AnOTP: Felix/Dionysos

[skewedeyes]

He's actually not reading, for once! Exiting the Mansion, he goes strolling across the lawn with some sort of vague intent to go somewhere, but mostly just looking for company. Felix thrives on social interaction to an almost absurd degree, and hence every inch of him declares that he has no real purpose to his wanderings. 

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[dionysos_evios]

Dionysos loves people in all of their felicitous caprice, their willingness to be purposeless; however, even gods of excess and mirth must sometimes work, and today he is crouching at the bank of the lake, shaping himself a clay amphora for wine. He is nearly naked, wearing only a loincloth, and his fine, olive skin is splattered with clay. Despite the work-like nature of his work, he appears to be having a brilliant time.

[skewedeyes]

Felix notices the mostly naked first, lifting one hand to shade his eyes and admire it. Before heading down towards the water, because pretty mens are enough to make even Felix overcome his fear of water.

[dionysos_evios]

That fear of water sounds debilitating, right there. Dionysos will certainly have noticed Felix heading over, and he'll smile wide and inviting.

[skewedeyes]

Felix grins back. "Well, hello," he says, most definitely checking him out despite the clay. "What are you making?" With a curious headtilt at the clay structure.