[ Sylvain has no fucking clue what to do with a ball like that, in his court or not.
He also has no idea how to not do something that wasn’t strictly casual. Not with as intimate as they were. There’d always been a distinct line, before he came here. The people he considered friends, the people he let see increments of the real him, and those he fucked. And no one ever crossed that line, from one to another, or back again. Mixing those two things spelled certain disaster and he already left enough of that in his wake.
He looks a little uncomfortable to be pinned in place by that look, by the fingers gripping his chin and holding him caught there. Especially with those words. ]
It’s not. [ he doesn’t want Wriothesley to think that, for even a moment. ] It’s just that I don’t think that would make for a very long conversation, is all.
[ The long in-depth conversations he’s usually subjected to are far more often full of his faults and failures instead. Those, most people could go on for days and days about. ]
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He also has no idea how to not do something that wasn’t strictly casual. Not with as intimate as they were. There’d always been a distinct line, before he came here. The people he considered friends, the people he let see increments of the real him, and those he fucked. And no one ever crossed that line, from one to another, or back again. Mixing those two things spelled certain disaster and he already left enough of that in his wake.
He looks a little uncomfortable to be pinned in place by that look, by the fingers gripping his chin and holding him caught there. Especially with those words. ]
It’s not. [ he doesn’t want Wriothesley to think that, for even a moment. ] It’s just that I don’t think that would make for a very long conversation, is all.
[ The long in-depth conversations he’s usually subjected to are far more often full of his faults and failures instead. Those, most people could go on for days and days about. ]