[Felix is as responsive as ever, eagerly baring his neck and grabbing at Dimitri's back. The thrill that lances through his body at the hunger in Felix's touch is addictive, and it's a far more pleasant sensation than the creeping dread from before. Dimitri sighs sweetly, curling his legs around Felix's in turn, aligning his hips with his thigh so that he can aimlessly grind against it. Dimitri kisses a trail up his neck, nibbling the shell of his ear before whispering:]
[Felix squeezes Dimitri's firm ass, the best he could do along with matching Dimitri's aimless grind.
Those words are something they've already confirmed with their bodies the night before, but hearing Dimitri speak them so has Felix's heart swelling, his throat seizing up as he lets out a choked moan at Dimitri's ministrations.]
I...
[Felix wouldn't mind it. If Dimitri simply used him like this, if it keeps certain dark and dismal thoughts away. Selfishly, it helps him forget too, about the possibilities that lay ahead of his uncertain future.]
[The squeeze prompts a soft hum, Dimitri wriggling around in a fruitless effort to press in closer. It's not enough - it won't ever be enough with clothes still between them, but it will have to do.
Felix's moans, while music to his ears, carry a high risk. Though Dimitri can't bring himself to care if these people know he's fooling around with Felix, he knows that Felix cares. So Dimitri repositions his face as if he's about to kiss him, lips ghosting against Felix's as he whispers to him with a hint of playfulness.]
[Indeed, Dimitri is distracting as can be, and Felix doesn't exactly have many options in terms of where he could run. Not that he minds entirely. He thinks he should be a bit more concerned about being potentially found out, but there's a strange thrill to doing it here in particular. It's not dissimilar to the way his heart races in the middle of an intense spar, and for what it's worth, this is what it is, isn't it? A competition of a kind, risky as the circumstances are.
So he presses back, sighing softly against Dimitri's lips as he proceeds to kiss Dimitri, doing what he was simply teasing at earlier.]
[With a giddy little shiver, Dimitri meets Felix's lips, any noise he might have made in response swallowed up by the kiss. Tucked away like this, unable to embrace Felix like he wants to, trying not to get caught while still indulging — he can't help but remember their first kiss in the infirmary. His hands slide up from Felix's rear and into his hair at the memory, undoing the tie keeping it back to tangle his fingers in the silky strands in the same way he did then. Felix's hair is shorter now, and Dimitri is considerably bigger than he was then, but even with those differences, the emotions and the magnetism between them remain unchanged.
If anything, Dimitri wants him more now. He wanted Felix back then, too, so badly that holding back made him tremble. But now... now, he needs him. He needs this, these moments when everything else falls away and Felix is all that remains. Even if they weren't closed in the dark like this, there wouldn't be anything else in Dimitri's world right now.]
[They've done this countless times in the monastery, yet Felix feels like they'll hardly ever be enough. The reaffirmation of this unique bond they share is never going to get tiring--something his body responds to eagerly. Hard against Dimitri's thigh, Felix grinds aimlessly in the enclosed space, chasing his release to soothe the knots twisting inside his stomach.
Still not enough, but it's all he has.]
Dimitri...
[Felix moans, tightening his embrace as if letting go would mean losing Dimitri forever. They'd eventually have to part, even for just a moment, for for now, letting go is unthinkable as can be, when his world right now is nothing but Dimitri especially in this enclosed space.]
[The kiss sufficiently muffles that moan, though it doesn't do so to the point that Dimitri doesn't recognize his name. He answers with a strained whine, pressing in harder even if that means the drag of the rough fabric against his cock chafes a little. Eventually, he gives up and wriggles one hand between their bodies, attempting to loosen Felix's belt and get his hand down his pants.
He should have known he wouldn't be satisfied with just writhing against each other, really.]
[It's a tight fit, and it takes a good bit of squirming and blind fiddling for Felix to get his belt loosened sufficiently for Dimitri to get a hand down.
And when Dimitri does, Felix curls into him, groaning his satisfaction at the warmth that envelops him. Much as he wishes to return the favor, it's difficult enough with just a hand between them in this cramped space, and it's not like he derides this turn of events.
So he'll start grinding against Dimitri's hand instead, relishing in the reminder of what they still share.]
[Felix is deliciously hot in his grasp, and though Dimitri can't get any satisfaction himself like this, he finds he doesn't mind. It's almost better this way, really — he gets to get his hands on Felix without reaching his own peak. The flame of desire inside him is warm and comforting, a pleasant distraction from the icy chill of fear. Dimitri chuckles to himself, nipping Felix's lower lip as he begins palming Felix's cock in time with the writhing of his hips.]
Shame I cannot get my mouth on you, [he murmurs into the kiss, lips curving into a smile.]
[He will, of course. Dimitri plans to just catch most of it in his hand and lick it off, but he doesn't want to announce those plans yet. That would spoil the fun of seeing Felix's reaction, after all.
Not that he can see very well here in the dark, but he can see a little.
Even if Dimitri's shifted his focus to Felix, his own arousal begs for some attention. He starts moving his hips again too, grinding against the back of his own hand as he plys Felix's length.]
[They may have made love just the previous night, but Dimitri's touch continues to be intoxicating, something he'll never get enough of. Sweat trickles down his brow despite the cool autumn air, shivers running down his spine even with the heat engulfing him. Even after all this time, Dimitri knows where to touch Felix, using his intimate understanding of Felix's body to make him feel good.
All isn't lost. Heart swelling with the thought, Felix chases after his release, the delicate situation they're in far from his mind when he lowers his mouth to the crook of Dimitri's shoulder to muffle a moan, biting down a little harder than he usually does when the moment comes.]
