#felix: 02

[catherinestuart]

“arthur and matilda are sleeping with each other, and god fucking knows, he’s manipulating her.” there was no need of preamble when one has copious amounts of alcohol in one’s system, and anger pulsing through one’s veins. “i know what he’s capable of, and if i knew something happened sooner i would’ve done something. but here we are. i thought you should know if you really are going to marry her one day, she’d always somehow be his.”    /    @felixrojo​

[rowanxaubri]

toxic | felix & rowan

@felixthegoodboy​:

Felix covered his ears as the banging of the drums was so loud but he couldn’t stop watching the paint bounce with the beat, it was rather hypnotizing. He made a made a little confused expression as Rowan got some of the paint in her mouth and he finally uncovered his ears to hear her speak. “Is…Is that english? Sorry I don’t speak whatever language that is..But I have this” he pulled out a napkin from his pocket and handed it to her. “You can keep that if you’d like? Are you okay? Paint usually tastes pretty gross” he stated, speaking from experience when he got a little too curious as a dog. “Also…You’re barely wearing any clothes…Do you want my jacket?”

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Rowan gratefully took the offered napkin and used it to wipe out her mouth.  Considering there was a Mistress right next to her banging right along with her, she was probably being a little paranoid about the toxicity of the paint.  “It is English, I was just trying not to swallow.”  She took a few beats before laughing, high as a kite with no regrets.  “Probably the first time I’ve said that since coming to the island.  Coming!”

Okay, maybe a little too high but she was enjoying herself all the same.  Which is probably why it took so long to realize how overdressed Felix seemed to be considering the slave dress code for the party.  “Wait, where did you get a jacket?” she yelled over the thumping bass and the drums still being played nearby.