[ There's a mischievous tone in Sylvain's voice as he gives Hilda a little boost, feeling her pick her face up from where she'd momentarily buried it in the crook of his neck. It had made him smile, fond and pleased, and his thumbs stroke absent shapes against the inside of her thighs from where he holds her in place ]
The wine, anyway. That was easier than a platter of food. Although I managed it at the vampire ball... I should have grabbed one of you to play distraction and we mighta been able to escape with several.
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[ There's a mischievous tone in Sylvain's voice as he gives Hilda a little boost, feeling her pick her face up from where she'd momentarily buried it in the crook of his neck. It had made him smile, fond and pleased, and his thumbs stroke absent shapes against the inside of her thighs from where he holds her in place ]
The wine, anyway. That was easier than a platter of food. Although I managed it at the vampire ball... I should have grabbed one of you to play distraction and we mighta been able to escape with several.