[A tiny groan escapes Felix, partially induced by all the modifications on him. There's no escaping it, is there? Dimitri's touch, or the fact that everything going on seems to be all Felix's fault in one way or another. His handlers have called him a prized catch more times than he could ever count, the truth of which rings false to his ears--until now, that is.
Felix blinks. Could Dimitri be thinking the same as they are? Is he no different from the people who would greedily drink in the sight of him, with those senseless thoughts in mind--]
You really think that?
[Still, Dimitri's touch doesn't make him recoil the way those other people's do. Surprising as they might be, there's an ounce of familiarity which keeps him in place, even if a part of him is unsure he wants to find out where Dimitri is going with this.]
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[A tiny groan escapes Felix, partially induced by all the modifications on him. There's no escaping it, is there? Dimitri's touch, or the fact that everything going on seems to be all Felix's fault in one way or another. His handlers have called him a prized catch more times than he could ever count, the truth of which rings false to his ears--until now, that is.
Felix blinks. Could Dimitri be thinking the same as they are? Is he no different from the people who would greedily drink in the sight of him, with those senseless thoughts in mind--]
You really think that?
[Still, Dimitri's touch doesn't make him recoil the way those other people's do. Surprising as they might be, there's an ounce of familiarity which keeps him in place, even if a part of him is unsure he wants to find out where Dimitri is going with this.]