Claude laughs quietly as he slips into the shower with Felix, leaning in to press a kiss to Felix's temple. "I'm flattered," he says with a smile. "And too bad you're not in better shape to properly appreciate it, huh?"
He lazily slides an arm around Felix's waist. It feels like a loose embrace, purely affectionate...but if Felix loses his balance as he's been threatening to, he'll get to see just how quickly that embrace turns into a steadying grip to hold him up. Claude's confident in his strength, after all; he's no Dimitri, but an archer's arms are no joke. And Felix is actually a tiny bit shorter than Claude; it won't be trying to hold up someone like Sylvain or Dimitri or Grant. If there's anyone Claude can hold up if he needs to, it's the man currently in his arms.
This does mean, of course, that he's naked and pressed right up against Felix's body in the shower. Of course, under the circumstances, the only thing particularly sexy about it is the concept(and visuals). Felix is too sick to be thinking too much of such things, and Claude is wholly focused on taking care of his boyfriend.
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He lazily slides an arm around Felix's waist. It feels like a loose embrace, purely affectionate...but if Felix loses his balance as he's been threatening to, he'll get to see just how quickly that embrace turns into a steadying grip to hold him up. Claude's confident in his strength, after all; he's no Dimitri, but an archer's arms are no joke. And Felix is actually a tiny bit shorter than Claude; it won't be trying to hold up someone like Sylvain or Dimitri or Grant. If there's anyone Claude can hold up if he needs to, it's the man currently in his arms.
This does mean, of course, that he's naked and pressed right up against Felix's body in the shower. Of course, under the circumstances, the only thing particularly sexy about it is the concept(and visuals). Felix is too sick to be thinking too much of such things, and Claude is wholly focused on taking care of his boyfriend.