[ If there was one regret Claude could find right now, the only one would be not getting to fully watch Sylvain as he gets closer and closer. Each noise, that lift of his hips all paint a picture in his mind to fill in what he can't see, and so does the tug in his hair he recognizes even as that choked off moan comes with his prize for a job well done.

Claude swallows and with a couple more passes over the other's cock in hopes of drawing out that pleasure a bit longer before letting him go to subtly wipe a hand across his mouth while sitting up. As he goes he trails a couple of kisses across Sylvain's stomach before sitting up to prop himself up now on his hands against the mattress on either side of the other's shoulders for the perfect vantage point to watch him catch his breath with a smile. It's a sight that's never gotten old, and now's no exception, and not only because - ]

I think that was one of the better compliments I've ever received, though I have to also admit I think that every time.