[ Kaveh's lips part a little in silent surprise when Sylvain holds up the bags. Even from here, he can see that it seems like a lot of food for two people—and then the other explains why, and he finds himself laughing, expression warm. ]
Mm, note to self—
[ He's interrupted in his musing though by the wind of an arm around his waist, the kiss pressed to his lips. His lips warm in a renewed smile, fond and warm as he looks up at the other man. ]
How could I not? [ he responds, a flirtatious lilt to his voice as he winks. ]
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Mm, note to self—
[ He's interrupted in his musing though by the wind of an arm around his waist, the kiss pressed to his lips. His lips warm in a renewed smile, fond and warm as he looks up at the other man. ]
How could I not? [ he responds, a flirtatious lilt to his voice as he winks. ]