[ That is when something deep within Oria is triggered, leading him to roughly pin Sinclair on the bed by the hand that he's been holding all this time, fingers laced, and tightly in his own. He swallows once he sees Sinclair under him, and the hand at Sinclair's hip replaces the thigh, pressing and palming over the pants. Moreover, Oria leans in to gives a myriad of kisses on Sinclair's neck, trying to see where he can mark him. ]
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