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Mm.

[It shouldn't feel that good to have Oria's hand in his hair like that, but it does. He blinks, a little flushed but he pulls back just a little to check.

Definitely a tease.]

No?

[ Ughhh, be still his heart. The way Sinclair pulled back and just asks him that was ridiculously cute. Oria sighs, but smiles, leaning in to give Sinclair a quick kiss. ]

Emil, you're always restraining yourself. Yeah, I don't like giving up control, but... I wanna see you without them for once. If I think it's too much, then you'll know.

[ Don't worry about that!! Oria will definitely let Sinclair know if he's going too far. ]

[His cheeks flush a little, heat sweeping over his cheeks as he presses back against Oria, a little careful not to jar anything]

Mm...it's a little hard to let go [He'll be honest. Second guessing things is innate. But Oria's words spark something in him] Then if you promise to tell me...

[Sinclair kisses Oria again, heated and hard, lips moving against his a little more aggressively than last time]

I promise--

[ Oh.

If the cutoff worries Sinclair and tries to break the kiss, Oria won't let that happen. The hand that's in Sinclair's hair tries to keep his head there as he returns the kiss with just as much energy that Sinclair puts in. ]

[Oh, that feels--

Sinclair's lips move against Oria's eagerly, slow and hot as he nips at Oria's lips in turn to get him to part his lips. His hand curls at the nape of Oria's neck, fingers curling against his hair. It's strange what it's like, now that he has explicit permission to keep going forward]

[ Oria parts his lips, but he tries to take initiative in getting his tongue there first. He's really curious to see what Sinclair will do and honestly, feeling wanted like this so eagerly and earnestly is incredibly attractive on Sinclair to Oria. ]

[ This time, Sinclair is the one to pull back, break the kiss with a teasing nip to Oria's lip, but then he's kissing Oria again, licking into his mouth once more.

He's a fast learner. And Oria wanting him this much is still overwhelming]

[ Oria is sure that he can show Sinclair in many ways that he wants him a lot, but are they ready for it? He'll think on that when it comes down to it, so he continues to match Sinclair's energy into the kiss as he returns them with his tongue trying to push Sinclair's back. This isn't a sign of rejection, but rather Oria wants to see how Sinclair will push back against this. ]

[ Oria might have flipped a switch in Sinclair because he responds to that just as eagerly. His fingers curl a little harder against Oria's hair as tugs him closer, sucking at Oria's tongue in turn and then he's pressing back with his own tongue, sliding it along Oria's]

[ This is a lot better than he hoped for. He feels Sinclair's fingers in his hair and tries not to make a sound, since his reaction was really hot to see and feel for himself. Sinclair being confident like he knows what he's doing is very, very attractive to Oria.

But still, he returns the kiss just as much, tongue meeting tongue until he withdraws and breaks the kiss. They're not very far away, and Oria's breathing is a little heavy. ]

[ Sinclair lays there for a moment, panting softly, fingers still curled in Oria's hair.]

Oria...

[He leans in nuzzling at Oria's jaw, still flushed]

Hm? What is it, Emil?

[ Oria almost coos when Sinclair says his name, running his fingers through his hair again. ]

Mm... I've forgotten.

[He kisses Oria's jaw, nipping playfully]

I'm just happy...

[ That he's here, with Oria against every odd in the world. ]

Edited 2023-09-16 06:38 (UTC)

Yeah? I'm really happy too.

[ Warmth blooms in his chest when he sees Sinclair so happy and wanting to be with him. It almost feels like a good blessing.

Oria leans in to kiss Sinclair again, wanting Sinclair to continue with what he was doing before, but this time as he kisses him, the hand in his hair slowly pulls away and relocates itself on Sinclair's side, slowly and gently sliding down over his clothes. ]

Mm.

[It's not hard at all to coax Sinclair into kissing Oria intently again, licking into his mouth with slow swipes of his tongue and tugging lightly at Oria's hair, to keep him close. His other hand stays linked with Oria's, entirely unwilling to let go any time soon.]

[ Oria briefly squeezes his hand as he returns the favor, tongue meeting tongue once more. Once that hand slides down to the hem, his thumb sneaks under the clothes to lightly brush over his skin. ]

[This time, the reaction Sinclair gives is more of a shiver, a tiny noise lost between their lips as he sucks at Oria's tongue. He realises he doesn't mind at all if Oria wanted to touch him more there. He shifts, sliding his leg forward to tangle their legs together. He can't touch Oria the same way - not without jostling Oria's wound - but he can at least do this]

[ The shiver makes Oria want to do more, but he first ends the kiss by gradually closing his mouth and finishing with a peck to the lips. ]

Is this okay?

[ By that, as if to remind Sinclair, Oria's thumb brushes up a little higher on his skin. ]

Yeah, it's fine.

[Sinclair shivers again, but he gives tiny little nod, cheeks flushing hard. It's one thing to be making out with Oria intently. It's a new level of dizzying to feel Oria's palm against his bare skin. He hesitates and drops his hands to tug at the hem of his sweater meaningfully. ]

Should I...?

[Take it off? He's already warm enough and maybe it'd make it easier for both of them]

Only if you want to.

[ He won't force Sinclair. They can go slow. It's just a sweater vest. Sinclair has a button up under it. So it's fine. It'll be fine.

Oria actually feels nervous. This isn't his first time touching someone under their shirt and yet...

But he slides his hand under the shirt now. It's so warm. ]

Mm.

[ It's just a sweater vest. But his pulse still quickens as he pulls it off and drops it behind him. Then he's pressing back in again, his breath catching as Oria's hand presses against his skin. No one's ever touched him like this and he prickles with awareness of it all. His fingers curl against Oria's shirt and he presses his lips to Oria's neck, nipping lightly]

[ The nipping feels nice, but it's only because Sinclair is doing it.

But Oria shifts his hand upwards a little, feeling the bandages around Sinclair's torso. Oria also has bandages around his own torso, but they're thicker than the usual bandages. His own stomach area was shot, but he barely managed to avoid getting shot in the vitals or any internal organ. Still, everything hurts when he's not on pain medication.

He feels the old scars on Sinclair's body as his hand starts moving around to his back. Whoever hurt him, he'll make them pay if he ever finds out who they are. ]

... you're worrying again.

[ Sinclair murmurs against Oria's neck, trying to contain another shiver when Oria's hand moves over his side - he's ticklish, even now - but mostly he's just aware of how warm Oria's hand is against his skin. His own bandages are much thinner - he wasn't downplaying their purpose. It really was just to keep his injuries from getting aggravated. They're probably ready to come off though]

[ Oria is surprised for a moment. He didn't expect to be called out so easily and it makes him laugh a little. ]

I can't believe you can just tell without even looking at my face. Also, your bandages are about to become undone. Let's get you some fresh ones after, okay?

[ He kisses the top of Sinclair's head as his hand moves further to the center of his back where a finger trails down his spine very softly. ]

Edited 2023-09-16 22:43 (UTC)

It was the way you were touching me.

[He nuzzles back into Oria's neck, his breath catching as Oria's finger trails down his spine. His hands tighten against Oria's shoulders briefly]

Mm. Okay. Might not need any fresh ones after...

[It should be healed?]

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