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[Honestly, even given Sylvain's ever-growing experience with these matters... practical is best. Sure, he'd tried a few with gimmicks he liked, but there were even more with other gimmicks that ranged from boring to unpleasant. So. Practical.

(He's kind of surprised Felix has any at all, given that he doesn't need it during Iris, though perhaps he shouldn't be.)

But Sylvain isn't trying to make undressing into any kind of sexy or alluring affair - he's just... being practical about it, quickly removing his clothes and setting them aside in a neat pile until he's standing there naked and... not really all that turned on just yet. There's the beginning stirrings of something, but nerves and emotions are keeping him from showing anything, especially given that they aren't touching just yet.

He rectifies that pretty quickly by stepping closer and draping his arms over Felix's shoulders from behind while he's waiting for him to finish undressing, relishing in the skin-warmth and trying to chase away errant thoughts about all this with physical contact. Obviously, it isn't really working.]

[ Practical is good, yes. Best not to explore kinky things until they get through this first together.

(And he doesn't know how to tell Sylvain that he's performed on a camera before)

He's not trying to be "sexy" either by undressing, really. His mind is on other things. Mainly on how it's irritating that his heart is beating so hard. Is he ill? He'd ask Manuela about it but she'd probably laugh. And then share it with Sylvain. He knows how they are...!

Felix pauses as he feels Sylvain come up behind him, but then he goes back to work. Quietly, and carefully, he removes his pants and tosses them aside before making a quick decision and turning himself around to face Sylvain in his arms instead. His cheeks are red but he bravely looks on, swallowing slowly.

So how do they get aroused around all this ... A kiss? He rocks up on his toes a little, going for one. It's worth the try. ]

[It's... weird, to think of this as a first, even though it definitely is. It certainly feels more like a 'first' than any of their other 'firsts' at any rate... but Sylvain isn't thinking too much about that, in no small part so he doesn't get flustered.

(He could just. Tell him. Spit it right out in true Felix fashion.)

Oddly enough, Sylvain's thoughts are on a similar vein, too. He doesn't think he's ill, at least, though he also can't fathom why his heart is beating so hard, like he's nervous... or more excited than usual. He's taken it tons of times (but not from Felix), so he feels like he should be more... casual... about it. Clearly, he isn't.

Them both being naked should help, but as Felix turns in his arms, Sylvain becomes distinctly aware of the fact that his heart rate increases, if anything, and he's absolutely blushing just as much as Felix is, for once.

But a kiss? That he can manage. So he leans in to meet him and eagerly returns it, though... does let Felix guide it, this time, doesn't push too hard or move too fast.]

[ It's a first of sorts, anyway. At least it's not the first time they've ever been together ...? Or would that have been better, to do it without the influence of a moon blessing. Oops.

At least they're both nervous, though Felix isn't sure about that at the moment. He figures he's the only one and the only way to get through it is just to keep going. He agreed to this, and so he must see it through.

Thankfully Sylvain is receptive of the kiss (not that he thought it'd be otherwise), and so Felix presses forward, attempts to deepen it by seeking entrance past Sylvain's lips. He hooks his arms around Sylvain's neck, holding himself close so that the friction between them can hopefully make it easier to get fully aroused. It's not like it will be as difficult as Felix is thinking it will... He's physically attracted to Sylvain after all, and his body is a dirty traitor. ]

[...It probably would have been better, for their first time together to not be under the influence of the moons. It would have been best if their first time was back home, so that they could fall into step of just being... endlessly casual about it, here. Oops.

But at least they're both nervous. At least that means any fumbling will be able to be laughed off later, instead of there being something like guilt over it. Felix is right, though, that the only way to see it through is to just keep going, so... keep going they will.

And as Felix loops his arms around his neck, Sylvain's hands come to rest on Felix's waist, steadying him so it's easier for him to lean up into him, so he can be more concerned with the kiss and with the friction between them than with keeping balance on his toes. It's not like arousal will be all that difficult - he's already feeling a warm heat pooling in his gut from the kiss deepening, and from what little contact they've had already. It's just a slower burn than the more intense falling into each other that usually happens when under the influence of the moons or of aphro or anything else this place has inflicted on them.]

[ That for sure would have been best. Alas, they no longer have that option.

Except for the fact that it's likely they'll forget everything that happened here once they return home again. It's fine.

Felix feels the heat too, and for the most part, he's trying not to overthink it. It's hard at the moment, but when they're feeling it more, that will distract him from himself. It's the perfect plan.

Anyway, he's a little insistent with the kiss, as if already trying to prove to Sylvain that he can do this. He uses his teeth against that lower lip and goes right back to kissing him. With his arms the way they are, he's able to scoop his fingers up against the nape of Sylvain's neck, into the short hairs there and up against the longer ones at his head. It's... even different this way, feeling Sylvain for the first time without some terrible moon's urging to guide him. And this is definitely not the same way he clung to Sylvain when they were children either. ]

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