[ it's soft, the way felix keeps kissing him, the way he barely moves away from sylvain's mouth even as he moves to straddle him. and sylvain, ever accommodating, shifts to make it easier—resettling his arms around felix's waist, hands skimming down his back beneath the water to wrap around felix's thighs again, tugging him up higher on his lap. felix is a pleasant weight against him, and like always, he finds himself savoring how good it feels to hold him like this, how he fits so perfectly against him and in his arms. maybe it's the chroma, or maybe it's just the consequence of years of repressed feelings that he'd never allowed to surface until now—maybe it's both, he doesn't really know. what he does know is that he's once again glad he insisted on getting this stupidly ornate bathtub, and equally glad that felix is just as willing to stay like this for as long as he is. ]
Yeah? [ he chuckles, tips his head up to give felix more room to mouth along his jaw, fingers squeezing his thigh gently. everything about this place is so indulgent, from the bathtub to the air conditioning; sylvain almost feels guilty, in a way, for taking advantage of it as much as he has. but that's the last thing on his mind at the moment, too busy being distracted by felix's lips and teeth, too busy sliding his hands back up his thighs to cup the curve of his ass. casually copping a feel, nbd. ] I thought you might be.
[ and if his voice dips a little lower, it definitely doesn't have anything to do with the way he spreads his fingers over felix's skin, thumbs slotting into the crease at his groin. ]
Tell me where else you're cold, babe. [ a lingering kiss to his brow. ] I'll warm you right up.
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Yeah? [ he chuckles, tips his head up to give felix more room to mouth along his jaw, fingers squeezing his thigh gently. everything about this place is so indulgent, from the bathtub to the air conditioning; sylvain almost feels guilty, in a way, for taking advantage of it as much as he has. but that's the last thing on his mind at the moment, too busy being distracted by felix's lips and teeth, too busy sliding his hands back up his thighs to cup the curve of his ass. casually copping a feel, nbd. ] I thought you might be.
[ and if his voice dips a little lower, it definitely doesn't have anything to do with the way he spreads his fingers over felix's skin, thumbs slotting into the crease at his groin. ]
Tell me where else you're cold, babe. [ a lingering kiss to his brow. ] I'll warm you right up.