[ There's the faintest raise of an eyebrow at the notion of any riding being turned around on him, and it's a motion that belies his (substantial) interest in it happening. Some of the eyebrow raise might be for Sylvain pretending like he's not responding to that very light touch, something else that could be even more direct.

It's tempting. After all, he's being outright invited to in so many ways. Ones which he'll get to in a few, but predictably not without some additional steps in between there first. ]

I have noticed how fond you are of me running my mouth a few times now. Seems only fitting you'd rather keep me talking than anything else since that counts as the movement, right?

[ One more stroke in a repeat of what he'd just done for good measure and just to provide some support for making it seem like this really is what he has planned. Tonight's not about teasing Sylvain for long, however; that's something he'll set aside for another night all depending on how the other man does with that hands and hips requirement.

With one last smirk - for now - Claude leans down to take Sylvain's cock into his mouth. Sort of, since his focus is on the head only with his length yet to follow. This time the intent behind it is lavishing attention rather than testing impatience as he lets his tongue trace over the tip in slow motions to start with a glance flashed up to towards the other's face.

After all, those reactions will determine how quickly he advances - not that he's going to stop to tell Sylvain as much instead of letting him figure it out. ]