(catchall / closed)

[paraselenes]

WHO: dimitri & co
WHERE: here and there
WHEN: december
WHAT: catch-all for the month! will include some basic prompts + more specific closed starters, but feel free to wildcard me if we have plans! here is my plotting comment.
WARNINGS: will mark where necessary

Comments

[boarwitness]

Yeah. Fine.

[this is all completely ludicrous. if he accepts that much, then maybe he can make the leap necessary to do this. at least perched on the counter like this, dimitri's height difference is negligible enough not to matter at all, which is somehow irritating in its own right.

worse still, dimitri's emotions are picking up, too, no doubt a direct feedback loop in response to his own. great. mentally, he makes a vain attempt to stomp down on things—but every time looks at the man in front of him, eyes closed, waiting on a kiss, from him, everything escapes containment.

hesitantly (although not meaning to be), he places both hands on dimitri's shoulders, and has breakthrough hysterical moment thinking about what he's supposed to do with his nose. it must just work. otherwise people couldn't be doing it all the time. sylvain didn't talk about poking out anyone's eyes--goddess, was sylvain going to hear all of this, too? he had to be quick.]

Okay. I'm... just keep your eyes closed.

[at this point it's probably been at least a minute since dimitri initially closed his eyes? felix continues having a normal one by leaning forward, tilting his head, staring, jerking back again, and frowning. no. he just needs the right headspace. sword battle. duel. he's taking the offensive here. no more hesitation. only action.

which is why his grip on dimitri's shoulders suddenly tightens, and he swoops forward at speed, crushing the most aggressive kiss possible into dimitri's lips.

the emotional equivalent of a short circuit happens, and it's a second before felix has space to realize that's probably more than long enough, and pushes away with a sharp inhale.]

Th...There. Done.