[Somehow, in spite of his typical cynicism, Dazai believes him. Not just because Bedivere's a terrible liar, or that the knight's warmth is... kind. Welcoming.

He exhales softly, letting his breath warm Bedivere's neck.]

Then a bit of fumbling's a-ok, no? [He's used to keeping his expression light even if what he's feeling is the exact opposite. How he wants to be selfish, but it's a moot point if his lover stops smiling. If there's a moment that serves as decent proof that good men get their just rewards, perhaps Bedivere making his wish upon the grail will be it.] Sex will be woefully incomplete without you blushing at your own forwardness. Why, it's almost a trademark of yours!