[The light is practically nonexistent in the cargo hold, only peeking in through the cracks between wooden slats. But Dimitri watches Felix intently all the same, hungrily devouring every detail as he draws closer to climax. It happens far too quickly. Still, he relishes the way Felix's cock pulses in his hands, catching the majority of his seed on the palm of his hand. Dimitri waits for Felix to come down a bit and lift his face again, making sure his attention is on him.
Then Dimitri lifts his hand to his mouth and slowly licks it clean.]
[Still delirious from release and the emotions that came with it, it takes a moment for Felix to focus on Dimitri. As light returns to his eyes, he blinks in surprise at the sight that greets him, clear despite the dim interior.
Felix lowers his head as red floods his cheeks, knowing full well what was in Dimitri's hand.]
You would have rather had me leave a mess for everyone to see? I don't mind.
[In fact, he finds that he kind of likes the idea now that it's floating around in his head. Dimitri's emotions are still all twisted up from the ordeal he suffered — he's still upset with Felix for making him leave Fhirdiad, but at the same time, he feels like he doesn't deserve him.
But neither does anyone else. Everyone should know Felix is off-limits, shouldn't they?]
[Not that Felix is about to admit defeat. Just to be sure, he buries his face into the crook of Dimitri's neck, hiding his flushed expression for however warm he is.]
[Felix isn't wrong, but for now... Dimitri thinks he doesn't want to be satiated. If this heat leaves him while they're still closed in, icy fear will take its place. He takes a shaky breath, drying his hand off on his own shirt before tangling his fingers in Felix's hair, holding him there against his neck. He hums softly in affirmation, making a fist just tight enough to tug at the silky strands woven between his fingers.]
[Felix indulges in the contact, unthinkable just a scant few days ago with Dimitri so distant. If this is what Dimitri needs now, who is he to deny him such a simple pleasure? Especially when Felix wants this closeness as well, selfishly so.]
Maybe I'll grow it out again, [he says as Dimitri tugs at his hair, speaking the idle wondering out.]
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I want you too badly to play by the rules.
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Those words are something they've already confirmed with their bodies the night before, but hearing Dimitri speak them so has Felix's heart swelling, his throat seizing up as he lets out a choked moan at Dimitri's ministrations.]
I...
[Felix wouldn't mind it. If Dimitri simply used him like this, if it keeps certain dark and dismal thoughts away. Selfishly, it helps him forget too, about the possibilities that lay ahead of his uncertain future.]
Mmm. You never do, do you?
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Felix's moans, while music to his ears, carry a high risk. Though Dimitri can't bring himself to care if these people know he's fooling around with Felix, he knows that Felix cares. So Dimitri repositions his face as if he's about to kiss him, lips ghosting against Felix's as he whispers to him with a hint of playfulness.]
Did you not say we have to be quiet?
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[Indeed, Dimitri is distracting as can be, and Felix doesn't exactly have many options in terms of where he could run. Not that he minds entirely. He thinks he should be a bit more concerned about being potentially found out, but there's a strange thrill to doing it here in particular. It's not dissimilar to the way his heart races in the middle of an intense spar, and for what it's worth, this is what it is, isn't it? A competition of a kind, risky as the circumstances are.
So he presses back, sighing softly against Dimitri's lips as he proceeds to kiss Dimitri, doing what he was simply teasing at earlier.]
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If anything, Dimitri wants him more now. He wanted Felix back then, too, so badly that holding back made him tremble. But now... now, he needs him. He needs this, these moments when everything else falls away and Felix is all that remains. Even if they weren't closed in the dark like this, there wouldn't be anything else in Dimitri's world right now.]
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Still not enough, but it's all he has.]
Dimitri...
[Felix moans, tightening his embrace as if letting go would mean losing Dimitri forever. They'd eventually have to part, even for just a moment, for for now, letting go is unthinkable as can be, when his world right now is nothing but Dimitri especially in this enclosed space.]
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He should have known he wouldn't be satisfied with just writhing against each other, really.]
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And when Dimitri does, Felix curls into him, groaning his satisfaction at the warmth that envelops him. Much as he wishes to return the favor, it's difficult enough with just a hand between them in this cramped space, and it's not like he derides this turn of events.
So he'll start grinding against Dimitri's hand instead, relishing in the reminder of what they still share.]
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Shame I cannot get my mouth on you, [he murmurs into the kiss, lips curving into a smile.]
We may have a bit of a mess to hide...
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You'd better help with the clean up.
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[He will, of course. Dimitri plans to just catch most of it in his hand and lick it off, but he doesn't want to announce those plans yet. That would spoil the fun of seeing Felix's reaction, after all.
Not that he can see very well here in the dark, but he can see a little.
Even if Dimitri's shifted his focus to Felix, his own arousal begs for some attention. He starts moving his hips again too, grinding against the back of his own hand as he plys Felix's length.]
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All isn't lost. Heart swelling with the thought, Felix chases after his release, the delicate situation they're in far from his mind when he lowers his mouth to the crook of Dimitri's shoulder to muffle a moan, biting down a little harder than he usually does when the moment comes.]
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Then Dimitri lifts his hand to his mouth and slowly licks it clean.]
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Felix lowers his head as red floods his cheeks, knowing full well what was in Dimitri's hand.]
That was unnecessary.
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[In fact, he finds that he kind of likes the idea now that it's floating around in his head. Dimitri's emotions are still all twisted up from the ordeal he suffered — he's still upset with Felix for making him leave Fhirdiad, but at the same time, he feels like he doesn't deserve him.
But neither does anyone else. Everyone should know Felix is off-limits, shouldn't they?]
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You're absolutely insatiable.
[Not that Felix is about to admit defeat. Just to be sure, he buries his face into the crook of Dimitri's neck, hiding his flushed expression for however warm he is.]
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Maybe I'll grow it out again, [he says as Dimitri tugs at his hair, speaking the idle wondering out.]