royal_musings | Autumn Open Post

Felix tilts his head in understanding. It was true that there were a few around who were older than they appeared but she was not one of them. "Unfortunately but I do hope one day there will be more acceptance," he muses. Though, being who and what he was and how much history he has seen, he's not holding his breath.

"For all the sweet and charming words people preach about 'peace, love, and light' they sure don't like to show it when it comes to one another. It's unfortunate." And ultimately, it's a load of bullshit if you ask him. By people, he means those who like to follow the "good" side or the "one" path as they like to call it.

He nods and says a thank you to the waiter, watching as he pours Peter a glass then topping off his own before settling into his chair once more. They would put it on his tab. He's owned the restaurant often enough that hardly anyone even asks anymore.

"Prego. Sì - family is a tricky thing," he says with a knowing nod. Although, he was a little surprised to hear a wolf say it considering how tight-knit packs were.

"I'm Felix, by the way," he reaches a hand out to shake and introduce himself.

Peter snorts at that, giving him a look. "An optimist, huh? Are things better here? I know in the States we're having more and more hunters and I worry what that means for many in my country."

It feels weird, talking about it without adding the details and yet he's here in the old world, and having the ability to immerse himself in a more preternatural world.

Peter gives a nod at that, shifting to lean his chin against the heel of his hand, watching the other man. "I think you're right. You may find some," he says, gesturing at the other man and sitting up, leaning back in his chair and crossing one leg over the other. "Present company included, but not everyone."

He takes the offered hand with a smile. "Peter. It's a pleasure, Felix. Do you call Rome home, or somewhere else in the country?" The accent is much too good to not believe he's from there. Peter's isn't bad but Felix's is musical.

"While I may have some hope, I'm likewise not holding my breath for anything to truly change," Felix admits with a chuckle and brings his glass to his mouth.

He considers the question for a moment and shakes his head. "It was better but recently, I have heard talk about a rise in hunters in the countryside. Not only for your kind but others," he admits, having slowly started taking note of anyone who was rumored to be involved so perhaps he could keep an eye on them.

At least to start.

Felix watches him with an appreciation. "No, not everyone," he agrees. "After a while, you would hope someone would become less judgmental based on who a person is or, in too many parts of the world, who they love and want to fuck."

He drags his finger tip along the rim of his glass as he watches the other man. He was very curious about Peter and wanted to know as much as he possibly could learn about him.

"Most of the time, I do. I've traveled much over the years and still, I seem to return to Rome or Milan, depending on the year or the season. Despite its many flaws or faults, I return. Is this your first trip here?"

It's depressing to hear, truthfully and he sighs as he takes a drink of his wine. Letting it roll over his tongue, rich and delightful. "This is one of the best wines I've ever had. Thank you for sharing with me," he says with a nod of his head. "But it's sadly true how much we still face. All of us. We've talked with some of the others, just reaching out. I think, in the end, it's what we're going to need in the long run to survive. Not all agree, but then I suppose that's how it is."

His sister was one of them. She wanted to stay secluded, to avoid everyone. Already her kids were fighting back to go out with others and it was why he was in Rome.

That's get a snort from him. "I would say something about humans, but I can't say others haven't had their issues as well. Like your friend. Not as if we smell like wet dog when it rains," he teases with a carefree smile.

He nods though at that. "I am second to our Alph... I was second," he corrects, still finding that hard. "She has her own family now and so they don't need me and now I'm here."

Maybe that wasn't entirely the truth but it was how it felt. He felt like he had no place anymore, and if he was going to be outside of things, he might as well be away.

"It's one of my favorites and I'm glad I have someone to share it with," he says and takes another sip, savoring the wine before setting it down.

He nods in agreement and studies the other man silently. He didn't get the feeling like he was hiding something and Felix was powerful enough that he can overpower most other beings without breaking a sweat. "I don't plan on letting the hunters hide or live too much of a peaceful life when they're making life hell for so many others," he says as though he's discussing the weather. He couldn't do this in other places but Italy? Was his and had been since the Fall of Rome.

Its residents may not know but They knew. The ones in power did.

