get low | Felix + Hanna

[FELIX CICERO TELLER]

The feeling of Hanna's hands in his hair electrified Felix from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet. After a long moment, Hanna pulled away, her eyes sparking. Felix's face was flushed, but he couldn't help his grin. He bent forward to capture her lips in a more gentle kiss, and chuckled at her declaration. "Strong words," said Felix, collecting a drink from the selection. He offered one to Hanna as well. The world shifted back into focus, the thrumming of the bass moving through the air like a sailboat on the sea.

Wrapping an arm around Hanna's slim shoulders, Felix looked out towards the stage. The DJ was silent behind his decks, shrouded in shadow so that the crowd would focus more on the lights show that accompanied his set. "How many festivals have you been to? Are they all like this?" asked Felix, his mind clouded by Hanna's proximity. His usually sharp tongue was dulled by the lingering taste of her, and already he wanted to remind himself of the way her lips felt on his. He took a long drink instead, sneaking a glance at the blonde beside him. "I imagine most of these people shelled out heaps of cash for this sort of thing," he added mildly. In reality, Felix could gladly be anywhere in the world, as long as Hanna was tucked into his side.

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Hanna smiled, bubbling over the excitement from kissing Felix settling in. She could taste whiskey on her tongue, it wasn't so bad when it was the essence of Felix. An unbreakable smile plastered upon her face. It felt like she waited for that moment for ages. A part of her restrained for so long because it felt forbidden due to his previous relationship with Madeline. But that happened years ago… Hanna immediately brought it up to her girlfriend to make sure she was okay with it, not wanting to start any sort of drama. The thoughts of Felix swirled around in her mind, she wished they could continue their snog fest, but she figured they’d have plenty of time for that later…

As they spectated over the crowd, she accepted a drink from Felix, tucking herself into his side with an arm hooked around his middle. Her heart beat out of her chest at their proximity, she felt like a nervous school girl. Mentally she tried to remind herself that was a good feeling. It made her feel alive. Felix asked about how many events she had gone to and she thought about it for a moment before shrugging, ”Ya know, after a while I kind of lost track but I’ve gone to many as a teen. Back then my cousin Lyra and I would have to sneak in because they’re pretty pricey and we were underage at the time.” she chuckled, the memory flooding her mind.

Hanna finished off the contents of her drink, hoping it would help with her nerves. Setting the glasses down, she leaned forward with a smile and went for a lingering kiss, ”Wanna go check out the rest of the grounds? There’s so much more to see..” she told him, unable to hide the excitement from her voice. The blonde reached for his hand to drag him over to a kiddie pool filled to the brim with ice and Red Bulls. ”Ohhh-Yesss. Try the Red Bull first.” Hanna encouraged him, cracking the top for him and shoving it towards him with a dancey dance. ”Love it, hate it? Rate it!” she joked in a ditzy tone, sort of like she would on her IG, but she wouldn't post Felix because she didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable. "Maybe chase it with whiskey." Hanna laughed, watching his expression carefully. She had a feeling like he wouldn't like it.

FELIX CICERO TELLER

[FELIX CICERO TELLER]

The heavy beat washed over the pair as they stood apart from the crowd in the VIP area, watching the silent DJ spin his decks. Felix wrapped a lazy arm around Hanna, needing her proximity even after just having had a taste. His head moved with the music, his bones electrifying as the drop twisted through the air, the bodies in the pit moving along with it in revelry. He asked if she'd been to many festivals like this, and Felix regretted that he hadn't done the same. His twenties should have been for making mistakes and being foolish, not contemplating the meaning (or lack thereof) of life.

Felix took a sip of his drink, flinching at the sharpness of the vodka mixed with the sweetness of coke. But somehow, even though it wasn't his beloved whisky, Felix liked it. He sort of understood the reason why twenty something girls ordered this at the bar. It was easy to drink - his cup was drained within moments. "So you're a rule breaker, hmm?" asked Felix, a smirk spreading across his lips. "Forgetting again that you're out and about with a ministry official? A shit one at that though. I'll forgive you..." he murmured, bending down to drop a kiss on her cheek. He lingered, their breaths mingling. But clearing his throat, Felix focused his resolve and straightened. "I did a bit of research before coming. Lots of the ones here in the UK involve camping. But this one doesn't," said Felix, casting his gaze over the crowd once more. He didn't want to imagine the sort of debauchery that was involved with unclean bodies, drugs, and too much freedom.

Hanna finished her drink and suggested they continue throughout the grounds. Felix nodded, sinking another vodka coke as they did so. Her lips found his and Felix eagerly responded to her kiss, his tongue lazily exploring her mouth before she pulled away. There was a darkness to his gaze, and he knew he had to get himself under control. Once, his self restraint and control had been an easy part of him. But now... Felix let himself be led, his gaze catching on the sway of Hanna's hips as she stopped at a paddling pool filled with Red Bulls. Frowning, Felix selected one from the pool. "Why is the tin so skinny?" he asked of no one in particular. It hissed as he popped the tab, and took a tentative sip. The cloying sweetness, the mixture of icy liquid and bitter chemicals rushed down his throat. Felix sputtered, handing the can to Hanna with a look of disgust. "That shit is rank," he declared, his eyes streaming. He fumbled for his flask, taking a long, steadying drink. At last, the tendrils of inebriation started creeping over his mind.

