[If Felix wanted to kill Dimitri, surely there were easier and more satisfying ways than this.
Felix doesn't need to avoid Dimitri's gaze, because Dimitri does that for him. His eye flickers to where their bodies meet, Felix warm on his lap, then to Felix's face, and finally to Felix's neck.] A-as you say. [His brain feels like mush. It must be the hunger, it must be.
Dimitri wants to help Felix tug down his collar - it might be more comfortable it he does it, but he doesn't dare. He doesn't dare overstep. His thoughts are already going haywire; making Felix mad and having him yell at him may only make things worst. He won't provoke him.]
Then, please, excuse me. ["Tell me when to stop" goes unspoken. They've done this enough times that they both know when Felix is about at his limits. But Dimitri still fusses internally. He wont let Felix give more than he needs again.
And with that, he leans in and takes a bite. Dimitri's teeth sink in much easier than they did with his hand.]
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Felix doesn't need to avoid Dimitri's gaze, because Dimitri does that for him. His eye flickers to where their bodies meet, Felix warm on his lap, then to Felix's face, and finally to Felix's neck.] A-as you say. [His brain feels like mush. It must be the hunger, it must be.
Dimitri wants to help Felix tug down his collar - it might be more comfortable it he does it, but he doesn't dare. He doesn't dare overstep. His thoughts are already going haywire; making Felix mad and having him yell at him may only make things worst. He won't provoke him.]
Then, please, excuse me. ["Tell me when to stop" goes unspoken. They've done this enough times that they both know when Felix is about at his limits. But Dimitri still fusses internally. He wont let Felix give more than he needs again.
And with that, he leans in and takes a bite. Dimitri's teeth sink in much easier than they did with his hand.]