[ If only Basch knew how dangerous that was. Trusting him. Sylvain was not a trustworthy person. Especially when it came to matters of intimacy.
But he doesn't say that, even if he feels a pang. Feels a sting of shame that he might be somehow lying to the other man, even if it by omission. Instead, he kisses him again, softer this time. Almost an apology. ]
Honestly? I can't imagine ever growing tired of you. Of this. [ As far as confessions go, this one is soft and uncertain. hesitant. ] That... It's not something I've ever had before.
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But he doesn't say that, even if he feels a pang. Feels a sting of shame that he might be somehow lying to the other man, even if it by omission. Instead, he kisses him again, softer this time. Almost an apology. ]
Honestly? I can't imagine ever growing tired of you. Of this. [ As far as confessions go, this one is soft and uncertain. hesitant. ] That... It's not something I've ever had before.