[the second one is sweeter, longer, makes caspar want in a way he usually doesn't. whoa, cas. cool it. still...sylvain's lips are soft, and taste vaguely of the sorbet he knows everyone had after dinner tonight.]
I think this is forfeit enough.
[he grins back at Sylvain, and then practically flops, his head against Sylvain's broad chest.]
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Date: 2020-04-28 12:22 am (UTC)I think this is forfeit enough.
[he grins back at Sylvain, and then practically flops, his head against Sylvain's broad chest.]