Sebastian couldn't possibly imagine how it would feel to be on the receiving end of that all-encompassing kind of love and devotion, but he knew well enough what it was like to offer it.
A blush bloomed across his cheeks again and he reached for his drink to hide the momentary embarrassment that flickered across his features. "Oh no," he shook his head, "it's fine. Anticipation is, after all, one of the most wonderful punishments we have to endure." He pushed his hair shyly out of his face then reached over for his fork, just to make sure that Francis knew that he had no issue with waiting a little longer.