Oh fuck that. Really does it for him actually? The way Squall's voice sounds right now. He practically crawls into the man's lap, straddling him and shamelessly rolling his hips as he eagerly returns that kiss. Is this unusual for him? Maybe, but he doesn't seem to care right now. Squall is warm, and he tastes and smells so good. He's pretty and kind. That's all that matters in this moment.

Byleth pushes into that kiss, almost demanding as his arms slide around Squall's neck. Fuck he wants this so badly.