[ Sylvain's reactions in these sorts of intimate situations aren't sights that she's had the opportunity to see which has everything to do with her nervousness and uncertainty of her place here with them. It doesn't escape her that it's uncharacteristic of her to be so filled with doubt. But instead of the impending doom that had come hand in hand with her uncertainty, there's a spark of excitement there instead spurred on by the look she catches in Sylvain's eyes.
When she feels Claude's hands snaking beneath the fabric of her dress, she has half a mind to scold him to remind him for the umpteenth time to be careful. Instead, the brush of skin against her nipples leaves her feeling a little breathless in spite of herself and the subsequent complaint flies from her mind.
She can feel the way her cheeks are flush from the attention from both Claude's wandering hands and lips and Sylvain's amber gaze affixed on the pair of them.The last thing she knows she should do is overthink this. She'd been with Claude so many times before. And yet it's different because they haven't so much as kissed since their fight and they certainly haven't done more than that with Sylvain present.
Her head tilts, allowing more room for Claude to continue his journey across her skin as her arm drapes languidly around his neck. ]
If Sylvain's getting comfortable, it's only fair we do too, right? Why don't you start with my dress, Claude?
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When she feels Claude's hands snaking beneath the fabric of her dress, she has half a mind to scold him to remind him for the umpteenth time to be careful. Instead, the brush of skin against her nipples leaves her feeling a little breathless in spite of herself and the subsequent complaint flies from her mind.
She can feel the way her cheeks are flush from the attention from both Claude's wandering hands and lips and Sylvain's amber gaze affixed on the pair of them.The last thing she knows she should do is overthink this. She'd been with Claude so many times before. And yet it's different because they haven't so much as kissed since their fight and they certainly haven't done more than that with Sylvain present.
Her head tilts, allowing more room for Claude to continue his journey across her skin as her arm drapes languidly around his neck. ]
If Sylvain's getting comfortable, it's only fair we do too, right? Why don't you start with my dress, Claude?