As Byleth feels himself gradually freed, he looks back up at Dimitri as the man stammers out that proposal. Unfortunately for Dimitri, the faint tent of his trousers has been noticed. Byleth himself feeling an odd pang of excitement. Glancing back up at the man with an unusually shy demeanor for once. This is unbroken ground for him. The tickling that is, sex is nothing new, but being aroused over this is.
"Yes. Take me to your room." The straightforward answer is of course, direct and brief. He realizes only after how that sounds, and for a second he considers correcting himself but...
No. No he really does want Dimitri. He wants him badly. The thought comes up in full. He's thought it before. Plenty before. Never quite as real as this is though. Carefully, he reaches out and takes Dimitri's hand in his. Expression unchanging still, but he feels a kind of tingling left over from where he was touched before.
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"Yes. Take me to your room." The straightforward answer is of course, direct and brief. He realizes only after how that sounds, and for a second he considers correcting himself but...
No. No he really does want Dimitri. He wants him badly. The thought comes up in full. He's thought it before. Plenty before. Never quite as real as this is though. Carefully, he reaches out and takes Dimitri's hand in his. Expression unchanging still, but he feels a kind of tingling left over from where he was touched before.
"Lead the way."