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[philancer]

[ He's halfway bent in to deliver that kiss when Claude delivers that second half of his request. Which means the kiss is a little more full of laughter than he intended. He lingers anyway, playfully nipping at warm flesh before his tongue tangles with Claude's. ]

Should have known you had ulterior motives here. But your logic is sound. This time. I suppose I'll allow it.

[ He remains braced there, letting Claude do whatever he likes. Most of it will be something he's happy to go along with anyway, and he's curious - as always - to see what the other man will do. Besides. He'd anticipated them ending up here sooner or later, once clothes started coming off.

And maybe he just enjoyed any excuse to have Claude's attention - and hands - on him. ]

[godshattering]

This time.

[ That comes out of his mouth first with a mock scoff post kiss and those familiar little bites, mostly in hopes of not only encouraging more but also because Sylvain's laughter warms him as always and through that comes the desire for more of it.

Or, well. The desire for more of Sylvain as usual, though he's working towards making that part clear even as he continues to linger and not making any more movements to take it further beyond the searching out of skin hidden beneath. He will in due time - possibly after some more teasing as they also tend to do far beyond this incredibly mild version of it now while he continues to look up at Sylvain with a smile softened by affection.

Something he's attempted to hide less and less, and with the course of this night in particular with it crystallizing into something more concrete he's willing to name - to himself - it's impossible to avoid. ]

As long as you allow it, I suppose. But in that case I'm requesting to unwrap you indoors since I want to make sure there's room to, say, appreciate everything.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain just gives a playful hum at that, stealing one more kiss before pulling back enough to give Claude a playful look, full of dark promise. ]

Well. I suppose whatever the birthday boy wants, the birthday boy gets.

[ He holds out a hand to help haul him to his feet, crooked grin on his lips and anticipation in his gaze. ]

Far be it from me to deny you anything, after all.

[godshattering]

A good answer, and one I'll keep in mind for your birthday next time it's here.

[ Something he's certain will be here before they know it considering it's also occurred to him that next month is a year since Sylvain arrived. That'll demand its own celebration.

It's one he'll have to think about later since for now he takes Sylvain's hand and links their fingers together before tugging him along to the indoors. ]

And I meant both answers, by the way.

[ A quick grin's flashed over his shoulder to the man following him since that elaboration probably wasn't needed, but they're answers he intends to put to use now just as much as they will be for Sylvain's birthday, or any occasion, or most anything when that warmth in his chest only grows after turning back around to lead Sylvain into his room. Something else to put to use as he shuts the door behind them to pull him in for another kiss in hopes it'll come through like before now and all the other times as they make their way to the bed. ]