Cyril's fingers do move through Zevran's hair, enjoying the feel of it as he enjoys playing with and untangling it from the lingering bit of the braid.

His body squirms into Zevran's touches and the scratches. He really has to keep his teeth pressed into his lower lip to stop himself from crying out too much. He's going to enjoy looking at any lingering marks later. For now, all he can do is happily respond by arching his back and giving Zevran as much access to his skin as he can.