Oh, those touches. He craved them, needed them, touches he had dreamt about
and needing since his heart had been broken. He rested his forehead against
Felix's, their noses brushing as he shifted the cant of his head, fingers
toying with his shoulders and the locks of hair that fell across them. He
knew what the other meant by his question, but he was intoxicated enough
that he did not immediately move or feel bad for this breach in decorum and
party manners.
"Should we go to a place then?" he asked him instead, touching his jaw.
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Oh, those touches. He craved them, needed them, touches he had dreamt about and needing since his heart had been broken. He rested his forehead against Felix's, their noses brushing as he shifted the cant of his head, fingers toying with his shoulders and the locks of hair that fell across them. He knew what the other meant by his question, but he was intoxicated enough that he did not immediately move or feel bad for this breach in decorum and party manners.
"Should we go to a place then?" he asked him instead, touching his jaw.