[It's a faint sob of pleasure, as the steady motions of Oria thrusting into him continue to build him up to a peak. Then he draws taut, gasping against his arm as he spills over Oria, shuddering as climax crashes over him. It's a very different sort of pleasure that came from being in Oria, but it's so good, long and intense as he trembles, struggling to keep himself upright]
[ Through the stimulation, Oria also goes tense after Sinclair does like a domino effect, except he's very much trying to keep them up despite how tiring their session was just now. His entire hand is sticky, but when he feels Sinclair tremble, he uses the other limb to wrap around his torso. He really needs a shower after this...
He unhooks the strap-on after gently taking it out of Sinclair, letting it fall on the floor. Whew... He's not quite moving his legs yet as he tries to keep Sinclair upright and catching his breath. ]
But I'm not gonna let you fall, so I'm doing my best.
[ And so, he wraps his arms around Sinclair's torso--both this time--and lifts him, penguin waddling to the bathroom together. He's too tired to do the bridal carry or anything else that's dignified at the moment. ]
[ Sinclair laughed, so that's a win for Oria. He finally lets him go when they're at the shower stall and the shower commences. Oria will make sure Sinclair doesn't suddenly fall so he will have him seated on the shower stool. It might hurt with the soreness, but it's better then slipping and falling. It's Oria's turn to help Sinclair with the hair washing and such, so he'll do just that. ]
[ Oria holds back a sigh, but smiles anyway. He loves Sinclair so much, so he won't ruin this for him. Less talking, more doing. After rinsing out the shampoo, Oria applies the conditioner, lightly scrubs him with the bath sponge, and washes all that out. ]
I'll make sure you take some painkillers tomorrow.
[And they only went once this time. Sinclair blinks the droplets of water out of his eyes as he reaches up to help with the washing. When they're both done, he's happy to bundle them both with towels to dry off]
Probably...[ He does remember not being able to get out of bed. But it's only the faintest twinge this time when he moves. He dries himself off and dresses, muffling a yawn]
Mm... next time should be a bubble bath after then...
[ Oria laughs a little. Sinclair is so silly sometimes. He still knows where things are, so going to bed without his glasses is an easy task after cleaning up the room before then. ]
A bubble bath after doing it on the floor? How ambitious.
[ He has something like a jacuzzi so maybe they can chill in there too? Something like that. Oria snuggles with Sinclair. ]
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[ Oria whispers into his ear and gives it a quick peck as he continues his motions. ]
I want you to feel good too, after all...
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[It's a faint sob of pleasure, as the steady motions of Oria thrusting into him continue to build him up to a peak. Then he draws taut, gasping against his arm as he spills over Oria, shuddering as climax crashes over him. It's a very different sort of pleasure that came from being in Oria, but it's so good, long and intense as he trembles, struggling to keep himself upright]
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He unhooks the strap-on after gently taking it out of Sinclair, letting it fall on the floor. Whew... He's not quite moving his legs yet as he tries to keep Sinclair upright and catching his breath. ]
... You really did go weak at the knees, huh?
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[ Sinclair pants, half laughing as he waits for strength to return to his limbs. Oh. Wow. It feels like that, huh? Bed is definitely safer...
He definitely needs another shower]
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[ Doing it against the wall was fun, wasn't it, Sinclair? :) ]
Let me carry you to the bathroom so that we can get clean.
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You're not tired?
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[ Straight up. ]
But I'm not gonna let you fall, so I'm doing my best.
[ And so, he wraps his arms around Sinclair's torso--both this time--and lifts him, penguin waddling to the bathroom together. He's too tired to do the bridal carry or anything else that's dignified at the moment. ]
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[ Sinclair laughs. This is so undignified...embarrassing. He's steady on his feet and gets the shower taps for them as soon as it's in reach]
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(Sitting is also nice after earlier, since his legs are still a little shaky)]
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I guess the next one would be doing it on the floor, huh?
[ He is not serious. ]
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Mm...if you want...
[Definitely not processing this properly or at all]
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I'll make sure you take some painkillers tomorrow.
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[And they only went once this time. Sinclair blinks the droplets of water out of his eyes as he reaches up to help with the washing. When they're both done, he's happy to bundle them both with towels to dry off]
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[ Oria dries himself off, puts on clothes and tosses a big t-shirt with sweatpants over to Sinclair. ]
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Mm... next time should be a bubble bath after then...
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A bubble bath after doing it on the floor? How ambitious.
[ He has something like a jacuzzi so maybe they can chill in there too? Something like that. Oria snuggles with Sinclair. ]
Good night, Emil.
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Didn't you want to have a bubble bath before?
[ He snuggles into Oria, mumbling]
Night...