[So that feels good for Sylvain too. To have such attention to his skin. That's something he files away in the back of his mind as he presses his hands to the soft skin. His own hands are so rough from years and years of labor and battle but he hopes that the other won't mind that. After all, there's nothing Dedue can do to change them now.
Another kiss is pressed to the other side, a little more confident this time since he has confirmation that it's well received. Then one more to his neck right over his pulse. He remembers Sylvain biting him but he doesn't feel comfortable yet returning that kind of attention. Not until he has better understanding of how to not bring harm while doing it.
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Another kiss is pressed to the other side, a little more confident this time since he has confirmation that it's well received. Then one more to his neck right over his pulse. He remembers Sylvain biting him but he doesn't feel comfortable yet returning that kind of attention. Not until he has better understanding of how to not bring harm while doing it.
But kisses? Kisses he can do.]