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@offraldarius
Hey there, hi there, ho there It’s been a bit since I’ve been on Just uh Passing through to let anyone still around know that I’ve moved Felix over to my multi account over @multixmused So if you’d still like to interact with Felix, mosey on over there <33
@echoedloyalty replied to your post “Knock knock~” -sylvain”
“So harsh! Haha! I just got caught up talking to some of our classmates~ why, did you miss me that much already?” (HI BBYYY!!)
“Oh don’t give yourself that much credit.” He rolled his eyes, foot tapping. “Can we go get something to eat finally?”
azuredmoon:
“I completely agree.” it was rare for Dimitri to allow himself to indulge when there was still so much work to be done. But he was now better acquainted with the idea of giving himself a break – thanks in no small part to the persistence of Felix. They deserve time alone – you and I, Felix said. If he wasn’t going to do it for him, Dimitri would do it for Felix. “Well, I suppose I ought to get back to work if we truly want to go undisturbed tomorrow.”
“Alright. I won’t keep you from your work. I have my own to see to as well, after all.” He leaned up once more to give them another touch of closeness before pulling back, straightening a little and smoothing the front of Dimitri’s shirt. “Don’t be late tomorrow.”
“Knock knock~” -sylvain
@echoedloyalty
“Don’t knock knock me Sylvain. I’m going to knock knock you in the head. You’re late. Where have you been?”
azuredmoon:
“TO have you romance me with a horse ride and picnic ? “ he whispered into his air, leaning to meet the other. He pressed a tender kiss at the side of his temple before cupping the Duke’s face in his hands. “I dare not miss it for the world.”
“If you keep making a big to do about it, it may be the last time I romance you.” There was a slight, embarrassed huff to his tone, even as he reached up to cover Dimitri’s hands with his own. “You and I, deserve some alone time Dima. Without prying eyes and ears. That’s what I wish for us tomorrow.”
azuredmoon:
“ FIRST you whisk me away and now you’re preparing a picnic for us ? ” He asked, almost incredulous. Was this still the same Felix who left him behind or had someone replaced him ? Did he really intend on making up for something Dimitri did not fault him for ? The king hummed at the kiss. “You never fail to surprise me, Felya.”
“It would be boring if there weren’t some surprises, wouldn’t it?” He reached up with his other hand to give blond bangs a gentle tug to get the bigger man to lean down some so he didn’t have to crane his neck. “Just make sure you’re not late.”
azuredmoon:
“ WELL – my very own trusted advisor is asking me to withhold all my kingly duties for an afternoon. Should I be concerned ? “ Yet even so, how could he say no to the other when he was practically trying to romance him away ? Dimitri caught Felix’s hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. “ That sounds lovely, my heart. Shall I ask the staff to prepare us a picnic ? “
“I think it’s in your best interest to listen to your trusted advisor.” He brought Dimitri’s hand to his lips, pressing them to the back of his hand gently. “Don’t bother the staff. I wish to prepare something myself.”
azuredmoon:
“ IF the Duke so wills it…Then who am I to say no ? ” he replied with an all too content hum. He felt Felix’s fingers run through his hair and all he could think was, ‘ this – this is what I miss ‘. “ And how do you plan on making it up to me then ? “
Romantic was not a word best used to describe him but he did have an idea. “Tomorrow, lunch, just the two of us. Our secret place. We can skip the rest of those boring meetings you have in the afternoon.” He gently scratched behind the blonds ear. “I will whisk you away myself even if you don’t agree.”
azuredmoon:
“ THERE is no need, ” he claimed but found himself leaning into the other’s every touch. “ The fact you are here again is enough for me…”
“Too kind hearted for a king.” He mused softly, raking his fingers through blond strands. “Let me make it up to you Dima.”
azuredmoon:
“ OH ? You won’t even give me the certainty that I’ve been missed ? “
“ Well, I have – missed you that is. Very much – with every part of me.”
“Someone needs to keep you humble. If I told you I missed you, it would only go to your head.” Theres a nudge of his nose to the blonds jaw.
“I’ll make it up to you.”
azuredmoon:
MAKES room for him before wrapping an around the other. “ It’s good to see you again, Felya…”
Ah, he’s going to not so subtly bury his nose in the fur lining of that cape. “I...might have missed you Dima...”
@azuredmoon liked your post--
Sort of just...leans over and nudges a little.
“Well shit--”
azuredmoon:
“YES, yes,” he laughed when he heard fingers drumming on the plain of his breastplate. “Yes, of course. It’d be more comfortable without all of this metal.” In all honesty, Dimitri had almost forgotten that he was still sporting armor. Especially now during peacetime. Metal and steel felt more like skin to him than his own. But with Felix...he was learning to show where the armor ends.
He started with his gauntlets and then gloves, removing piece by piece as he revealed more scars and burn marks on his body. “Could you help me? The straps on the back are a little tough to do alone.”
“Of course.”
He’d sat back a little to watch Dimitri and toss aside each discarded piece that was removed. His hands briefly came up to run along burns and scars gently, his expression curious and gentle.
He gave the blond a little help up so he could reach around to get to the straps on he back.
“You can help me with mine next.”
galaxythixf:
“Felix you’re injured and you expect me to just walk away?” The very idea seemed insulting to him at first. Simply abandoning someone in need didn’t call to him as very just but once he took a moment to look at it from Felix’s point of view, his criticisms seemed to subside. Perhaps it was also a little belittling to assume Felix couldn’t fend for himself in this situation, that much he could admit to but Dimitri wasn’t bold enough to leave him without a little help even if it wasn’t himself. “I’m afraid I can’t do much for the physical wound but at the very least drink this.” A hand darted beneath his cape, fumbling for a second before holding out a simple vulnerary. “It’ll help ease the pain and make it bearable, surely you’ll at least agree to this.”
“I expect you to help those still capable of fighting and to come back for me after.” They were clearing out the area pretty quickly despite the situation so he felt confident in his safety being left behind. It also wasn’t like he wasn’t still able to protect himself. He still had his sword and he would fight until he couldn’t any longer.
After a moment of making a face, he took the vulnerary. “If it’ll get that kicked puppy look off your face then fine.”
azuredmoon:
THE king hummed under his breath in deep acknowledgment at that fact. That it was true. That he was capable of making his Felya happy when once a upon a time he thought all he was good for was hurt and destruction. Dimitri hummed, content – he allowed himself to be held in the moment. He left things simply be.
Never in his dreams did he think he had the right nor the chance to be this happy again. Or even – if he dared – be at peace.
“And what now my Duke Fraldarius ? “ he played. “ What do you advise we do now to rest?”
“Hm, how should we go about resting indeed.”
There was a thoughtful hum, fingers tapping against the metal of Dimitri’s armor. Well that wouldn’t do. They couldn’t relax dressed as they were, that’s for sure. They’re clothes were meant for relaxing.
“This--” He tapped against it again. “--needs to come off, your highness. I won’t be seen cuddling up against your armor.”
painintopcwer:
The nurse motioned to Byleth’s side before rushing out of the room. All that remained in the room were the poisoned and the protector, the previous’s usually stoic expression one of severe pain. Cold sweats slid down his cheek from his forehead as a hand moved from under the blanket, trying to grasp something, anything cool.
Felix sighed as he sat forward in his seat. He was feeling tired. This whole week was slowly catching up to him and this wasn’t helping. Seeing Byleths hand come up, he grasped it with his own, letting the other man hold on as he saw fit.