[ As eager as Reign is, he still carefully folds Sylvain's underwear and place it along with the rest of the man's clothing, before returning to kneel before Sylvain. There's something to be said about the contrast between them, one fully clothed pet, and his exquisitely naked Master.
He shivers lightly at Sylvain's words, his own gaze turning heated. ] Thank you, Master. [ Comes the reverend tone as the vampire shifts closer to press soft lips to Sylvain's right knee, peppering licks and kisses up the man's inner thigh. His fangs occasionally scrapes, but never quite enough pressure to pierce. Yet. He stops right before reaching Sylvain's groin, before doing the same on the other thigh. ]
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He shivers lightly at Sylvain's words, his own gaze turning heated. ] Thank you, Master. [ Comes the reverend tone as the vampire shifts closer to press soft lips to Sylvain's right knee, peppering licks and kisses up the man's inner thigh. His fangs occasionally scrapes, but never quite enough pressure to pierce. Yet. He stops right before reaching Sylvain's groin, before doing the same on the other thigh. ]