[ Basch nods thoughtfully. He'd seen that sort of stress and infighting over some of those he served beside. It was why it was easy to agree to keep things secret. He wasn't sure how he felt about the idea of many or one; he loved those he worked with, and he served whoever needed it, but he suspected that was different somehow.
The idea that people's hearts can hold space for many makes sense to him, even if some part of him balks at taking so much space. Is not one meal enough? For him. For Sylvain, he wants the world.
It's not until Sylvain says he likes having Basch's attention that he realizes there was some sadness vying in him too. It's not something he can untangle now, but the relief he's willing to hold onto. ]
Mmm, not jealous, but certainly possessive. [ He closes the space between them to kiss again, a little firm, a little teasing, pleased to be wanted and wanting it to continue. ] I'll think of you with or without memory on my skin, but I cannot deny I enjoy it.
And you? Your reflection suggested your wish to be equally claimed in this way. [ Teasing, beginning to wind up for their inevitable next round, but genuinely asking too. He wanted to give Sylvain what he would enjoy, to the greatest extent of his ability. He wanted to be thought of fondly, whether they met again or not. ]
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Date: 2024-01-18 02:05 am (UTC)The idea that people's hearts can hold space for many makes sense to him, even if some part of him balks at taking so much space. Is not one meal enough? For him. For Sylvain, he wants the world.
It's not until Sylvain says he likes having Basch's attention that he realizes there was some sadness vying in him too. It's not something he can untangle now, but the relief he's willing to hold onto. ]
Mmm, not jealous, but certainly possessive. [ He closes the space between them to kiss again, a little firm, a little teasing, pleased to be wanted and wanting it to continue. ] I'll think of you with or without memory on my skin, but I cannot deny I enjoy it.
And you? Your reflection suggested your wish to be equally claimed in this way. [ Teasing, beginning to wind up for their inevitable next round, but genuinely asking too. He wanted to give Sylvain what he would enjoy, to the greatest extent of his ability. He wanted to be thought of fondly, whether they met again or not. ]