[ The reaction is unexpected, especially since the times where Sylvain shows some vulnerability are few and far between. It's actually rather refreshing to seem him be the one getting flustered instead of causing the reaction in others, though Byleth isn't sure if he said or did anything to cause it. Maybe simply being honest about his own feelings was more than Sylvain could take. Who knows?
His own expression crinkles slightly, lips turned up at the edges as he cups Sylvain's cheek. ]
Cute.
[ It's a quiet admission that slips free even if he's not sure how much Sylvain can see or hear of him, though his form is steadily growing more stable, enough that he thinks Sylvain can feel the warmth of his palm. His fingers drift a little lower, cupping the back of his neck to push Sylvain's face downwards until their lips touch. It's a whisper of a kiss, not unlike his voice just now, still full of slight hesitation and uncertainty, but he likes the nervous tension running through his veins, steadily giving him the life that had been robbed from him through that app.
His fingers wind around the hair at the nape of his neck, stroking the patch of skin beneath as he pulls away, still entranced by the way Sylvain looks right now -far younger than he had moments ago. Far more alluring. ]
Follow me.
[ His hand motions to Sylvain as he leads him towards the bed, a silent invitation laden in the simple gesture, one he doesn't know if Sylvain will commit to wholeheartedly. Maybe he's simply not used to being pursued with sincerity yet. ]
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His own expression crinkles slightly, lips turned up at the edges as he cups Sylvain's cheek. ]
Cute.
[ It's a quiet admission that slips free even if he's not sure how much Sylvain can see or hear of him, though his form is steadily growing more stable, enough that he thinks Sylvain can feel the warmth of his palm. His fingers drift a little lower, cupping the back of his neck to push Sylvain's face downwards until their lips touch. It's a whisper of a kiss, not unlike his voice just now, still full of slight hesitation and uncertainty, but he likes the nervous tension running through his veins, steadily giving him the life that had been robbed from him through that app.
His fingers wind around the hair at the nape of his neck, stroking the patch of skin beneath as he pulls away, still entranced by the way Sylvain looks right now -far younger than he had moments ago. Far more alluring. ]
Follow me.
[ His hand motions to Sylvain as he leads him towards the bed, a silent invitation laden in the simple gesture, one he doesn't know if Sylvain will commit to wholeheartedly. Maybe he's simply not used to being pursued with sincerity yet. ]