"Is that a Helter Skelter?" asked Felix after a moment, his eyes falling on a tall tower. "Come on, I've not been on one in ages," said Felix, his own enthusiasm bubbling and mixing with Hanna's.

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”Depends on who you’re asking.” she batted her eyelashes. Her innocent face allowed her to get away with a lot, paired with her ability to master the art of playing dumb. Although some moments, she truly was a ditz.. The way Felix kissed her made her feel like a brain dead ditz, no other thoughts swirled through her blonde little head as Felix snogged her. It was amazing and magical and everything she could have imagined and more. She found herself having to pull away before giving everyone on the VIP deck a free show, she was seeing stars.

Felix’s reaction to the Red Bull made her wish she had recorded him, but that wouldn’t have been the best publicity for their sponsors but it'd be a lovely memory. She took the skinny can from his grip and took a sip, unfazed. ”I kinda like it.” she admitted with a burst of laughter, unashamed. She set the can down, eyes widening at Felix’s excitement for the Helter Skelter. Her eyes darted to where he was looking, expression brightening. The blonde had never seen him get so excited over anything before. A tall structure with a slide that. But she was excited because he was excited, accompanied by the alcohol coursing through her system. She beamed drunkenly at his uncharacteristic childlike joy, ”Your face is so cute.” she commented thoughtfully as her eyes digested the slide, ”Oh, hell yeah! Let’s go!” she exclaimed. Hanna grabbed his hand, yanking him as she gallivanted toward artsy structure. She saw people she knew everywhere but she didn’t feel like putting Felix through the social torture of mindless small talk with people on Molly. And truthfully, she quite enjoyed his company all to herself anyways.

Hanna huffed and puffed, suddenly light headed from the excitement and running around. She stopped at the stairs, ”I forgot the bloody stairs.” she lamented dramatically with a fit of laughter. Hanna knew after climbing those stairs she'd feel so much more drunk but she was okay with it because she felt free.

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[FELIX CICERO TELLER]

Felix’s knee jerk reaction to the foul taste of the red bull had Hanna creased. ”I question your taste,” he replied with a frown. After all, she seemed quite keen to continue getting to know him, despite his many flaws. He watched her unashamedly, wishing he could be as carefree as her. He was greedy for Hanna’s exuberance, for her energy. She was so refreshing, and bringing him out of his funks seemed effortless. Hanna always looked on the bright side, shining a light on Felix’s dour mindset.

”You’re mental,” Felix observed, before spotting the Helter Skelter and exclaiming his delight. They made their way quickly to the giant slide, the contrasting yellow and red paint marking it like an alarm. The pair made haste up the stairs, and by the time they reached the top, Hanna was breathing heavily. Felix’s stamina had increased greatly with the introduction of his football club weekly, but he waited patiently for her to catch her breath. He took her hand, squeezing it gently.

”If only you could wave your wand and magically make it easier,” quipped Felix, smirking at Hanna. They peered out over the grounds of the festival, with the various stages bleeding thumping music into the crowds. In the distance, Felix could see the outline of Canary Wharf - it was a bizarre juxtaposition to think how close they were to London and still have this sort of experience. ”C’mon,” said Felix, leading Hanna to the slide.

It was over in a matter of seconds.They both wound their way down the metal slide, picking up speed as gravity exerted its pull on them. With both feet firmly on the ground, Felix beamed at Hanna. ”Thanks for that. I suppose it’s rather childish… but I could never resist one,” said Felix, casting his eyes across the grounds once more. ”Are you hungry or anything? Or is this strictly a liquid diet sort of day?”

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[hanna horváth]

Felix joked about how using magic would have been helpful for the grueling stairs that obliterated her. Too bad they were surrounded by Muggles. The blonde sputtered with infectious laughter as she caught her breath, appreciating the view of the festival below them. It was unbelievable how great of a time she was having with Felix. Her nerves completely diminished and she was she buzzing with happiness. There was something about the way Felix looked at her that made her feel fuzzy inside. She couldn’t wipe the dreamy smile from her face.

The pair descended the slide much faster than climbing the stairs. As they skidded to a halt at the bottom of the metal slide, she erupted into a fit of giggles. "That was so much fun!” she squealed with excitement, staggering slightly as she jumped to her feet and found her balance. Hanna grabbed Felix’s arm, gripping him closely to her as they started to aimlessly walk. With alcohol fueling her confidence, she enjoyed having him close and seeing the man in a new light. Not at all her previous impression of him as “Maddy’s Stuffy Ex Boyfriend”. Hell, the naughty side of her couldn’t wait to have him all to herself..she was pulled away from that thought as he asked about food.

