[ Even if Sylvain somehow wasn't - Claude's not going to offer a chance for anything but complete attention. Of course, there's an obvious destination at the end of his hand's path. Which is also why Claude, in a different and likely equally predictable move, veers off the course at the last minute to trace the seam of where Sylvain's thigh meets his hip back along the outside of it after deciding fabric in the way won't do.
He's pulled a bit closer which gets another smirk from Claude before he leans in to steal an intentionally short kiss to cover up taking another step forward of his own. That hand of Sylvain's on the move is distracting, but not enough to throw him off from his mission yet. All the better for Claude to tug that offending and still mostly unbuttoned vest up enough to slip a couple fingertips beneath Sylvain's waistband to conveniently brush what little amount of skin is there.
Not enough for his liking since he'd rather the shirt wasn't in the way, but he can be patient. His hand once in red hair drops to the back of the other's neck to study him while sliding his fingertips along the inside of the waistband, and this time the belt buckle gets undone. ]
Who says it's mindreading when we've already been over what you can learn from watching someone? And trust me, I already know I'm right. [ The closure to the pants goes next and now with extra room to work, Claude slips his hand inside but no further and waits with his hand now resting on Sylvain's lower stomach. ] Might as well spit out whatever it is since you might like what you're rewarded with.
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[ Even if Sylvain somehow wasn't - Claude's not going to offer a chance for anything but complete attention. Of course, there's an obvious destination at the end of his hand's path. Which is also why Claude, in a different and likely equally predictable move, veers off the course at the last minute to trace the seam of where Sylvain's thigh meets his hip back along the outside of it after deciding fabric in the way won't do.
He's pulled a bit closer which gets another smirk from Claude before he leans in to steal an intentionally short kiss to cover up taking another step forward of his own. That hand of Sylvain's on the move is distracting, but not enough to throw him off from his mission yet. All the better for Claude to tug that offending and still mostly unbuttoned vest up enough to slip a couple fingertips beneath Sylvain's waistband to conveniently brush what little amount of skin is there.
Not enough for his liking since he'd rather the shirt wasn't in the way, but he can be patient. His hand once in red hair drops to the back of the other's neck to study him while sliding his fingertips along the inside of the waistband, and this time the belt buckle gets undone. ]
Who says it's mindreading when we've already been over what you can learn from watching someone? And trust me, I already know I'm right. [ The closure to the pants goes next and now with extra room to work, Claude slips his hand inside but no further and waits with his hand now resting on Sylvain's lower stomach. ] Might as well spit out whatever it is since you might like what you're rewarded with.