[ No matter how much time passes, Felix isn't sure he'll ever get used to this side of Dimitri. Of course he knows it exists - he's guilty of riling him up in the past, goading him into biting up his pale skin in a flurry of possessiveness. But the deep tone in his voice, coupled with that hand on his ass, makes Felix suck in a breath all the same. ]
... Byleth wouldn't have liked that. [ The thought of Dimitri staring at him, wanting him even during the war (and their school days?) is a lot. He's aware he's pink to his ears, and that his blush is beginning to spread to his neck, but he still bunches his hand in the fabric of his shirt and finally looks down. ] But we're the only ones here right now.
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... Byleth wouldn't have liked that. [ The thought of Dimitri staring at him, wanting him even during the war (and their school days?) is a lot. He's aware he's pink to his ears, and that his blush is beginning to spread to his neck, but he still bunches his hand in the fabric of his shirt and finally looks down. ] But we're the only ones here right now.
[ So have at him. ]