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[ While he's accepted the very nature of this place — a task that had been made easier by both Manuela and Edelgard being there to provide some reassurance — Ferdinand is still far too used to the concepts of noble propriety to not turn a little red as Sylvain, through no fault of his own, reminds Ferdinand of the eventful few encounters he's had already. ]
Without any doubt. I would hate to see how Seteth would react to this place, never mind the Archbishop herself.
[ Of course, there are probably a few of the Knights of Seiros who would be able to handle themselves. They've always been a bit of a motley crew, made up of mercenaries as much as they are of true believers. But that's neither here nor there. ]
Ah... but surely, you must have made quite a few friends during your time here. Not that I mean to pry. But hopefully, they will be relieved to see you.
[ Yes, that will make for a thoughtful enough distraction from his own embarrassing, scandalous escapades, few though they've been. ]
[ Oh, he sees that flush, Ferdinand. it has his grin widening, a hint mischievous as he nudges the other man's shoulder with his own. Even if the mention of Seteth has him momentarily wrinkling his nose in distaste. Goddess. he really hopes that guy never shows up. Or maybe it would be hilarious if he did, the prude. But not even Sylvain is that mean. Mostly. ]
You can pry if you like, I'm not easily embarrassed. And yeah, I've made a few. Although a good many of them went missing in the time I lost, it seems. [ A pang, because that's a subject he's not letting himself dwell on. Not yet. And certainly not while in public. ] But friends can be easy enough to find here, if you're open to looking in some unconventional places.
[ The wheel makes another turn, and this time comes with an announcement - the charge of getting off again. Sylvain just gives a half-groan, half-laugh, because he really should have expected that. ]
[ Ferdinand listens and nods along, finding that there are at least some similarities in their experiences. Edelgard and Manuela, of course, have been a source of comfort to him, but so too have the new people he's met along the way, both partners and otherwise.
He tilts his head slightly at the announcement, then sighs at the choice of phrasing. Never change, Golden Peacock. ]
It moves slowly enough that I have a hard time imagining anyone getting nauseous or dizzy. They have thought that much through, at least.
That definitely wouldn't be very conducive to orgasms.
[ Sylvain's voice is oh-so-dry. ]
How generous of them, I guess. [ He glances over to shoot Ferdinand a bemused look. ] Well, this puts us in a bit of a conundrum. I don't want to make you uncomfortable.
i have to apologize for how awkward he is with being compelled by the resort
[ Ferdinand's eyebrows lift upward in surprise at Sylvain's somewhat straightforward approach, as polite and considerate as it is, it catches him off-guard. ]
Ah. Y-Yes, I suppose there is only one way for us to proceed. And it is not you causing any discomfort.
[ It figures that the resort would play such a cheap trick on the two of them. Still, Sylvain is at least someone he knows. A classmate, and as far as his recollection goes, an ally, even if they've never been particularly close. He's still a bit embarrassed and his cheeks turn red accordingly, but at least it'll be considerably less uncomfortable than with a stranger. ]
How do you suppose we should go about this?
Sylvain thinks he'd be more shocked if you WEREN'T awkward about it tbh
Technically. They left us a loophole. Only one of us in here needs to orgasm, but they left no restrictions on how. If you're not comfortable with this, I can just take care of it?
[ Ferdinand and he had never been all that close in the Academy, other than sharing a similar skillset. And a fondness for the horses, it seemed. And while Sylvain had jumped into such things with absolute strangers in this resort without batting an eye, it felt a little strange, when it was someone you'd known years ago. Who knew you outside of here.
Or maybe that was just him? Still. Ferdinand had never struck him as someone who was all that interested in casual sex, for the fun of it.. Which has him a little worried about how well the other man's gonna do in this place, but...
At the very least, he can offer the man an out if he wants it? ]
[ Ah, leave it to Sylvain to think things through clearly. Even with the two months he's spent in the resort so far, Ferdinand is under no illusion about it: Sylvain is definitely more experienced when it comes to intimacy with others than he is. ]
That is quite considerate of you.
