[Is this how propositions are supposed to go, he thinks idly (and a little desperately). Somehow, it's hard to imagine Sylvain securing his liaisons in the same manner that Yuri is pursuing his. There's persuasion, certainly, but there's no flattery or soft, mincing words; if anything, Yuri almost comes off like a silver-tongued advisor with all his facts and figures lined up in advance, come to convince his king of the most sensible course of action.

And does that set him at ease, from the familiarity, or make him more nervous that he's actually finding himself persuaded by the rationale? A mutually beneficial outcome. Fu...fuc...having relations for the sake of having relations, and nothing more.

Yuri is, strangely, very pretty when he smiles like he's up to something.]

You're very determined, aren't you.

[He doesn't like how breathless the remark comes out, betraying just how tempted he is by the proposition already.]

I'm...still, I'm unsure it would be appropriate. F-For me. I have obligations that I must adhere to, even at the expense of my own satisfaction...

[Goddess, his resolve is fracturing, and he can feel it.]