Sync laughed, this time in a much more sadistic way when he heard Claude respond so violently. The very sound of it was enough to make him smirk in the most sinister fashion, but instead of letting go when he felt him try to pull away he merely pulled back even harder. Sync finally let his hands slide down from the blond's eyes, but his arms were already coiling themselves around the other teen's neck.

To most it would've looked like he was hugging Claude from behind, but the action was much more possessive than that, especially when he squeezed lightly to remind the latter who had the upper hand right now.

"What's the rush, Claude? Shift isn't over yet..."