His mouth curls up. "No, not at all like wet dog," he agrees because his scent of smell got a whiff of just how good Peter smelled.

Felix cocks his head. "The moment she has her own family, you're no longer the 2nd? Is that normal," he questions. "Even if they're young and can't control their own hormones?"

"I have found travel to be the best way to spend ones time and I am glad that although family is a hard one to deal with, it has brought you here. I hope you will stay awhile and not jet off to somewhere different so soon?"

"It's one of the best things about Italy, I admit. The vintages. I have been fighting not to drink my way through the villages, honestly." Not that he was going to fight it right now with the man there with him.

"Well... if you're looking for company while I'm in town to help with any hunters, I would say I'm more than willing to help. Especially if it means sharing a bottle afterwards," he says with another drink and a coy wink and a smile.

One that fades then as he considers how to put this, talking to a stranger about public business and not caring what he might share. He hadn't given a last name, had he?

"It's not entirely like that, but with three direct heirs rather than a brother, unless something happened to them I'm now just the man holding down the fort until they take the pack and the glory." He pauses, taking another drink before adding. "Despite the fact that she isn't capable of handling a full moon without being chained and I am, but if I fought her for the pack, the others would kill me. So... I left. They're still trying to find me, but they haven't been able to get close to me. I'm being very careful not to let them figure out where I am."

Which is a huge admission but he can't see a reason not to be honest about it all.

"I think I can manage to settle down for a bit just to be curious and see how things go. For the fun of it."

His mouth curls up. "If you would like a guided tour of the villages and sample the vintages, be sure to let me know. I know many of them personally," he offers because he takes pride in his country and enjoys showing it to people.

He would especially enjoy showing it to Peter.

Felix shifts a little and uncrosses his legs before slipping his foot over to brush against Peter's leg. Was he worried about misreading the signals? Probably not. "Sì, I will be happy to take you up on your offer on the hunters and sharing a bottle afterward." And more if you're interested was left unsaid.

He listens as Peter speaks about his family and frowns, taking another sip from his glass and sets it down. "That is unfortunate and doesn't at all sound like a strong alpha if she is unable to manage shifting without being chained." Felix pauses and considers. "I can ensure that no one you don't want knowing will know that you're here."

"For the fun of it," Felix says with a smile, now sending him a coy smile and a wink. "Where are you staying? I have space if you don't want your name booked at a hotel to find."

It was forward but he didn't see any reason to beat around the bush, or so they say.

"I'm going to tell you now that I'm absolutely up for that. Who would be foolish enough to say no to that?"

He smiles as he says it, a smile that only widens when he feels the other man's foot brush against his leg. He only shifts his leg a bit closer, making sure to show how welcome it is.

"And we could add a little hunting of our own into things. See where things go. I've got no desire to hurry home now or any time in the future," he admits, before adding. "Because you're right. Let her handle it on her own. The moon is in a few days and she's likely in a panic but the truth? It's for her to handle."

Now for all he knows the other man is a hunter, someone who now knows he's alone with no one at his back. If he's gone that far, why not further?

"I'm actually staying in a hostel not too far from here. I suppose if I've already risked my life with this talk so far, why not further. I'd love to see how you live, and just how much trouble I can get myself into."

In any way that works in this city with the man before him.

"Perfetto," Felix says with a pleased smile and that smile only becomes more pleased when Peter's leg shifts closer. He slides his foot up the curve of his calf. "We will arrange it then, hm? What have you done while you've been here? Other than shop for new shoes... I can show you more shops as well, if shopping is of interest."

He licks at his bottom lip. "We will add hunting to the list of things we can enjoy together," he agrees, pleased that Peter would be staying a while and wouldn't hurry back to the States anytime soon. It will be nice to share his home and his country with someone. Especially someone who was more than interested in doing some hunting.

Felix had not expected this tonight but he was pleased nonetheless.

"If she is old enough to have pups, then she is old enough to learn to shift and manage herself. Especially as she is an alpha," he tsks.

"Ah," he nods and chuckles low. "I can guarantee you will not regret it," he teases, eyeing Peter as his foot continues to slowly slide up and down his leg.

