[ Gods it's hard to believe he isn't dreaming. That soft touch is almost more than his heart can take. He keeps the other pulled close, hand sliding up over Sylvain's cock's head to tease there. ]

I hadn't expected you to warm to me this quickly. You truly are a treasure.

[ He wants...more. More mornings like this. More pretty noises. More chances to show off his -- willing -- pet. Gods, he's a greedy, shameless fuck. ]

I want to make you feel this good and this tired as often as you'll let me.

[ He twists his hand faster, other hand dipping down to cup balls, lips skating under the other's ear. ]