Her eyes scanned the grounds in search of food vendors. There would be a "village" area lined with booths somewhere. The blonde nodded happily, "Theres heaps of options for ya...from gyros, to fish and chips, to pizza, and beyond. Some people come for the food which is kind of weird...but y'know..I can't deny that there's nothing more freeing than dancing drunk on top of a hill with a slice of pizza..” she shared, feeling herself talking too much. Hanna turned to Felix with a slightly bashful smile, ”I would like to go on an actual date with you sometime where we sit down and do..date things.” her cheeks warmed up from being so forward but she enjoyed the thrill. 

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[FELIX CICERO TELLER]

For all of the climbing, the slide down was something of a let down. It was over far too fast. But it didn't diminish Felix's joy, nor Hanna's it would seem. Hanna tottered slightly and Felix was just reaching to steady her when she grabbed his arm of her own accord. Pleasure flushed through his system and a grin spread across his face. He asked if she was hungry, trying to gauge what sort of day it was. He suspected it would be quite heavy in terms of illicit activities, but at least booze was legal. Felix drew Hanna into his embrace, wrapping an arm more tightly around her waist as he did so.

Feeling rather alarmed by all the options, Felix blinked and glanced to Hanna. "Pizza then, and probably more drinks," he said with a smirk. They started off towards where Hanna had indicated before she pulled him to a stop. And promptly propositioned him. The gears in Felix's mind whirred as he placed the words that had spilled so quickly from her lips. She wore a bashful smile and her cheeks flushed crimson, and Felix returned her smile. Instead of responding, he leaned down and stole a languid kiss. One arm tightened around her waist as the other swept up to cup her cheek, drawing her ever closer to him.

"Friday?" murmured Felix against Hanna's lips before drawing away. His grey gaze searched her own, finding ebullience and affection in her eyes. His cheeks were growing sore from smiling so much. "Merlin, you're making me soft, Hanna," he teased, running a hand through his hair. "Now, pizza. I need to know. What are your usual toppings?" he asked, stealing a sideways glance at the girl who had unexpectedly melted the stone wall surrounding his affections.

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[hanna horváth]

Felix seemed to be keen of the idea of going on a date too, because he pulled her into a lovely kiss, slowing down time all over again. She released her breath, realizing it was caught it in chest, ”Friday is perfect.” she agreed with a dreamy smile. Butterflies went wild in her stomach, eyes brightening happily.

Hanna smiled up at Felix sweetly, her heart swelling when he stated that she was making him 'soft'. Her eyes brightened with affection, refraining from throwing herself all over him. Or shoving her tongue down his throat.

The alcohol was starting to catch up with her wits. Felix asked about her pizza preferences and she shrugged with an easy going smile, "I'm not picky about pizza. I'm a pizza sl-" she stopped herself mid sentiment, realizing who she was talking to. Felix. Older gentleman. Ministry worker... Her expression flickered with a comical mixture of shame and amusement. "-Cheese, meats, veg, whatevs..can’t” screw up pizza. she rambled on with a smile, feeling herself completely melt into a puddle after that kiss with Felix. The alcohol, good vibes, and anticipation of that very moment had her wired with excitement. She didn't really care who saw the public display of affection, she felt free. They made their way over to the food vendors and armed themselves with pizza and more beer. It was a grand time with effortless fun.

A couple of hours past a fatigue started to creep in without the aid of any dancing drugs, she felt herself starting to lose steam. But there was a part of her that didn’t want to end the night with Felix yet. Time flew by with him, she’d be thinking about their night together for a long time. She already wished she took more pictures but she was busy living in the moment with him. Hanna looked up at Felix through her eyelashes, ”I had a great time with you tonight, Felix. Did you have fun at your first fest?” she asked happily, reaching for his hand daringly ”Would you like to come back to my place for a night cap?” she hoped that term didn’t have some unwritten meaning of sex or something.

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[FELIX CICERO TELLER]

Time moved strangely with Hanna. Felix struggled to cling onto a single minute, but then it was surging past him at such an alarming pace, he wondered if there was any hope of control at all. The sun set but the night never wound down, and the pair had danced and kissed and drank themselves silly. Felix was guzzling a bottle of water, trying to stave off the impending hangover of doom he was sure to endure tomorrow when Hanna asked him for a night cap.

"I had a lovely time with you too, Hanna," said Felix, a genuine smile crinkling his grey eyes. But hesitancy creeped into his features as she suggested a night cap. Felix was admittedly nervous - here was a woman he found immensely attractive, but who was so much younger than him and so wildly different. While she was refreshing and quirky and fun, Felix feared that she would think of him taking advantage of her. They'd toed the line all night, and Felix wondered if this nightcap was crossing it. And so, after a long moment of thought, he responded.

"I best be heading home, Hanna, though I thank you for the invite. I'll make sure you get back to your place first though," said Felix, and if it wasn't the most difficult rejection he'd ever faced in his life... he almost took it back at the look in her eyes. "I'll summon us a cab, unless you've got that driver on speed dial?" asked Felix, forcing a smile onto his face though it came off more as a grimace. Everything in him screamed to follow Hanna home, to stay for that nightcap. But then what? He slept with her, and she realised he was just as boring as Madeleine had made him out to be? Felix tucked a blonde lock of hair behind Hanna's ear as he faced her, wishing to convey just how much he liked spending time with her. But he couldn't risk it shattering.

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