[Shifting on his knees, Sasuke looks up — comically owlish, for a moment, at what has been done to his hair. Excuse me?]

This looks stupid.

[A huff, though one he ensures is breathed directly against Cy's cock, still kept close to the soft press of his mouth.]

... And it isn't that I disagree with you, not completely, but your influence is significant to me. [The way he just — rubs his lips against the slit, almost playful, enjoying the texture of hot, velvet-soft skin against his mouth.] You helped me get here.