[oh wow, when was the last time he's had aftercare that he wasn't handling himself? sizhui blinks once, twice, mouth agape as he's momentarily taken aback, but he shakes his head and gestures toward a cubby tucked into the nearest corner with some handtowels stacked on it.] One of those is fine. [only then does he prop a bit more upright, watching intently as byleth gets up.]
...th-thank you, Byleth. [why else does he say? he's a bit bashful now.]
[ Outside of oral, this is what Byleth excels at. He fetches the towels and goes about cleaning them both up before setting them aside. Giving Sizhui a kiss before heading for the ladder. ]
[this aftercare has barely even started and byleth's already made sizhui blush and gape twice now; the first time with his initial offer, then again when he kisses him once they've gotten all cleaned up.
he's prepared to move, yet hesitates, expression somewhat wrinkled, though he softens into a faint smile once he figures that maybe arguing would be counter-productive.]
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...th-thank you, Byleth. [why else does he say? he's a bit bashful now.]
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You relax. I'll fetch the tea.
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he's prepared to move, yet hesitates, expression somewhat wrinkled, though he softens into a faint smile once he figures that maybe arguing would be counter-productive.]
Okay... but do let me know if you need any help.