"We'll figure this out. Together. Cassius will help as well. We can do this, Cyril. I know we can. I have faith in you. You're a good man. I don't deserve your love, but I want to prove myself worthy of it." If that meant sacrificing himself, he'd do it. If it would ensure Cyril's safety, and Draco's, he would do whatever it took. Unfortunately Lestrange had proven he'd never stop asking Lucius to do his dirty work, so they had to remove the threat. He just didn't know how.
He leaned in and pressed another kiss to Cyril's lips, hoping to distract him with pleasure, however momentary.