[ He's already reeling from the laughter and affection, anchored by the kiss more than anything. Then. That nickname -- a new one. Darling. Sylvain has been looser with them lately. Basch hadn't been sure at first if they had been teasing or some blanket flirting the other had picked up, but it's hard not to feel like they're for him with the other kissing him like that, laughing at him in a way that makes him feel oddly foolish and deeply safe all at once.
And his eyes are already widening at how thoroughly Sylvain is expressing liking Basch's ridiculous fantasy.
And then his heart skips, ears ringing as his lips part. He...did he hear that right? That's...not something he really ever expected to hear on Sylvain's lips, and the way the other is grinning at him, he's not...sure he knows he said it...
Frozen like a cornered hare, but only for a moment. The next he's surging against Sylvain, kissing him like he needs it to breathe, holding him like he had in the water, wishing for a moment he could hold him with all those extra appendages, feel all of him, keep him entirely entwined and safe and here, indefinitely. ]
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And his eyes are already widening at how thoroughly Sylvain is expressing liking Basch's ridiculous fantasy.
And then his heart skips, ears ringing as his lips part. He...did he hear that right? That's...not something he really ever expected to hear on Sylvain's lips, and the way the other is grinning at him, he's not...sure he knows he said it...
Frozen like a cornered hare, but only for a moment. The next he's surging against Sylvain, kissing him like he needs it to breathe, holding him like he had in the water, wishing for a moment he could hold him with all those extra appendages, feel all of him, keep him entirely entwined and safe and here, indefinitely. ]