[ Gods those sounds are so pretty. So is the knowledge once again that while the collar and air will fan arousal, they won't create attraction where there is none, not without more direct magic. Whatever this is, it lives somewhere in Sylvain. And it's deep.

He scratches gently against Sylvain's scalp before getting a firmer grip on the other's hair, preparing to guide them both. ]

It seems your mouth is full, little pet. So tap me twice for me to pause, and three times if you want me to withdraw. Tap me once if you agree and twice if you don't.