September and secret nsfw october shenanigans

[insinning]

Who: Emil Sinclair (Vogel) and anyone/everyone
When: All over September
What: Catch all, exploration, overflow + dungeon runs; lots of feelings and grieving and murderous thoughts.
Warnings: Nsfw in 25/9 thread just to be safe

 

"Over all the hilltops
Is quiet now,
In all the treetops
Hearest thou
Hardly a breath;
the birds are asleep in the trees:
Wait, soon like these
Thou too shalt rest."

Comments

[dissimulative]

... No.

[ Oria breathes out with a bit of frustration. It's his own fault for not controlling himself. That's what he'll think of it as. ]

But you... you're so cute. It makes it really hard for me to hold back.

[insinning]

[ Oh...was that what Oria was thinking? Sinclair blushes a little harder, his heart racing along with it]

...you don't need to hold back with me.

I don't mind.

[ In fact, Sinclair might enjoy it]

[dissimulative]

I mind, because it means my self-control needs work.

[ Oria huffs. He knows Sinclair would like it! Even if the fact alone makes him feel happy, that's not the point!!! The human dilemma of choice swings at full force right now. ]

... Maybe this is why we shouldn't be allowed to live with each other.

[ Oria laughs a little. It's just a joke. Sure. He leans in to lightly bump his forehead with Sinclair's. ]

I love you so much. The things I want to do to you because of that are sometimes better off stuck in my head.

[ He swears he's not a part of the Wave....... he's just like this. ]

[insinning]

Isn't it fine to let go once in awhile?

[Sinclair tips his head up to bump their noses together. He's so flustered right now, and also deeply curious. Has Oria always been thinking this way or is this recent?]

Now you've just made me curious...what have you been holding back?

[dissimulative]

Lots of things! I mean, I know you'd probably like them, but... still. I want to retain some sort of... I don't know, decency? No, that's not it.

[ Oria bumps their noses together like an eskimo kiss. ]

You say once in a while, but I feel like it's been more... often...

[ ugh. don't perceive him right now. ]

But I still want you.

[insinning]

[Oh. Be steady his heart. Sinclair blushes harder--maybe Oria isn't wrong about that but, well, it's not like either of them mind.

It's still...He kisses Oria again with a tiny huff]

...it makes me happy when you say that.

[dissimulative]

Does it?

[ It's a rhetorical question. Sinclair doesn't need to answer it. Oria smiles, leaning in to return the kiss. It starts out gentle, but it gets deeper and rougher in no time at all. If this would make him happy, he wonders how much further he'd have to go to make Sinclair feel like he's on cloud nine. ]

[insinning]

[Sinclair feels dizzy already with how Oria kisses him. He moans into the kiss, soft and approving, his lips parting for Oria's willingly. He's definitely happy like this, warm and wanted in a way he didn't know he needed]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria notes how Sinclair is already making sounds that usually doesn't happen until further in or if Oria initiates something that's more than a kiss. When his lips part, Oria takes the chance to slide his tongue inside. Honestly, right now... Oria is happy to just make out with Sinclair however as long as he can, so he'll keep doing that, making the kiss as fervent and passionate in a way that could tell Sinclair of how much he loves him. ]

[insinning]

[Is he just responding to Oria's desire? Yes. He can't help it. He arches up, sliding his fingers through Oria's hair to keep him from moving back too soon as he kisses back eagerly, letting Oria take the lead. It usually takes a little longer for Sinclair to get like this...it doesn't matter. Oria wants him and he wants Oria]

[dissimulative]

[ The feeling sure is mutual, especially when Oria continues the kiss despite the fingers in his hair. There is no way that he's stopping now, but the kiss is all he does. Nothing more, apart from sitting on top of him. ]

[insinning]

[Except. Hm. It's nice. He likes this a lot. But he's beginning to get impatient now too. Especially when he has the feeling Oria might be teasing him. Again.

Is it alright to let Oria keep getting away with it...?]

Oria...

