Felix gave into this for a few moments, one hand caressing one slender leg and the other tracing up and down his spine. It felt natural to him now, and he wondered when that had happened. This break in decorum was never him. He'd never been able to engage in this casual touch. But then again, his partner had never possessed this kind of elegant beauty that could ease his spirit as easily as it could ignite it. He had also rarely ever been quite this drunk.

Still, he felt self-conscious enough to pull back and eventually mutter, "that's better. But maybe not the place for this, hm?"