[ He should have known Claude would start stealing his moves sooner or later. He's too amused at the moment to even be annoyed over it. He watches with a dark gaze as Claude smoothly skims his hands down over both of them, teasing with his touch, before he works at sliding more of Hilda's skirt off, since Sylvain still holds her lifted off the mattress enough now that they can work it out from beneath her together.
Still, he continues trailing slow, lingering kisses against her bare throat and shoulder now, since his hands are very much occupied holding her in place. ]
You're the one with the front row seat, darling. You'd be the first to notice just how much Claude is enjoying this particular show.
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Still, he continues trailing slow, lingering kisses against her bare throat and shoulder now, since his hands are very much occupied holding her in place. ]
You're the one with the front row seat, darling. You'd be the first to notice just how much Claude is enjoying this particular show.