[ Dimitri wasn't sure what he had been expecting when Felix literally yanked him by the collar -- a physical scolding? a strong call for attention to make his point? -- but whatever it was, it certainly wasn't this.
Out of reflex, one hand blindly reaches out for the stall metal frame just to offset the strength of Felix's pull and keep him balanced, and maybe it bends a little under his crushing grip? Maybe! But at least his other hand is gentle where it matters, lightly touching the side of Felix's elbow, then sliding up his bicep. All in all, a fairly chaste display to match his kiss, yet somehow... it would feel wrong to call this strictly professional.
(The crowd booing surely doesn't help, either. Are the commoners finally rising against cheating nobles...?) ]
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Out of reflex, one hand blindly reaches out for the stall metal frame just to offset the strength of Felix's pull and keep him balanced, and maybe it bends a little under his crushing grip? Maybe! But at least his other hand is gentle where it matters, lightly touching the side of Felix's elbow, then sliding up his bicep. All in all, a fairly chaste display to match his kiss, yet somehow... it would feel wrong to call this strictly professional.
(The crowd booing surely doesn't help, either. Are the commoners finally rising against cheating nobles...?) ]