[It's easy to help Sylvain out of his pants, lifting those hips up so he can slide them off of him, revealing the rest of his pale skin. It's not like it's the first time he's seen the other naked but it's certainly the first time he's seen him in this sort of setting. And he can tell why he's widely considered to be so attractive.
It rather astounds him that Sylvain finds him attractive at all in comparison now that he thinks about it. With looks like this to compare to, well, he doesn't hold a candle to him. He's barely even a thread against this tapestry. While he's hardly ashamed of his own appearance, he has been told for a number of years now how unappealing he is because of where he comes from. Even he's not invulnerable to words of that nature.
Still, he doesn't comment on it, feeling his skin tingle pleasantly as lips press against revealed flesh. After years of battles (and not to mention some time in the prison) Dedue is almost more scar than anything else. He's not ashamed of any of them but this is certainly a first to have them looked upon in such a fashion.
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It rather astounds him that Sylvain finds him attractive at all in comparison now that he thinks about it. With looks like this to compare to, well, he doesn't hold a candle to him. He's barely even a thread against this tapestry. While he's hardly ashamed of his own appearance, he has been told for a number of years now how unappealing he is because of where he comes from. Even he's not invulnerable to words of that nature.
Still, he doesn't comment on it, feeling his skin tingle pleasantly as lips press against revealed flesh. After years of battles (and not to mention some time in the prison) Dedue is almost more scar than anything else. He's not ashamed of any of them but this is certainly a first to have them looked upon in such a fashion.
He finds he...doesn't mind it.]