[Expected as it is, Felix hates the way Dimitri overpowers him so easily, though more worrying than that is the soft moan that makes it past his lips when Dimitri's nose brushes past his skin, too close for comfort as he burns hot at the unfocused gaze Dimitri throws his way. What in the--
Well, he'll think on that later. Or probably never, considering what Dimitri's trying to make a pillow out of. ]
Get off, [The protest comes out a little strangled, but Felix emphasizes it with an attempt to knee Dimitri's thigh, the only thing he could reach right now.] I'm not your pillow.
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Well, he'll think on that later. Or probably never, considering what Dimitri's trying to make a pillow out of. ]
Get off, [The protest comes out a little strangled, but Felix emphasizes it with an attempt to knee Dimitri's thigh, the only thing he could reach right now.] I'm not your pillow.