[ The flopping back tugs on one of those strands of fondness he feels for the sulking man in question, and though he'd been the one to interrupt things headed down a path they know well by now Claude's also the first one to lean over to close the distance again. Even before what he knows is a challenge Sylvain means without hearing what the idea is first to say he's on board anyway - probably - and he's still chuckling just a bit before stealing that next kiss when pulling away entirely proves to be too much. ]

So certain, aren't we. [ This time the words are murmured against Sylvain's lips with the expected smirk weaving through the tone instead. Rather than going back to teasing Sylvain with his hand or thigh, instead Claude reaches up to run fingers through red hair he's come to cherish before winding them into it for a light tug. ] That'll just this idea all the more fun for us both since testing that might just be part of it.

[ 'Might' meaning it absolutely is, of course. ]