[ That just earns Sylvain a tsk like he's somehow been ruffled by such a statement. ]
Kinda think I should be the one flattered, since-
[ Hold that thought since it's interrupted by a decidedly none too subtle inhale when those teeth mark his neck, and there's no covering for it when his grip on Sylvain's hair tightens in the same instant. Which, well: there goes that train of thought as he has to scramble for another one.
What was Sylvain saying? Right - promises, or something. ]
Persuaded, huh. Wasn't that what me leaving the boots on was for?
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Kinda think I should be the one flattered, since-
[ Hold that thought since it's interrupted by a decidedly none too subtle inhale when those teeth mark his neck, and there's no covering for it when his grip on Sylvain's hair tightens in the same instant. Which, well: there goes that train of thought as he has to scramble for another one.
What was Sylvain saying? Right - promises, or something. ]
Persuaded, huh. Wasn't that what me leaving the boots on was for?