[ Basch is still punishing himself, inside, that he wants this, that he's doing this, but gods above the last of his resolve shatters with that teasing tongue, with how undeniably pleased that moan is. ]

I am going to fuck you so well we're both dizzy [ he growls, giving way to a much more demanding pace.

And now that he has a captive audience -- ]

You are terribly clever, and observant, and intelligent, and have an excellent head for command. You're good with your weapons, and with the horses, and with your peers, even though you pretend not to be. You are...a stunningly gifted man, Sylvain. [ he's panting through it, heat blossoming in his gut, climax already threatening. Of course he's attracted to this fiery-haired menace. He hasn't known anyone this bold or vivid or sharp since his own youth. ]