[he's no longer a stranger to the shifting nature of Diamond transformations. though his has been stable between two particular ones—and he's an incubus again this time, for that matter. at first, he doesn't realise someone is nearby, assessing him. it's a scent that catches him first, something that digs straight into his soul and leaves an aching, yearning hole there. confusing, in that moment, until he catches the slightest brush of red, of serpentine eyes shimmering in the relative dark.
that's enough to get his tail started, flicking lightly behind him and brushing his thighs—uncovered, of course, because he's still using the outfit he'd received earlier this month whenever he's like this. Sylvain might realise both that he's been noticed and that he's being enticed, assuming he's paying enough attention to realise who he's following (which really... who else has hair as green as Olivine's?)—it's almost painfully easy to slip into something a little more flirty once he's realised who that scent belongs to.
and sure, he wouldn't have been that concerned with anyone even if they were a Goddamn Dragon, but with Sylvain? there's no doubt in his mind that it'll be fun.]
Going Bump in the Night, dragon :sip:
that's enough to get his tail started, flicking lightly behind him and brushing his thighs—uncovered, of course, because he's still using the outfit he'd received earlier this month whenever he's like this. Sylvain might realise both that he's been noticed and that he's being enticed, assuming he's paying enough attention to realise who he's following (which really... who else has hair as green as Olivine's?)—it's almost painfully easy to slip into something a little more flirty once he's realised who that scent belongs to.
and sure, he wouldn't have been that concerned with anyone even if they were a Goddamn Dragon, but with Sylvain? there's no doubt in his mind that it'll be fun.]