Oh, Felix shouldn't be allowed to fit so perfectly against Sylvain like this. It leaves his face burning up to his ears as he realizes it, holding Felix tight. He doesn't fight the squeeze of his thighs around his waist, but struggles with where to put his hands at first. Is he allowed to hold him up? Is that too much, too soon? He hasn't any idea how far they'd gone before.

He settles for a hand at the small of Felix's back, supporting his weight a little better. The other rubs soothing circles between his shoulder blades. Keeping his legs astride to keep them both securely up, he then tilts his head to nose against Felix's neck. Warm, familiar affection washes over him. Deeper though, just like how he's daydreamed of. Maybe it'll hide the blush too.

"Mm, I know it's been a lot longer for you, but somehow I missed you too."