Maybe if you had put out before. Why should I beg if you've never given me reason before? I haven't even had a taste to be wanting more. [He lets out a bit of a huff, pretending to be somewhat upset.

Wriothesley is quick. A hand reaches out to grab those fingers. He does it only to place a kiss to Sylvain's knuckles. Sylvain can see Wriothesley's face through the hole. He winks.] You know, that can be arranged. We're both just in separate changing stalls. We could just both step out. [He lets go.]

This isn't so bad if you want something quick with no strings attached.