]

Oria...

Mm?

[ He bites down on the earlobe a little using a canine tooth. The way he talks into Sinclair's ear is low and breathy. ]

What is it...?

[ Oria gets far too much satisfaction teasing him, he knows. He squirms a little, shuddering, Oria's words coming back to haunt him.

"Ears made for eroticism", huh? He's the one with sensitive ears in the end]

N-nothing. Just wanted to say your name...

[ Despite being the one who said it, what Oria said about the ear isn't on his mind. All he can think about right now is Sinclair, how cute he is and how much he wants to take him right now. ]

I love you.

[ Oria gives him a quick kiss on the ear before biting it again. ]

[Sinclair looks up at Oria with wide, dark eyes and flushed cheeks, like he still can't believe this is real. He shudders, cupping Oria's cheek]

I love you so much--

[Sinclair sighs softly, letting each sensation wash over him]

[ Oria nibbles on the outer shell of the ear as his hand goes under Sinclair's shirt, taking in the warmth radiating from his skin. ]

I love how warm you are all the time. It feels nice...

[ The hand eventually makes its way up to Sinclair's heart, trying to feel for the rhythmic heartbeat. ]

Does it...?

[ Sinclair squirms, the flush in his cheeks rising as he presses up against Oria's hand. His heart is definitely racing now and he slips his hands under Oria's shirt, drifting up against his back]

Yeah.

[ Oria leaved a trail of invisible kisses down to Sinclair's neck. He'll do his best not to mark him visibly since he has to leave tomorrow. ]

How far can I go with you, Emil?

[ He has... things. ]

Mm? As far as we want to...?

[ Sinclair blinks, a little dazed from the teasing so he turns his head to nuzzle kisses against Oria's hair]

I trust you.

Alright. Hold on.

[ Oria pulls himself away from Sinclair to get out a plastic bag from under the bed that seems to have contents inside. It doesn't take too long and once that's on the bed, he goes back to kissing Sinclair on the lips after pouncing on him. Make-out time. ]

[ He had been curious about what Oria had bought but the pouncing makes Sinclair laugh into the kiss. Definitely make out time. He winds his arms around Oria to keep him close.]

[ After getting a copious amount of kisses and love, Oria finally pulls away, but only so that they're barely apart by a few centimeters. ]

How able do you want to walk tomorrow?

[Sinclair blinks, turning red as his eyes dart towards the bag very briefly. Oh.

He swallows, biting his lip]

I'd like to at least pretend I can walk normally...

[Sinclair kisses Oria's jaw]

So, probably not too hard, huh?

[ Oria's eyes glisten with mischief. They also have to be really quiet. Everybody else is probably sleeping and Oria's room isn't soundproof, but the walls are thick and sturdy for security reasons. ]

How should we do this... use something like a safe word?

[ He doesn't think this is anywhere close to anything BDSM-like, but he's not sure where Sinclair's boundaries are set with the wording... ]

[Sinclair blushes a little more as he considers that, pressing more kisses to Oria's jaw to distract himself]

Mm...I can just tell you to stop if I need a moment...or to slow down...

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