Felix X Xander (Part One)**

Xander let out a sigh as a smile broke out on his lips. His gaze latched onto a spot on the wall just over Felix's shoulder. His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat—that smooth, spice-scented throat—as he swallowed hard.

"What are you thinking?" Felix asked as he noticed the look on Xander's face. His hands were now resting on the elf's shoulders and he suddenly felt the urge to place them back against his cheek to feel the softness of his skin.

Whatever Xander had been debating, his decision was clearly made. Then, just as quickly, he turned back to Felix. "What do you want to do now?" 

Felix was left surprised as he had nothing to say anything in response to Xander's sudden question. "Well..." he tried to think of something but even after certain long seconds, he came up completely empty.

Closing his eyes, he just leaned forward and pressed his lips against the elf's.