[ And... that says something, right? Ferdinand brings a hand to his chin thoughtfully. He doesn't feel quite ready to jump into direct contact, but Sylvain isn't an unfortunate partner, either. ]
I... am not unwilling to provide a helping hand, so to speak.
[ His cheeks burn a little bit at the offer in embarrassment, but he manages to keep his composure. Ferdinand is aware of his own preferences, but under the right circumstances, he can see himself being somewhat... flexible. ]
[ The one time being more experienced at games like these actually played to his favor. Who knew that all those times back in the Academy would come in handy like this?
But Ferdinand's polite answer gets a chuckle from him as he arches an eyebrow, because he really had expected the other man to take the offered out. but since he hadn't... maybe it was time to change tactics. ]
Well, if you want to participate, maybe we should be making sure you enjoy yourself instead?
[ Said, as his hand comes out to rest against Ferdinand's chest, fingers splayed slightly. Not moving, not just yet. Just resting there, seeing what the other man will do with that option. ]
[ Ferdinand hadn't been expecting Sylvain to warm up so quickly to the idea. In fact, he hadn't expected Sylvain to be interested in him in the first place. But then again, being in this place had taught Ferdinand a bit about his own preferences. Free from the pressures of Fódlan, his station, or fighting for his life, it's only natural that Sylvain would manage the same.
He felt a subtle rush of heat to his cheeks at the simple touch. He'd had one other encounter with a man, someone who had been thankfully patient and kind. Sylvain is being similarly kind but firm, willing to take the lead but not willing to pressure him. ]
I am... fairly easy to please.
[ Though he's still visibly finding his footing, Ferdinand does bring a hand up and places it over Sylvain's. And just in case that isn't quite enough to signal his assent, he quietly nods with a gentle smile as well. They may not have ever been particularly close, but they certainly understand one another well enough. ]
[ Sylvain had never been what one would consider shy and that certainly hadn't changed in his time here. Especially when he still came at most of these encounters as the more experienced partner, far more comfortable with the games this place liked to play. If he could help ease others into new experiences, he could at least make sure they enjoyed themselves without second-guessing everything.
The faint flush to his cheeks is one hint, but when Ferdinand doesn't push him away, instead resting his hand over Sylvain's nod with that slight encouraging nod, he relaxes slightly.
His own rules for himself in this place don't always work when he finds himself face to face with someone who knew him... before. But he pushes that away for now, focusing on the present.
And, testing the waters, he holds Ferdinand's gaze as he leans in. Presses his lips to the corner of Ferdinand's mouth - not a direct kiss, and giving him plenty of time to pull away if he's not comfortable with that, but starting it out, just to see what he wanted to try. Some people preferred to keep it far more casual, an exchange rather than an experience, but he didn't think Ferdinand was that type.
But his thumb might also flick lightly over one cloth-covered nipple at the same time, offering a different sensation to counter the light brush of lips against skin. ]
[ Goddess, it's funny how much the approach can set Ferdinand's mind and heart at ease. He's fully aware of his own preferences, and he feels a distinct difference between how he responds to affection and touches from men as opposed to women. There's a lot for him to unpack, but as it turns out, Sylvain is doing all the right things. Patient and supportive, yet assertive. He actually feels his heart skip a beat at the gentle kiss, almost on the mouth.
A breath hitches in his throat at the unexpected touch of the other man's thumb, and suddenly, the night air feels very chill. His broad shoulders shudder in some mix of anticipation, sensation, and nerves, and his usual confidence is subsumed by a quieter, more cautious curiosity. ]
Yes.
[ His voice comes out quiet and soft, not bright and confident like is typical. But he doesn't leave Sylvain's gestures unanswered. He turns his head to return the kiss, lips meeting lips as his eyes drift closed. It isn't a particularly deep kiss, but it's a kiss all the same. And though the hand that reaches for Sylvain's shoulder touches him in a far more chaste manner than how Ferdinand is being touched, fingers do knead softly at the muscle beneath his shirt, a quiet sort of encouragement. ]
[ His lips curve in an automatic smile when Ferdinand turns to kiss him back, more firmly now. Which is really answer and encouragement all in itself. His free hand lifts to tangle in the hair at the nape of the man's neck, angling him slightly as he meets that kiss. Deepens it with a quiet sound muffled against Ferdinand's lips.
