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Lucifer to Felix Hugo Fraldarius Felix, It is with a heavy heart that I must inform you that an unnamed penitent has chosen to add the sin of murder to your list. This has unfortunately extended your contract. Best regards, Lucifer |
Damn it!
[Well this doesn't help his Wrath sin at all.]
And good manners said he needed to go and thank Felix personally for the gift.
Which was how he ended up outside Felix's door a day or so after Christmas. He would have come sooner, but - well, he had been occupied. He knocked on the door, humming softly to himself as he waited, unable to keep the smile of his lips.
He was drawn from this by a knock to the suite door. Knowing he was alone with his roommates out, he got up to answer it cautiously. Of course he relaxed right away when he saw Kirk.
"Did you need something?" He cocked his head to the side some, curious. Then he paused and stepped aside to let him in.
"My room is that one if you want to come in. Don't let the animals out."
"Oh? Animals? As in plural? I thought it was just your kitten?"
He stepped inside, but instead of heading straight for the gaggle of small, adorable creatures he turned just enough that he could lean over and peck the corner of Felix's lips in a hello greeting.
"You'll have to introduce me to the others," he said before heading towards them, making the cooing sounds necessary from any person with a soul when they saw a baby of any sort when he popped open the door.
The other puppy was golden and growling even as he tried to get attention too. "Dimitri..."
A golden kitten seemed to be judging the dogs and lingering near the Glenn kitten. "Ingrid."
Felix closed the door to his room and went to sit on his bed, scratching the ears of the kittens there. And trying to pretend like he hadn't named the other three after how childhood friends while being glad Kirk didn't know that.
Well who could ignore a face like that? Kirk laughed and bent down to pick up Sylvain, cradling the puppy to his chest and petting their bag softly, letting it lick and wriggle against him.
"Nice to meet you all," he said, moving to sit beside Felix and placing the puppy in his lap. "Quite the little menagerie you have going here, Felix."
"It's not that big a deal."
"Let's see, you let your hide your first kitten in your coat and then in your hood, and the next time I find you, you've practically tripled." Kirk reached down and picked up Dimitri, wrangling both puppies in his lap, letting them sniff and get used to him and take their scratches and attention, greedy little things. "Should I be worried that next time you'll have tripled again?"
The gaze he leveled at Felix was warm and teasing, shifting his weight so his thigh pressed into Felix's.
"There's not enough room. I know that."
"That doesn't always stop people," Kirk pointed out, setting the puppies down on the floor to let them roll about and play. They were sweet. Little creatures that actually looked like how one would imagine. Soft and sweet and pure. How long would they last here? Was there something else? He pushed those thoughts from his mind, though. This place was getting to him if he was letting even something like this be soured by anxious trains of thought.
He turned, resting a hand on the other side of Felix's hip so he was partially leaning over him. He leaned in a fraction closer, that warm gaze never wavering.
"Hopefully there's still some room left for me, though?"
"...did you want there to be room for you?" He was sort of considering it now, remembering how he'd liked those kisses.
"If you're willing to give it," Kirk brushed his fingers over Felix's thigh, leaning in a little closer to him, touching their foreheads. "I promise there's quite a few benefits if you do."
So cute, Felix, blushing and looking away like that.
"Like what?" Okay so maybe he could figure this out easily but he still wanted to hear it.
"Well, we could start with those kisses you like so much," he purred, teasing him by pressing a few across his cheeks. His fingers continued their light brushing along his thigh and hip, drawing little circles. "I could kiss you other places too. Or you could kiss me, if you want. Is there a benefit you might want?"
A fluttering of kisses across his nose and to his other cheek, along his jaw, a teasing tip at his chin so his nose bumped against Felix's lips.
"Show me where you'd kiss me. The other places." Given that he was just wearing the sleeveless turtleneck and his tight pants right now... Well Felix figured that was a lot of places and he wanted to see what Kirk would do.
Oh. He liked this game. He grinned, brushing his lips over Felix's before moving down along his neck. His hand moved up to squeeze along his ribs as his lips trailed further down over his chest. He didn't move Felix's shirt, as this was just a demonstration after all. He nuzzled at his nipples through the fabric, pressing a kiss to each before working down his belly, even pressing a few bites into him. He pushed himself back so he could bend down to trail his kisses over his hips, down between his legs. He lavished attention there, sucking over the bulge of fabric - but only for a moment.
He leaned back, licking his lips, looking up at Felix. "And that's just the front ~"
Flushed and eager, he found he'd grabbed Kirk's hair, glancing away even as he bit his lip. That had...been really good. He wanted more of it.
It wasn't fair that Kirk was so good at making his body react this way though. So as revenge he used the grip on his hair to pull him up for a kiss to the lips. "You showed me. Now stop teasing."
Permission granted. He wanted more. And he even yanked him in for one more kiss to prove it.
God, Felix being assertive that way, even a little bit, was such a turn on. He growled into the kiss, hands reaching down to tug Felix’s shirt, pushing it up to grab the hems and ease it off the other.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he growled into his skin, hands sliding down to work at his pants. His fingers tugged and jerked at the laces, working them open as quickly as he could and forcing them wide, brushing his fingers over his cock at the same time.
He paused, reaching up to grip Felix’s chin and make the other look at him. “Tell me if I need to stop,” he said, gentle but firm before releasing him and dropping his head to take a nipple between his lips. He sucked and rolled his tongue over it, enjoying the way it hardened against his tongue as he got his first real taste of Felix.
Then his chin was grabbed and his eyes widened. When he was released, he have Kirk's hair a pull.
"Don't stop, idiot," he growled before groaning and dropping his head back against the headboard. Oh shit. That felt really good.
Fingers slid down into Felix's trousers, caressing his hips, tracing the sharp line of muscle leading down to his groin. He did love defined muscle on a man - it was pleasant being pointed to where all the fun was to be had. He cupped Felix between his leads, gently kneading him over his underwear while his mouth continued tracing it's path over his chest and teasing at his nipples.
Still, he was impatient, wiggling to get it off his pants and underwear. They were just in the way. It was annoying.
Then he realized something.
"Stop stripping me and lose the clothes." It wasn't fair he was getting naked first. So Felix grabbed for Kirk's clothes to start giving him the same treatment.
His body wasn't scarred like Felix's - he was relatively unmarred except for a few marks here and there, ones he had purposefully instructed Bones to leave on him, reminders of battles and moments that he wanted those physical reminders of. Of course, his large, black NCC-1701 tattoo stood out against his left ribs, and his inner arm on his right side sported a series of numbers, nonsensical unless you knew the universal coordinates for Earth.
Twisting, he straddled Felix, guiding the younger man's hands down to the button of his trousers. "You want to do the honors?" he purred, said trousers doing little to hide his growing arousal.
When his hands were guided to the trousers, he looked up at him. There was just a moment before there was a smirk. The only sign that something was about to happen.
And then, he went to knock the man over so he could be the one to get on top of him. He didn't know if it would work but he wanted to try. Even if he didn't know what he was doing, he still really wanted to see if he could pull off being more confident than he felt in this bed.
He seriously hated not knowing what he was doing.
Anyway, if it worked then he'd climb on top of Kirk so he could start undoing his pants and yanking them down. Basically, yes. He wanted to do the honors.
"Your turn," he growled, wrenching the laces of Felix's trousers looser, pushing them down and smiling all the while up at Felix, clearly thrilled with their current situation.
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