( at least their physical changes aren't usually that noticeable; sylvain can almost always identify emmet with a glance, can almost always count on emmet having a height advantage he enjoys using against him. the feel of emmet against him rarely ever changes, and sylvain usually finds himself craving that familiarity.
like he craves the feeling of emmet pressed up against him, his lips in close, breath fanning out against his neck. the extra steps he had to take down the hallway, following behind emmet while he tried to look like a proper authority figure (while sylvain held back rolling his eyes at how stupid it was) and sliding in through the doorway while emmet closed it behind him were all worth it for this.
his hand reaches back, fingers moving to press against the nap of emmet's neck as sylvain tips his head to the side, rests the back of his skull against emmet's shoulder. )
I'll be sure to work hard to distract you from your work.
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like he craves the feeling of emmet pressed up against him, his lips in close, breath fanning out against his neck. the extra steps he had to take down the hallway, following behind emmet while he tried to look like a proper authority figure (while sylvain held back rolling his eyes at how stupid it was) and sliding in through the doorway while emmet closed it behind him were all worth it for this.
his hand reaches back, fingers moving to press against the nap of emmet's neck as sylvain tips his head to the side, rests the back of his skull against emmet's shoulder. )
I'll be sure to work hard to distract you from your work.