Felix sits up to tuck himself back into his pants and turn away from her. He tries to run a hand through his hair and scowls at all the tangles he encounters. Great. The room is filled with sex paraphernalia, but he doubts there's a hairbrush. ...unless someone somewhere considers that useful for sex somehow, but he's just not going to think about that.
"I'm not talking about this."
If his relationship with Dimitri had changed after being intimate with him, that would have been preferable. Instead, they both said nothing and changed nothing, until he learned that it's too late after all, and has been for Saints know how long.
As for Seteth and Constance and Edelgard and Sylvain...no way. Nope. He's not discussing this. Not with anyone other than his cat.
no subject
Felix sits up to tuck himself back into his pants and turn away from her. He tries to run a hand through his hair and scowls at all the tangles he encounters. Great. The room is filled with sex paraphernalia, but he doubts there's a hairbrush. ...unless someone somewhere considers that useful for sex somehow, but he's just not going to think about that.
"I'm not talking about this."
If his relationship with Dimitri had changed after being intimate with him, that would have been preferable. Instead, they both said nothing and changed nothing, until he learned that it's too late after all, and has been for Saints know how long.
As for Seteth and Constance and Edelgard and Sylvain...no way. Nope. He's not discussing this. Not with anyone
other than his cat.