[He's laughing against Sylvain's neck, pressing close to it to kiss it - tempted just to bite down and leave a mark on that perfect stretch of skin just to throw it all away himself. But after a beat he slides his hand down Sylvain's arm to his wrist, pulling his hand out of his waistband but then lacing their fingers together rather than pushing off his advances entirely. He's still entangled just like the door is still cracked, but with another peck of a kiss to Sylvie's jaw he says:]
I have an office. It has a couch.
[Tempting as it may be to use this desk, there'll be other classes coming in soon. He's not so confident to be so bold just yet, not without a little more practice in vibrant indiscretion. He's leaning back to put a sliver of space between them, free hand cupping Sylvain's jaw, and he nudges their noses together again because if he keeps grinding his hips, he won't be able to say no at all.]
So come with me there, Mr. Laurent. For your after class needs.
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[He's laughing against Sylvain's neck, pressing close to it to kiss it - tempted just to bite down and leave a mark on that perfect stretch of skin just to throw it all away himself. But after a beat he slides his hand down Sylvain's arm to his wrist, pulling his hand out of his waistband but then lacing their fingers together rather than pushing off his advances entirely. He's still entangled just like the door is still cracked, but with another peck of a kiss to Sylvie's jaw he says:]
I have an office. It has a couch.
[Tempting as it may be to use this desk, there'll be other classes coming in soon. He's not so confident to be so bold just yet, not without a little more practice in vibrant indiscretion. He's leaning back to put a sliver of space between them, free hand cupping Sylvain's jaw, and he nudges their noses together again because if he keeps grinding his hips, he won't be able to say no at all.]
So come with me there, Mr. Laurent. For your after class needs.