It's such a subtle thing, a movement so little and yet meaning so much at the same time. It's a casual ask for permission, a means of hitting on another without risking being entirely wrong and yet it feels entirely intimate in that moment. Though a lot of that could be the conversation. Two supernatural beings, plotting murder and revenge, moments after meeting.

But that's a lot of it. There's connection there that Peter has never felt with another soul and he's not prepared to lose that now.

"You're right. I've let her take advantage of me long enough."

It's what had led him on this adventure, brought him here to Rome to begin with. Because she's right. He feels the same way, that it's time for her to take care of her of her own and he needs to find what his place in the world is.

He watches Felix closely, considering him. "Then what's stopping you from taking me home now then?"

While Felix was not shy at all about his desire for someone, the deeper connection that he felt already for Peter was not something he'd expected. He wanted to know more about this werewolf and spend time with him - show him everything Italy and he has to offer.

"It sounds like it to me," Felix agrees and finishes off his glass of wine. "And now, you can decide what you want for your life, yes?"

"I thought I'd give you the opportunity to finish your wine first," he says. "We can take the rest of the bottle with us. I bet it tastes even better on your skin or from your lips."

Peter watches Felix finish his drink even as he toys with the stem of his own glass.

It's sexy and playful, and yet there's something else really important there to what he's saying and Peter realizes that he's on a precipice. If he makes this choice now, everything could change. Would he ever go back? Would they hunt him down? What would happen if he went with Felix and decided just that; what he wants for his life.

He lifts his glass and downs the rest of his glass.

"I want more to find out how it tastes on me, and how good you taste."

Felix can see the wheels turning in Peter's mind as he considers what all of this means. He continues sliding his foot up and down Peter's leg slowly, letting the other man make his decision.

And although it started off as simple - spending time together tonight and while Peter was here, he was also of the mindset that Peter deserved to have his own life. He may have only just met the other man but from what little he knows of the family? Any alpha who couldn't shift without being chained up and using her family? Didn't deserve to be called an alpha.

It was naturally one of the reasons he doesn't speak to any of his own direct lines. They were out there, of course they were, but while they liked being anywhere else, he primarily stayed in Italy. They didn't come calling and he didn't go looking.

The moment Peter downs the rest of his glass, Felix smiles. "Good, I'm glad we're on the same page then, bello. Come, we will go home and we can stop at your hostel tomorrow." He stands from the table and picks up the bottle of wine with one hand while holding a hand out for Peter.

No one has ever supported Peter in who he is and the werewolf he is. He's always had a strength that others in his family had not recognized but used. He wasn't in places where he could fear he could leave.

Until he just had.

Then he took a chance and that chance is giving him a moment to make a choice he'd always wanted to make, a chance he wanted.

And he is willing to leap into this and take his chance for as long as he could have it.

And that's why he takes the man's hand and curls his fingers around Felix's fingers. "Lead on, Charmer."

Maybe it's a crazy chance to take but it's one he wants to take. Whatever happens, it'll be worth it.

When Peter takes his hand, Felix smiles and clasps his hand in his own before leaning in and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "This way then," he says, leading him toward his place. It wasn't too far of a walk and along the way, he pointed out a couple of sights that Peter may or may not already be aware of.

He could have made them appear there but he wanted to show Peter his home. Both the city and the place he lays his head down at night. Though, he knows they have some time together for everything.

When they arrive, Felix brings down the wards surrounding his home and allows Peter to enter first before following him through and resetting them. Much later, no doubt, he'll add Peter to them but he's learned over time to not grow complacent. He sets the bottle down on a side table before stepping in closer to Peter, cupping his cheek. "I'm very glad we ran into each other tonight. Or, that old woman ran into you..."

It's an interesting change for Peter to not only be strolling through Italy with someone at all, but to be delightfully lightheaded on good wine, holding the hand of a handsome and charming witch as well.

The land itself is beautiful but then they come upon an elegant estate and he can feel the magic radiating from it. Even as it closes in behind him. Maybe with another he might feel as if he was trapped, but this feels comforting. A bubble that keeps out all from his life that might seek him out.

Even that touch only makes him smile, eyes half closing as he leans into the touch.

