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[It's not been a super fun week for Fenris, not that this is anything usual. Fenris' entire LIFE is never super fun. He'd been enjoying cave exploring with Hawke, up until his loss had dragged him back. He'd tried to find her again, of course, but only to be brought back to the castle again before he could do so.

It can not be stated enough how much he really, really hates his loss. And now it's snowing, which he isn't a big fan of. Tevinter is tropical, and even Kirkwall isn't all that cold. He's almost regretting his lack of shoes now, as he stands by the main doors of the castle, glaring at the snow like it insulted his mother. His journal his nearby to record his distaste ]

I have never seen such a heavy snow before. Does it get worse than this? I do not relish being trapped inside the castle for months on end. [Because that's what happens with heavy snow, right?]

[[ooc: Journal or open, also open for planned and unplanned kisses, have at!]]

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[It's not his fault, he needs a step okay?

Fenris seems to not mind the rough treatment, in fact he responds in kind, pushing Felix up against the wall, nipping at his lower lip as he kisses him, the lyrium markings beginning to glow]

[Yeah, ok, the armor kind of hurts, but whatever...

He kisses back...hard. Really, you'd think kissing was a competitive sport by the way they were going at it.

The magic baking off Fenris is making him vaguely giddy, too, which probably isn't helping matters. Certainly not hurting, in Felix's current perspective.]

[Fenris seems pretty cool with that right now, too. He's too focused in that kiss, his hands gripping Felix's arms, cutting off any means of escape]

[As if he'd want to run right now.

He'll even be insinuating a leg between the elf's because what is public decency anyway?]

[It's far too overrated, that's what it is. Fenris doesn't seem to be bothered by this at all, his hands travelling up Felix's back and up into his hair]

[He's lets out a slight moan at that. He likes his hair being played with. Bonus points for a careful application of tugging, but this is good too.]

[Fenris is good with tugging. He presses close for a moment, before the fairies flutter off and he steps back, looking incredibly awkward]

I... I'm sorry.

[Felix only looks sorry that Fenris stopped, though he stays slumped back against the wall. He shakes his head.]

No reason to apologize.

[It probably doesn't help Fenrix kind of wanted to do that anyway. It adds to his guilty look]

I...do not know what came over me.

It's the castle. Something it does around this time of year. Makes people kiss each other.

I guess I what which of the decorations is doing it this year [Wry smirk]

...What is the purpose of that? Or is this another foolish thing which makes no sense in this ridiculous place?

[He's done some reading, so he knows the answer to this!]

Actually, it apparently has routes in a tradition related to this holiday that involves kissing under mistletoe. It seems the castle has seen fit to alter the tradition each year in order to keep us guessing.

[Fenris makes a very unamused sound]

Yet another thing to hate about this blighted castle. [Ugh, he can't even hide in his room because stupid loss]

Oh, I don't know, I rather like it. [There's a rather low purr to his voice and a drop in his gaze at that remark]

[Fenris clears his throat, looking more than a little awkward]

I did not imagine you the type.

[He tilts his head a little, quirking a brow questioningly]

What type would that be?

[Oh Maker this is why he doesn't speak to people]

More like...Isabela.

[Who? Oh...that woman. He talked to her once. He shrugs]

Maybe a little. [more than a little] I know what I like and happen to be rather good at it. [For reasons he isn't about to readily share. You already have one of his big secrets, Fenris.]

Yes, she says much of the same. [Nope, he gets that. Some things are never, ever shared]

Does it bother you?

Not especially, you tend to get used to her after a while.

I meant me.

Oh.

Well, you get used to you after a while too.

[See, he can be witty sometimes. Once in a blue moon]

[Felix laughs]

I'm glad you think so.

Well, I will speak of merits when I see them.

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