Just a simple little touch, the way Byleth's palm cradles along his cheek where his fingertips still linger in his hair - it does so much for Dimitri, it truly does. He sighs, eyes slipping shut. If not for the energy thrumming excitedly deep inside his stomach, perhaps he could just drift off like this. Truly, there is nothing more comfortable.

Well. Considering what is before him, maybe almost nothing.

"I remain unsure if I should be displeased at that or not," Dimitri chuckles, leaning in to return that kiss, before his lips begin to trace the words down Byleth's jaw, along his neck. "I wanted very much to seem like a skilled adult in your eyes... I would like it if I could remind you of how big I have become."