Sylvain heaves a playfully disappointed sigh as he lets his own hands drop to slide over Jesper's now-bared torso, returning the favor. One thumb teases over an exposed nipple, even as he lets his gaze drag down the lean lines of his body, fingers following the path his fingers explore. His lips quirk in an appreciative smirk, letting his fingers trail lower over his stomach to start unfastening his pants as well.
"And 'sweet' is definitely not something I'm used to being called. Pretty sure that might have actually been more scandalous than my real reputation, back home. And absolutely no one would believe you."
Well. Maybe except Mercy, but she'd always had a different viewpoint of him than the others. One of the rare few.
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Sylvain heaves a playfully disappointed sigh as he lets his own hands drop to slide over Jesper's now-bared torso, returning the favor. One thumb teases over an exposed nipple, even as he lets his gaze drag down the lean lines of his body, fingers following the path his fingers explore. His lips quirk in an appreciative smirk, letting his fingers trail lower over his stomach to start unfastening his pants as well.
"And 'sweet' is definitely not something I'm used to being called. Pretty sure that might have actually been more scandalous than my real reputation, back home. And absolutely no one would believe you."
Well. Maybe except Mercy, but she'd always had a different viewpoint of him than the others. One of the rare few.