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[crestfallenfor]

[...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.]

[antichivalry]

[ 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. ]