Byleth chuckles under his breath, pulling away and standing, offering his hand to help Emet up.
"I think that's a fine idea."
As they do file out, Byleth's mind is split between pondering the play and thinking about what's to come next. Thinking on the whole experience, every little detail and minutia so carefully placed, and the reminder that Emet really did create all of that. Illusion though it may be, it was an impressive one. Incredible.
That is still contending with the thought of this man bound up so lovely in bed, trembling under his touch. What sweet sounds he'll make, and the kinds of expressions that will pass over his face.
The moment they are outside however, he does take the chance to wrap him up in a deeper kiss, something more needing and heated. When he breaks it, he's a bit out of breath himself. An expression of clear desire even through his mask.
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"I think that's a fine idea."
As they do file out, Byleth's mind is split between pondering the play and thinking about what's to come next. Thinking on the whole experience, every little detail and minutia so carefully placed, and the reminder that Emet really did create all of that. Illusion though it may be, it was an impressive one. Incredible.
That is still contending with the thought of this man bound up so lovely in bed, trembling under his touch. What sweet sounds he'll make, and the kinds of expressions that will pass over his face.
The moment they are outside however, he does take the chance to wrap him up in a deeper kiss, something more needing and heated. When he breaks it, he's a bit out of breath himself. An expression of clear desire even through his mask.
"Shall we, then?"