[ Sylvain's chest, whether clothed or not, always gives Reign a sense of comfort as he snuggles against the redhead when tugged closer, making a soft sound of contentment as he gradually calms down from his high. ]

Mnhm. [ The vampire hums back with a lopsided smile of his own as glances up at Master. He cranes his neck just enough to press his lips to Sylvain's, tasting a bit of himself. ] Much better.

[ As he lies back down, Reign is reminded of the collar around his neck, and he huffs a tad, running his fingers along the leather. He'd nearly forgotten about that, and is now too blissed out to find the key to unlock it. ] This was an odd birthday present from the House, but having you fulfil my desire is the better gift.