In Sylvain's own opinion, if he had any talent at anything, it was flirting and making out... and then sabotaging the relationship. Stepping closer, he contently leans into the kiss, his hands moving to rest against Kirk's chest.
[ Well, kissing him wasn't going to sabotage anything - at least, not
for Kirk. Now for anyone else Sylvain was seeing... But that wasn't his
worry, was it? He kept Sylvain close as they kissed, hands massaging the
curve of his hips, moving to draw slow circles at the small of his back.
]
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[ Well, kissing him wasn't going to sabotage anything - at least, not for Kirk. Now for anyone else Sylvain was seeing... But that wasn't his worry, was it? He kept Sylvain close as they kissed, hands massaging the curve of his hips, moving to draw slow circles at the small of his back. ]