[It isn't as though Constantin has to wait very long? Not once he allows Felix to tip his head back, anyway, because the ease with which it all happens is clearly tacit approval. That's all that Felix needs, but feeling that hand slide back, fingers just barely slipping into his messy hair, doesn't hurt. No one touches him like this, he can't help but to think, the quiet thrill of it sending his eyes drifting down to Constantin's lips. No one is permitted to.
...Except for this person who does, in fact, appreciate him for him—and while that reminder is unnecessary, it is what finally what spurs Felix forward. There's no need to think about where they are, or how they're positioned, or what they're even doing; there's simply Felix's hand slipping down to the side of Constantin's neck, thumb resting ever so lightly atop the line of his jaw as Felix closes that last bit of distance between them. It's nothing complicated. Felix has kissed others before, albeit very rarely and very, very long ago, but where those were quick, hurried things, this is...
Well. It's little more than a clumsy brush of lips, at first. Felix barely avoiding bumping their noses together as he remembers how this works, but it isn't as though it's a terribly complicated thing; soon he's doubling down on his efforts, pressing his lips to Constantin's a touch more firmly as his confidence swells, as he fully accepts that, yes, this is indeed what he wants. Maybe it's foolish! Maybe it's reckless! Maybe it's many things, but he's determined—and thus he narrows his focus to Constantin, savoring this simple, chaste kiss for as long as he's allowed.]
[Hmm, 6/10 for clumsiness... No, no; there's an earnestness to that first uncertain contact that both makes Constantin smile against his lips and calms the frenetic thumping of his heart. Because this thing is new and different, this pushes them well past nebulous and at the same time, it's Felix. Felix who wakes before dawn for ridiculous reasons and who barely bothered to get the dust of the road off himself before sitting down in a fine arm chair to eat. And to kiss him, good god, is this the distinct feeling of dust in his hair as Constantin curls his fingers into the strands? Is it?
Well, it is what it is— simple and warm, without pretense or posturing. Constantin has always known exactly where he stands when it comes to Felix, and so it only makes sense that it's this person he's grown so close to in such a relatively short time. He straightens up some, to really lean in and kiss him back properly, like perhaps he is seconds away from dissolving through the chair from sheer delight—
He'll try not to! But when this surprisingly sweet kiss comes to an end, it is definitely because he finally couldn't stop himself from chuckling. To think he could care for someone this much and have his affections returned! Remarkable! Enough that he more or less giggles like a teenager for a second, hold on, hold on...]
Hmm— I will get better at that.
[At not laughing!! He promises, punctuated with a very bold second smooch, much quicker than the first. The deal is sealed.]
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...Except for this person who does, in fact, appreciate him for him—and while that reminder is unnecessary, it is what finally what spurs Felix forward. There's no need to think about where they are, or how they're positioned, or what they're even doing; there's simply Felix's hand slipping down to the side of Constantin's neck, thumb resting ever so lightly atop the line of his jaw as Felix closes that last bit of distance between them. It's nothing complicated. Felix has kissed others before, albeit very rarely and very, very long ago, but where those were quick, hurried things, this is...
Well. It's little more than a clumsy brush of lips, at first. Felix barely avoiding bumping their noses together as he remembers how this works, but it isn't as though it's a terribly complicated thing; soon he's doubling down on his efforts, pressing his lips to Constantin's a touch more firmly as his confidence swells, as he fully accepts that, yes, this is indeed what he wants. Maybe it's foolish! Maybe it's reckless! Maybe it's many things, but he's determined—and thus he narrows his focus to Constantin, savoring this simple, chaste kiss for as long as he's allowed.]
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Well, it is what it is— simple and warm, without pretense or posturing. Constantin has always known exactly where he stands when it comes to Felix, and so it only makes sense that it's this person he's grown so close to in such a relatively short time. He straightens up some, to really lean in and kiss him back properly, like perhaps he is seconds away from dissolving through the chair from sheer delight—
He'll try not to! But when this surprisingly sweet kiss comes to an end, it is definitely because he finally couldn't stop himself from chuckling. To think he could care for someone this much and have his affections returned! Remarkable! Enough that he more or less giggles like a teenager for a second, hold on, hold on...]
Hmm— I will get better at that.
[At not laughing!! He promises, punctuated with a very bold second smooch, much quicker than the first. The deal is sealed.]