"Never thought I would be glad to be yelled at for what I am, but I'm glad."

He doesn't hesitate then, leaning in and kissing the other man. There's a delight there he hasn't known before and he aches for more as he wraps an arm around Felix's waist and pulls him in close.

Felix chuckles low, watching as he leans into his touch. "Normally I wouldn't be overly pleased by it either. But it did lead us to meeting," he says.

But then Peter's lips are on his and he's being pulled in closer to him.

Felix makes a low noise in the back of his throat as he steps in closer, pressing Peter against the nearest wall as he deepens the kiss. He slides a hand into Peter's hair as the other one rests on his hip.

"Mm, I should give you the tour. Or at least to my room," he teases against Peter's lips before kissing him again, unable to resist.

While he's counted being in Italy at all as finding a freedom he hasn't had, this is something entirely different. This is being who he wants to be and having what he wants, and it feels like chains that have been wrapped around him for too long are suddenly breaking and falling away.

Arching up against Felix even as his shoulders press to the wall, his mouth ravenous on the other man's. Showing how needful he is, hands roaming over a strong, lean body and already tugging on his shirt, just to feel warm skin against his hands.

"Please," he murmurs between kisses. "Take me anywhere. Anyway you want."

He doesn't care how desperate he sounds, just as long as he has more.

"Tu sei tentazione," Felix murmurs between kisses then tugs on Peter's shirt as he licks into his mouth. He rocks into him, already hard and thinking of Peter pressed against him without any clothes.

He moves both hands down to Peters shirt, tugging it up and pulling away long enough to remove it. He quickly pulls off his own shirt and drops it to the floor. "Magnifico," he murmurs, looking him over slowly before looking at Peter again.

"My room," he says and takes Peter's hand before leading him toward the stairs and up. They only make it half way up the stairs before Felix turns to Peter, cups his cheek and kisses him again.

"Il tuo," he groans, not even thinking about what he's saying. Just feeling it, not hesitating in the least as he ducks down out of his shirt. Only breaking away long enough for that before he's pressing in close once more. Needing to just feel Felix against him once more. As if it had been more than moments they had been apart.

His hands are moving to push back Felix's shirt, hands roaming over his chest when its gone. Leaning in, his mouth brushing against his shoulder, along the crook of his neck, licking and nibbling along the beautiful expanse of skin.

Clinging to Felix's hand, the other hand brushing along his waist, just needing to touch him as he follows after the Italian witch, arching eagerly into that kiss in a moment.

Felix groans when Peter’s mouth comes into contact with his neck, tilting his head to the side to give him better access. A hand slides into his hair to hold him there before they’re moving.

He turns them to press Peters back against the wall and deepen the kiss. As they kiss, he moves both hands moving to the man’s jeans so he can open them with a low sound.

It's whirlwind and wild and it's everything Peter needs. It's been years since he's indulged in things like this, for his pleasure, his desires, what he wants. It feels amazing and he can't help how eager he is for it all, and he won't feel guilty for that.

Not that he's even imagining what even the word guilt might be as he pushed up and into the kiss. Moaning into the kiss, his tongue wicked and his body moving in needful ways. No thoughts for the fears of hunters, or family. Just one thing.

"Take me," he groans between kisses. "Fuck, use me."

"I will," Felix promises with a low groan, loving the way Peter pushed into the kiss and gave as good as he got. He couldn't get enough of the way he tasted and how he felt.

It was only a short distance to his room but he didn't want to waste a single second. He makes them both appear in his room in the next moment and pushes Peter's jeans down. "Want you naked," he growls low, pressing biting kisses over his jaw and down his neck.

He practically trips over the denim and Peter doesn't care. Skill and desire catch him, keep him from going down as he wriggles and kicks out of his jeans, not caring where they land.

"Fuck," he groans, his head falling back and baring his throat willingly. It's dangerous and wicked and he can't help himself as he gets naked, his hands moving for Felix's pants to get them open, off him, pushing them down as his hand strokes along the length of his cock.

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I'm learning so much about him.

It's such a great way to learn

it really is!

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i am totally going to look for Felix's place sometime.

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