And only then does that hand against the man's chest slide downward slightly, tracing along his sternum, taking his time. He felt that shiver, and thinks of letting those sensations build as they go. He wanted to see how many more he could wring from him. ]
[ One of the benefits, if one wishes to call it that, of the lighter attire that Ferdinand has taken to wearing in the resort is that it allows him to more directly experience touches like those Sylvain is giving him. It's a simple feeling, yet novel in the simplicity, how fingers feel through fabric.
Ferdinand trusts in his instincts, and the hand that had been on Sylvain's shoulder loosens its grip so that it can slip behind the other man's head. Fingers slowly, patiently, yet firmly weave between red strands of hair, providing a bit of encouraging support as Ferdinand's head cants subtly, deepening the kiss in kind.
His other hand reaches behind him, finding support on the edge of their car. His mind has already come to terms with this encounter, it seems. Perhaps that's why the beginnings of arousal have started to bud beneath his slacks. An amusing thought occurs to him, that this must be how some of the girls Sylvain had wooed back during their days at the Officers Academy must have felt, though he recognizes that there is no pretense here. Both of them know the score, and that's actually quite freeing. ]
[ He makes a quiet sound of encouragement against Ferdinand's lips, letting it be muffled into their kiss as he explores the other man's lips. It's slow and simmering with heat and he's intent on taking his time.
And through it all, his hand slides lower. Over the taut planes of the man's stomach now, fingers splayed. He doesn't stop when he feels the waistline of Ferdinand's trousers, instead skimming over it until his palm can rest directly over the length hidden beneath his clothing. Presses down, sliding against it, letting the friction from the fabric do most of the work for him as he teases. ]
[ Today really is a day of new experiences, isn't it? First, the entire festival. Then, the ferris wheel. And now, this. Sylvain has an almost magic touch, which Ferdinand understands comes from experience, but he's already managed to work Ferdinand into a state of arousal. No small feat, given how seriously Ferdinand has always approached the concept of physical intimacy.
A shaky breath exits his lips, thoughtfully directed toward Sylvain's own lower lip before Ferdinand manages to capture it between two gently pressed rows of teeth. The tug is light and gentle, a bit braver than his earlier tentative kiss. His hands, meanwhile, find themselves drawn to Sylvain's hips, resting upon them. They should explore more, shouldn't they? It would be rude of him not to reciprocate. ]
[ A husky chuckle, when Ferdinand's teeth catch his lower lip, his own lips curving into a crooked grin, pleased that the other man feels comfortable enough to tease in return. And he lets the other man feel the faint shiver it sends along his nerves, the physical reaction an easy one to reveal.
His thumb flicks open the man's pants, even if he still takes his time in his own teasing. Letting fingers trace over Ferdinand's hardening length through his underwear for a few moments before questing fingers search out the waistband of that as well. Seeking out the heated skin beneath, letting fingertips trace slowly around the sensitive head still tucked away beneath his clothing. Even as he maintains that slow, sensual trail of kisses. Lazy, almost, in his exploration of the other man pressed against him. ]
[ Sylvain's boldness continues to fuel Ferdinand's own, though the gulf of difference in experience certainly becomes evident to Ferdinand. A soft, swallowed sound escapes him as the other man's fingers brush over where he's most sensitive, the touch not the least bit dulled by the fine silken brief shorts that he wears.
His own hands trail inward from Sylvain's hips, fingertips gently but firmly stroking over the muscles of a lower abdomen through his shirt. Despite how clearly new this is to Ferdinand, a bit of his natural confidence returns as his hands reach Sylvain's waistbands. And despite being unable to see what he's doing — both because of the angle and because of how his eyes flutter closed as lips press against him — Ferdinand deftly undoes the fly of his pants, then begins to peel down on the outer waistband. ]
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Without any doubt. I would hate to see how Seteth would react to this place, never mind the Archbishop herself.
