[ Felix, too, is in no rush to get out of the bath. Normally not one for sitting still, he settles between his legs like he belongs there, humming soft and content as Dimitri kisses his neck. ] Almost.
[ But he really isn't too concerned about that now. Instead, he turns to face his king and tucks into his neck in turn. He presses a kiss to the spot he bit before before shifting down lower. ] Okay? [ His question's punctuated with the scrape of his teeth over his collarbone. ]
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[ But he really isn't too concerned about that now. Instead, he turns to face his king and tucks into his neck in turn. He presses a kiss to the spot he bit before before shifting down lower. ] Okay? [ His question's punctuated with the scrape of his teeth over his collarbone. ]