[Sinclair's expression softens in understanding and he gives a little nod. He has to let go of Oria's hand for this, gently tugging at the end of Oria's shirt, as he pushes it up Oria's stomach, carefully. Carefully. He doesn't want to hurt Oria in any way at all, even if he already knows he'll find every part of Oria beautiful]
I wont.
[Soft. Assuring. When the shirt is off, he'll cast a quick glance to take it all in--but he'll pull Oria close again too, so he can feel the steady beat of his heart through the thin material of his button up]
no subject
I wont.
[Soft. Assuring. When the shirt is off, he'll cast a quick glance to take it all in--but he'll pull Oria close again too, so he can feel the steady beat of his heart through the thin material of his button up]