[ Of course, there are probably a few of the Knights of Seiros who would be able to handle themselves. They've always been a bit of a motley crew, made up of mercenaries as much as they are of true believers. But that's neither here nor there. ]
Ah... but surely, you must have made quite a few friends during your time here. Not that I mean to pry. But hopefully, they will be relieved to see you.
[ Yes, that will make for a thoughtful enough distraction from his own embarrassing, scandalous escapades, few though they've been. ]
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You can pry if you like, I'm not easily embarrassed. And yeah, I've made a few. Although a good many of them went missing in the time I lost, it seems. [ A pang, because that's a subject he's not letting himself dwell on. Not yet. And certainly not while in public. ] But friends can be easy enough to find here, if you're open to looking in some unconventional places.
[ The wheel makes another turn, and this time comes with an announcement - the charge of getting off again. Sylvain just gives a half-groan, half-laugh, because he really should have expected that. ]
...Like a spinning wheel, apparently.
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He tilts his head slightly at the announcement, then sighs at the choice of phrasing. Never change, Golden Peacock. ]
It moves slowly enough that I have a hard time imagining anyone getting nauseous or dizzy. They have thought that much through, at least.
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[ Sylvain's voice is oh-so-dry. ]
How generous of them, I guess. [ He glances over to shoot Ferdinand a bemused look. ] Well, this puts us in a bit of a conundrum. I don't want to make you uncomfortable.
i have to apologize for how awkward he is with being compelled by the resort
Ah. Y-Yes, I suppose there is only one way for us to proceed. And it is not you causing any discomfort.
[ It figures that the resort would play such a cheap trick on the two of them. Still, Sylvain is at least someone he knows. A classmate, and as far as his recollection goes, an ally, even if they've never been particularly close. He's still a bit embarrassed and his cheeks turn red accordingly, but at least it'll be considerably less uncomfortable than with a stranger. ]
How do you suppose we should go about this?
Sylvain thinks he'd be more shocked if you WEREN'T awkward about it tbh
[ Ferdinand and he had never been all that close in the Academy, other than sharing a similar skillset. And a fondness for the horses, it seemed. And while Sylvain had jumped into such things with absolute strangers in this resort without batting an eye, it felt a little strange, when it was someone you'd known years ago. Who knew you outside of here.
Or maybe that was just him? Still. Ferdinand had never struck him as someone who was all that interested in casual sex, for the fun of it.. Which has him a little worried about how well the other man's gonna do in this place, but...
At the very least, he can offer the man an out if he wants it? ]
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That is quite considerate of you.
[ And... that says something, right? Ferdinand brings a hand to his chin thoughtfully. He doesn't feel quite ready to jump into direct contact, but Sylvain isn't an unfortunate partner, either. ]
I... am not unwilling to provide a helping hand, so to speak.
[ His cheeks burn a little bit at the offer in embarrassment, but he manages to keep his composure. Ferdinand is aware of his own preferences, but under the right circumstances, he can see himself being somewhat... flexible. ]
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But Ferdinand's polite answer gets a chuckle from him as he arches an eyebrow, because he really had expected the other man to take the offered out. but since he hadn't... maybe it was time to change tactics. ]
Well, if you want to participate, maybe we should be making sure you enjoy yourself instead?
[ Said, as his hand comes out to rest against Ferdinand's chest, fingers splayed slightly. Not moving, not just yet. Just resting there, seeing what the other man will do with that option. ]
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He felt a subtle rush of heat to his cheeks at the simple touch. He'd had one other encounter with a man, someone who had been thankfully patient and kind. Sylvain is being similarly kind but firm, willing to take the lead but not willing to pressure him. ]
I am... fairly easy to please.
[ Though he's still visibly finding his footing, Ferdinand does bring a hand up and places it over Sylvain's. And just in case that isn't quite enough to signal his assent, he quietly nods with a gentle smile as well. They may not have ever been particularly close, but they certainly understand one another well enough. ]
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[ Sylvain had never been what one would consider shy and that certainly hadn't changed in his time here. Especially when he still came at most of these encounters as the more experienced partner, far more comfortable with the games this place liked to play. If he could help ease others into new experiences, he could at least make sure they enjoyed themselves without second-guessing everything.
