As though Mithrun isn't just standing there with his dick right out there, Angeal takes Sylvain's hand and gives it a nice firm pump. If Sylvain is paying attention, and doesn't die every time he thinks back to a different life, he might notice it's a similar sort of strength to Dimitri's - one where he's holding back. "I'd say pleasure's all mine, but I think that should be Mithrun's line," he says, before he shakes his head. "You definitely picked a difficult guy to do it with, then. Mithrun has a lot of skill, but he's not yet a responsive partner."

One day, maybe, which is what they're working on... sort of. Maybe not usually with dick sucking. But Angeal is a realist at the end of the day, and he knows that they're not quite at that point yet.

For now - he uses that grip on Sylvain to suddenly twist him around, and his hand relocates to the small of Sylvain's back. "Well, it's irresponsible to go into something and not finish it... So, mind if I help a little as well. More stamps that way." He tries to make eye contact with Mithrun. "That goes for you too, Mithrun."