[ Sylvain's own smile softens somewhat as he chuckles, enjoying the feel of those fingers in his hair as he bends his head to brush his lips against Claude's. His arms are wound loosely about his lips and the music is just hushed background noise now. ]
I guess I must be. Imagine that. [ A slow, brief kiss before he rests his forehead against Claude's, meeting his gaze with affection in his eyes. ] In case I forgot to say it earlier... thanks for all this. Tonight was... really great.
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I guess I must be. Imagine that. [ A slow, brief kiss before he rests his forehead against Claude's, meeting his gaze with affection in his eyes. ] In case I forgot to say it earlier... thanks for all this. Tonight was... really great.