The faint flush to his cheeks is one hint, but when Ferdinand doesn't push him away, instead resting his hand over Sylvain's nod with that slight encouraging nod, he relaxes slightly.
His own rules for himself in this place don't always work when he finds himself face to face with someone who knew him... before. But he pushes that away for now, focusing on the present.
And, testing the waters, he holds Ferdinand's gaze as he leans in. Presses his lips to the corner of Ferdinand's mouth - not a direct kiss, and giving him plenty of time to pull away if he's not comfortable with that, but starting it out, just to see what he wanted to try. Some people preferred to keep it far more casual, an exchange rather than an experience, but he didn't think Ferdinand was that type.
But his thumb might also flick lightly over one cloth-covered nipple at the same time, offering a different sensation to counter the light brush of lips against skin. ]
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A breath hitches in his throat at the unexpected touch of the other man's thumb, and suddenly, the night air feels very chill. His broad shoulders shudder in some mix of anticipation, sensation, and nerves, and his usual confidence is subsumed by a quieter, more cautious curiosity. ]
Yes.
[ His voice comes out quiet and soft, not bright and confident like is typical. But he doesn't leave Sylvain's gestures unanswered. He turns his head to return the kiss, lips meeting lips as his eyes drift closed. It isn't a particularly deep kiss, but it's a kiss all the same. And though the hand that reaches for Sylvain's shoulder touches him in a far more chaste manner than how Ferdinand is being touched, fingers do knead softly at the muscle beneath his shirt, a quiet sort of encouragement. ]
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And only then does that hand against the man's chest slide downward slightly, tracing along his sternum, taking his time. He felt that shiver, and thinks of letting those sensations build as they go. He wanted to see how many more he could wring from him. ]
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Ferdinand trusts in his instincts, and the hand that had been on Sylvain's shoulder loosens its grip so that it can slip behind the other man's head. Fingers slowly, patiently, yet firmly weave between red strands of hair, providing a bit of encouraging support as Ferdinand's head cants subtly, deepening the kiss in kind.
His other hand reaches behind him, finding support on the edge of their car. His mind has already come to terms with this encounter, it seems. Perhaps that's why the beginnings of arousal have started to bud beneath his slacks. An amusing thought occurs to him, that this must be how some of the girls Sylvain had wooed back during their days at the Officers Academy must have felt, though he recognizes that there is no pretense here. Both of them know the score, and that's actually quite freeing. ]
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And through it all, his hand slides lower. Over the taut planes of the man's stomach now, fingers splayed. He doesn't stop when he feels the waistline of Ferdinand's trousers, instead skimming over it until his palm can rest directly over the length hidden beneath his clothing. Presses down, sliding against it, letting the friction from the fabric do most of the work for him as he teases. ]
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A shaky breath exits his lips, thoughtfully directed toward Sylvain's own lower lip before Ferdinand manages to capture it between two gently pressed rows of teeth. The tug is light and gentle, a bit braver than his earlier tentative kiss. His hands, meanwhile, find themselves drawn to Sylvain's hips, resting upon them. They should explore more, shouldn't they? It would be rude of him not to reciprocate. ]
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His thumb flicks open the man's pants, even if he still takes his time in his own teasing. Letting fingers trace over Ferdinand's hardening length through his underwear for a few moments before questing fingers search out the waistband of that as well. Seeking out the heated skin beneath, letting fingertips trace slowly around the sensitive head still tucked away beneath his clothing. Even as he maintains that slow, sensual trail of kisses. Lazy, almost, in his exploration of the other man pressed against him. ]
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His own hands trail inward from Sylvain's hips, fingertips gently but firmly stroking over the muscles of a lower abdomen through his shirt. Despite how clearly new this is to Ferdinand, a bit of his natural confidence returns as his hands reach Sylvain's waistbands. And despite being unable to see what he's doing — both because of the angle and because of how his eyes flutter closed as lips press against him — Ferdinand deftly undoes the fly of his pants, then begins to peel down on the outer waistband. ]
Ah...