[ It's a look Sylvain has only rarely seen on Claude's face, an expression so tender that his own movements falter for a moment before he continues what he'd been doing. It's rare the other man lets something be so evident in his expression and that had been enough to catch him off-guard but he's quick to hide it behind a quiet chuckle as he continues kissing his way along the bared flesh of Hilda's shoulders.
Hands ease the fabric of her dress down her torso once it's loose enough to shed, revealing the tantalizing lace hidden beneath it and now he does give a soft groan of appreciation, letting his fingers skim down along the line of her ribs. The thin fabric isn't enough to block the heat of her body - or his fingers exploring. ]
Noted. Definitely noted. [ A pause, before he shoots the man a sly grin over Hilda's shoulder, lips still trailing whisper-light kisses against warm skin. ] You do know how to do that much, right?
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Hands ease the fabric of her dress down her torso once it's loose enough to shed, revealing the tantalizing lace hidden beneath it and now he does give a soft groan of appreciation, letting his fingers skim down along the line of her ribs. The thin fabric isn't enough to block the heat of her body - or his fingers exploring. ]
Noted. Definitely noted. [ A pause, before he shoots the man a sly grin over Hilda's shoulder, lips still trailing whisper-light kisses against warm skin. ] You do know how to do that much, right?