It's nice to see Felix let go. To be able to facilitate it for him, and have a moment where he can just be. Without all the stipulations of everything else weighing him down.

"Of course." Comes the soft answer, and Byleth strokes his cheek lovingly before reaching up to untie his hair for him, card his fingers through it to loosen all the strands before he scratches and massages his scalp for a minute. A kiss lands on his cheek and Byleth lays back down, reaching over to grab the glass of water on the nightstand for Felix.

"I'm yours as long as you like, of course." While the dominance is all play, this is Byleth's favorite time. To be able to have Felix accept some softness from him.