Felix began to lean in at once, kissing back without a second though. He trusted Wolf instantly, and he wanted it to be true. He was an emotional rug, he knew that well enough. But Wolf clearly didn’t like games, and that was… inspiring. Well, inspiring enough for Felix to close his eyes and fall into the comfort of the embrace. He put one hand on the back of Wolf’s neck, feeling the long hair that the other man sported there. His fingers gently began to lace with it, the pads rubbing on Wolf’s scalp gently. His other hand hesitated for a while, before settling on Wolf’s lower thigh. It was his knee really, but Felix was giving himself some slack and pretending he’d been a touch bolder.
He wanted to lie back on the bed. He wanted to know what it would be like to really get the other man involved with him, with this snogging stuff. But it was hard to feel brave right then, and doing something like actually furthering the kissing (consciously) wasn’t on his plate right then. Instead Felix let out a little sound, knowing full well that Wolf couldn’t hear it- but maybe he could feel it, know the vibrations on the other’s mouth.
Family was an issue. His father was so deeply invested in his being a perfect athlete that he found it hard to do anything that would disappoint him. And he was a Mama’s boy, he admitted that openly. He’d seen their reactions to Luke’s coming out, Felix couldn’t even comprehend the idea of having that reaction aimed at him. Maya… Maya knowing probably wouldn’t be too bad. Maybe.