Sylvain may call it 'possessive,' but if it is, Felix doesn't mind in the least. To him, it's grounding, comfortable, familiar. Sylvain's touch feels like home.

Panting quietly, he smirks. "No. Dorothea did. But you taught me how to kiss you." There's a pause, as his smirk softens into something pleased and warm. "And you were the first one I ever slept with."