[At the point when they stop, Feliks is sitting on the edge of the stage with Fai between his legs, though he's stopped short of actually wrapping them around him, and his skirt keeps things pretty PG.]

[He nuzzles Fai's nose and his cheek, running a hand through his hair again, the other arm latched around him, as if to make sure he doesn't disappear on him.]

[Tucking his chin over Fai's shoulder and resting there, he sticks his tongue out at the person who he thinks called out.]

What kind of boy do you think I am, anyway?

I think Yuui deserves, like, a private island or something for all that. Hajime, too. Reki hasn't been around the whole time, but I should probably buy her something nice, too...