[Felix frowns as Claude smiles, and glances away, because he can't hold eye contact at all at such close range. Then there's hands on his hips guiding him, and he rolls his hips to the direction he's being pressed, because it's as much instruction as a touch on his elbow to correct the way he holds a sword. But he still finds himself beginning to blush hotly from the way his hips are held, especially when Claude brings up the word "sexy".]
Ugh. Motivating. Can't you just call it motivating?
[At least that was his supposed purpose on the battlefield when dancing.]
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Ugh. Motivating. Can't you just call it motivating?
[At least that was his supposed purpose on the battlefield when dancing.]