Felix, son of Corwin (
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sins_of_a_father2023-10-03 01:39 am
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Into the woods


"You're gonna love it," Felix promised, leading their horses along the thin game trail he was following by memory through the thick trees.
The cabin was technically one that belonged broadly to the rangers, he'd explained before they set out. There were several dozen of them dotting the forest, kept provisioned in the event someone got stuck out in the woods. Some were nicer than others, and this one was far enough off of regular trails that Felix had more or less claimed it as his own. He stayed there when he made his irregular trips back to Amber when he was in his self-imposed exile to see his sister, a way to be close but off the radar, and had never ran across another soul stopping in. A couple weeks out from his last "episode", Felix was mostly back to his upbeat self again, no signs of how awful he had been left behind. The change of scenery was still a nice change of pace, and given how thin Felix's deck of trumps was it was a lovely favorite place that he hoped Marco would enjoy painting.
As much as cities seemed like his natural environment - his love of guns and cars and all - there was a different ease to Felix in Arden, among the trees.
"Here, there it is- it's much cozier on the inside promise."
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He let them both enjoy the kiss for a long while, his gentle fingertips dipping under Felix's underwear to push them down the same way his pants had gone, then spent a while just drawing light circles onto Felix's hips and glutes, sometimes dipping his fingers into creases of skin under his buttocks and between them. In the meanwhile their tongues intertwined together, Marco slowly taking control of the kiss, driving Felix back into his own mouth, which he happily made love to after, slowly and thoroughly.