[Sinclair breaks the kiss briefly, smiles, and then pushes Oria back so he's sitting on top of him instead. Then he's pressing Oria into the bed, kissing him intently again.]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria lets out a small sound of surprised confusion for a moment before he's promptly kissed after being pushed onto his back. He wasn't thinking to tease Sinclair this time, but seeing Sinclair take initiative is nice too. At this point, Oria doesn't care how—as long as he gets Sinclair in some way and more, he would be satisfied for the time being. Oria doesn't hesitate to be greedy. He wants as much of Sinclair that his boyfriend is willing to give.

So his arms wrap around Sinclair's torso to keep the body against his own while they kiss. He doesn’t take care to make the kiss neat—he occasionally sucks and bites at Sinclair's tongue to try and stimulate him more. ]

[insinning]

[ Everything feels like a lot, for some reason. He kisses Oria deeply, licking at the roof of his mouth as he presses down against his body,
reaching for Oria's hand to link their fingers together. If Oria is willing to let him keep going, he'll keep pushing ]

[dissimulative]

[ Making out is nice.

That's why Oria releases one of the arms from the hug so that he could hold his hand with Sinclair's, fingers lacing with each other. There's no pushback or anything that would show Oria rejecting the notion. Instead, the arm just pulls at him tighter into Oria's hold, even if itwould make it slightly harder to breathe. ]

[insinning]

[ Sinclair doesn't mind, kissing Oria with more intent as he gets pulled in closer, squeezing at Oria's hand. Making out like this is nice. He breaks the kiss to nuzzle at Oria's jaw and catch his breath, pressing hot kisses along the curve of it]

[dissimulative]

[ When the kiss finally breaks, Oria is left panting for air. With the kisses along the curve of his neck, Sinclair can probably feel the low vibrations on his lips as Oria purrs from the back of his throat. He's really liking it today... ]

[insinning]

[Sinclair can feel it, and it's a real turn on, a goad to his desire he didn't realise he wanted. He swallows, nuzzling a little lower, as he pushes the scarf off Oria's neck to suck at a spot just over Oria's pulse point. He has to let go of Oria's hand to steady himself, sucking hard at the spot to leave a dark mark that wouldn't fade too quickly. It's fine. The scarf should cover up this spot at least.]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria squirms a little under Sinclair when he sucks at his neck, quietly breathing out as he turns his head to the side, letting him have free reign over whatever he wants to do.

But still, Oria won't let him do all the work. He folds his leg up and tries to slot that between Sinclair's so that he can rub his thigh against Sinclair's hips. ]

[insinning]

[Sinclair makes a shuddery noise, grinding his hips down on Oria's thigh as he nibbles lightly at Oria's ear, and then presses another sucking kiss along his neck. Did Oria like that too? He wants to keep exploring all the things Oria likes.

His hands slide down, pushing off Oria's hooded vest, his hands slipping under the hem of his shirt. He feels even more needy now, heady with the desire to get his hands all over his boyfriend.]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria's breath hitches when Sinclair nibbles on the ear with the piercings and tenses up—moreso when he leaves another mark on the neck with a small sound... a whine, maybe? His breathing gets heavier when he feels Sinclair's hand going under his shirt and squirms under him a little. ]

[insinning]

[Oh. That sound does things to his head. Sinclair mouths carefully at Oria's ear again, teasing with his tongue just around the piercings. Then he's pushing Oria's shirt up further so he can slide his hands up higher, tracing over the firm panes of Oria's chest]

[dissimulative]

[ His ear, normally in the real world, they would have been just clip-ons. No extra sensitivity. In the game, they're much more real as actual piercings and the slight tenderness around the pierced areas make his entire body tense and shudder as Sinclair licks around them. ]

Emil, that... tickles...

[ His reactions definitely don't match with it being "ticklish", but perhaps Oria said the wrong word on purpose from how embarrassed he feels. ]

[insinning]

Does it?

[Sinclair's eyes are bright with interest; Oria's ears weren't really pierced offline. But here...

It was definitely interesting. He really likes it.

He teases a little more at Oria's ear, as his hands frame Oria's chest, rubbing gently at his nipples]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria lets out a very quiet whine as he tries to bring his leg closer to himself, which means his thigh presses harder against Sinclair. The redness is a little more visible on his face than usual. ]