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They are both undressed, Feist attacking Leon's lips with hungry kisses while lying on top of him, chest to chest and hip to hip, having already decided to go all the way tonight, when Feist suddenly stops and looks at Leon with a sheepish expression.
"You will walk me through it, right?"
For some reason it amuses Leon so much he bursts out laughing before he can think better of it.
Feist makes a face. "Is my inexperience that funny?"
"No, no, it's not that," Leon gasps, trying to get his sudden outburst under control. Is this his boyfriend rubbing off on him? "You were just so... confidently pressing me into the mattress right now... I nearly forgot this would be your first time. Of course I'll guide you."
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- Part 3 of VigilFeist adventures
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"I remember you saying you kinda don't hate the idea of us naked in the shower, is that right?"
All-too-familiar embarrassment that seems to go hand in hand with Feist's candid way of speaking his mind on intimate matters is back full force. Leon doesn't understand how it is that he can stare down masses and fight forces both within and beyond human comprehension, but exchanging innuendos with his boyfriend still makes him flustered. He wills the blush to die down — with less than stellar results — and reminds himself that two can play this game.
"Yes," he says defiantly, staring back at Feist. "You still offering?"
"I do feel kinda dirty," Feist intones, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "Nothing a good shower wouldn't fix." He winks. "Especially with good company."
Leon forces the jittery feelings down, puts on a confident face and smirks. "Consider you've got yourself one."
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- Part 2 of VigilFeist adventures
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"I refuse to call you Stainless under any circumstances," Leontuzzo huffs, nodding at a big smear running down the other's shoulder. "I don't fancy committing crimes against truth."
A momentary pause, and then—
"Help me scrub it off, then, shower's got space for two," Feist blurts out flippantly, fixing a stare at Leon. Then, apparently, his mind catches up with the mouth, and he has the decency to blush.
"Sorry," he wheezes. "Mind-to-mouth filter acting up."
Leontuzzo feels his own cheeks flaring up. He coughs awkwardly, covering his mouth with a palm. "That... certainly wasn't a mental image I expected to conjure today."
"Yeah, I'm very sorry." Feist becomes even redder, nervously tapping the spanner in his hands against the side of his leg. "Won't happen again."
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Chiave never had any respect for personal space: he wouldn't think twice before slinging an arm around Broca's shoulders with ease any time he wanted to talk, nor would he shy away from attacking Broca with hugs when he was feeling particularly excited. But this time, with the three of them gathered in their shared room, as Chiave leans impossibly close to him, eyes studying his face, fingers running up the muscles of his arms, Broca has a hunch it's something else entirely. Something... more calculated. Significant.
"Me 'n Aosta were thinking recently..." His face is so close that Broca can feel the other's breath against his lips. "We've been foolin' around..." Chiave makes a sign of thrusting a lone finger into a circle of fingers on another hand to leave no doubts about what kind of 'fooling around' he means. "And maybe you'd wanna join us?"
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