( felix chases that little hiss deeper into his mouth with a probing curl of his tongue, greedy, like licking from the bottom of a whiskey glass. he wants more. always more. ephemera is warm and solid and kissing felix hard enough that it can't be written away later, when the both of them return to their goddamn senses and come to terms with what the fuck happened here. there's no explanation for it. ephemera wouldn't do this if he knew what felix was.
except he does, and that's the problem.
the part of him that knows better, that tried to tell him don't do this in the hallway, has gone eerily silent. no second chances for him anymore, abandoning him to his fate. felix thinks oh, fuck, and wait, but this time, he pulls ephemera down instead of rolling him away from him. his hand drifts from his back, elbow knocking his arm where he has himself braced above him, to drop ephemera's weight and roughly drag him fully on top of him. closer. )
Fuck. ( a little choked and wildly senseless, shakily hitched against ephemera's mouth. he tilts his head back; the arena swims into an upside-down view, shadowy faces staring back at him impassively. it's both surreal and the most real fucking thing he's felt in a long time. back to ephemera, kissing him deep, then he arches his back and slots their limbs together, rubs into him obscenely slow and firm. )
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except he does, and that's the problem.
the part of him that knows better, that tried to tell him don't do this in the hallway, has gone eerily silent. no second chances for him anymore, abandoning him to his fate. felix thinks oh, fuck, and wait, but this time, he pulls ephemera down instead of rolling him away from him. his hand drifts from his back, elbow knocking his arm where he has himself braced above him, to drop ephemera's weight and roughly drag him fully on top of him. closer. )
Fuck. ( a little choked and wildly senseless, shakily hitched against ephemera's mouth. he tilts his head back; the arena swims into an upside-down view, shadowy faces staring back at him impassively. it's both surreal and the most real fucking thing he's felt in a long time. back to ephemera, kissing him deep, then he arches his back and slots their limbs together, rubs into him obscenely slow and firm. )