[ thank the goddess for iris, really, because sylvain can't get enough of openly affectionate felix. it's not that felix isn't on any other day, no; sylvain thinks they've come some ways since the middle of the war, where the years have softened them a little bit by bit, dulled their edges some. it isn't just sylvain kissing him in the mornings now, sometimes he wakes up to felix half-sprawled over him and slowly kissing him awake, soft brushes of his lips that gently tug sylvain back to consciousness. sometimes he wonders if this would feel the same back home, if felix would nose against his cheek like this; if he would allow sylvain to draw him even closer, palms covering the width of his hips. ]
Mm, there's some places. [ he hums at the press of felix's lips against his scales, lets his fingers tease around the base of his tail and fluffing it a little. it's cute, just like felix's ears that he always finds himself idly playing with, brushing through the soft fur, a contrast to his silky hair. ] But they don't matter if you aren't there.
[ sylvain would always follow him, that hasn't changed since they were kids and that won't change now. and if felix is content to stay right here, perched against sylvain on the edge of the tub, then far be it for sylvain to complain about that. not when he can tilt his head up to kiss one of those ears, savoring the feeling of the soft down against his lips. ]
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Mm, there's some places. [ he hums at the press of felix's lips against his scales, lets his fingers tease around the base of his tail and fluffing it a little. it's cute, just like felix's ears that he always finds himself idly playing with, brushing through the soft fur, a contrast to his silky hair. ] But they don't matter if you aren't there.
[ sylvain would always follow him, that hasn't changed since they were kids and that won't change now. and if felix is content to stay right here, perched against sylvain on the edge of the tub, then far be it for sylvain to complain about that. not when he can tilt his head up to kiss one of those ears, savoring the feeling of the soft down against his lips. ]