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A fire burned in the fireplace. Eyes appeared behind his closed eyelids. He sat completely still, oblivious to everything around him. He didn't know how long he had been sitting on the floor, staring into the fireplace. The light from the fire gradually burned down. Slowly, but still steadily.
He added a new piece of wood and gave himself over to his thoughts again. Thoughts of a pair of eyes. Shining like the sun. Bright, yet so dark before him. His owner hadn't allowed him to read anything into them. He knew nothing about him. Only those eyes were burned into his memory.
No, burned in wasn't the right word. Creeped in and clung to, that was more accurate. He closed his eyes again, remembering him. An angelic face. Black hair, as fine as thousands of silk threads. A mouth so red, twisted into a gentle smile, without seeming mean or even intrusive.
A body that seemed lithe in its movements, as if the movements weren't real, but imaginary. Warm hands had closed around his hand and pulled him out of the snow with incredible strength. As he did so, two eyes had gazed at him, shimmering radiantly in every imaginable color, in all shades of silver, mixed with the blue of the snow and the warm golden glow of the sun.
In addition, his red winter jacket gave his gentle eyes a slight red tinge. He couldn't remember what color they actually were, what color those eyes were without a shimmer in them. He lay down and fell asleep after just a few moments, but not before giving those beautiful eyes another thought.
Only then did he fall asleep, and he didn't wake up again until the next morning. Someone had placed a blanket over him. The fire had burned down, and it smelled of sweet rolls. He slowly opened his eyes and lay there for a moment.
"You shouldn't sleep on the floor in this cold," someone whispered behind him.
He slowly turned around, holding the blanket lightly, and looked the stranger in the eyes.
“Morning,” he said, smiling.
He just stared at him, unable to think or move.
"Have you been mute since yesterday?" the stranger asked, grinning.
"No. I'm confused," he answered quietly, closing his eyes again.
After a few moments, he opened them again and sat up. When he looked at the stranger again, he was lost in his eyes. They shone again, like two small fires.
"Hey? Is everything okay, or have you caught a cold?"
"No. I'm fine. What's your name?"
"Oh right, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Jason. I've been living at this hostel since yesterday," said the stranger, still smiling.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Felic. I've been here for three days."
"Nice to meet you, Felic. You have an unusual name."
"Only in this country. In Greece, it's a very common name."
"Are you from Greece?"
"No. But my parents."
Felic looked gently at Jason. He suddenly felt tired again and looked toward the fireplace.
"No one else lives in this house, right?"
"No. Not if you're here alone."
"I'm alone here," Jason said quietly, sitting down next to Felic.
He leaned against the couch and stared into the long-extinguished fire.
"Would you like to go to the ice rink for a bit?"
"I can't really handle those things, but yeah," Felic said quietly, standing up.
"I just need to change quickly."
Felic dropped the blanket and went upstairs. He went into the bathroom and then into his room to get dressed. When he got downstairs, Jason was standing at the window. It had started snowing again. He looked a little sad standing there at the window.
Felic quietly approached him and looked into his eyes. They still shimmered, but it was a different kind of shimmer.
"I'm done. We can leave once I've eaten something."
"Well then, let's go," Jason said, smiling and taking a deep breath after overcoming the shock Felic had caused him with his sudden appearance.
They went to the ice rink together and took off their skates. Jason was already ready and quickly noticed that Felic was having trouble tying his shoelaces.
He grinned at him and after a while said, smiling, "Do you think you'll be able to put your shoes on before summer?"
No," Felic said desperately, grinning as well.
"Wait. Before you tie your fingers in knots," Jason replied, running a hand over his face as he watched Felic finally try to tie his shoes.
Jason crouched down in front of him and untied the ball of laces. Then he started tying Felic's shoes properly. Felic held onto the bench and watched Jason. He was a little embarrassed about not being able to put his shoes on by himself and blushed accordingly.
"Done. Now try standing on it!" Jason said, offering Felic a hand to help him up.
Felic took Jason's hand and stood up. Standing was surprisingly easy. However, as he tried to take a step, he stumbled slightly and stumbled, regaining his balance at the last moment.
Jason grinned slightly and then said quietly, "Are you sure you want to try it on the ice when you can barely walk on it?"
"Yes. I have someone holding me. Don't I?" Felic asked quietly, smiling.
"Yes, you did. Come on. Before it's summer again," Jason said provocatively.
"Just wait. You'll see, once I've warmed up, I'll catch up with you quickly," said Felic with a grin and followed Jason.
"Pride, as we all know, comes before a fall," Jason said amusedly.
And as he expected, Felic slipped on the ice just as he had managed to stand fairly firmly on both feet. "Didn't I just tell you?" Jason said with a grin, helping Felic to his feet.
He held on to his hand for a while before letting go and sliding away from him.
"Try the short stretch to me," he said, smiling.
Felic was still holding on to the barrier and was walking a little unsteadily. When he let go to run free, he slipped slightly. Jason grabbed him again and almost slipped as well, but managed to grab hold at the last moment. What Felic only now noticed were the constantly changing colors of the light, like in a disco.
Good music was playing, more conducive to dancing than skating. Felic would have felt much more comfortable in this area. He leaned against the barrier and closed his eyes for a moment. He concentrated on the music and let it sink in.
"Hey? Are you okay?" Jason asked, slightly concerned.
"Yes. I was just scared."
"From what?"
"Before my thoughts had gone astray," Felic said, smiling sheepishly.
He was completely absorbed in the feeling of not being alone for a moment. It felt good, but also somehow strange. His parents had repeatedly sent him away on trips of all kinds. They didn't want to go on a family outing during the holidays, and when he was at school, his friends were pretty meager.
All just superficial acquaintances. But with Jason, it was different.
"Hey. Don't dream. Come here. And without tripping," Jason said with a grin after moving further away. Felic took a short breath and slowly let go of the barrier. He noticed the slight indentation at the edge of the ice, which formed a small bulge around the edge of the ice.
He realized he'd been walking too close to the path before, causing him to lose his balance. Now he tried not to repeat that mistake and moved forward step by step. He'd already made a small step when Jason stepped forward and pulled him to the side.
Not a moment too late, because someone raced past them, apparently forgetting that others were on the track. This caused Felic to lose his balance completely and fall into Jason's arms. Jason held him for a moment and then set him back on his feet.
"That was my fault, sorry," Jason said quietly, pushing Felic against the barrier so he wouldn't fall.
Felic looked embarrassedly into Jason's eyes, which glittered in all the colors of the rainbow from the ice and the light.
"Let me try again," Felic said with a smile, just to escape the spell Jason was casting.
"Okay. But don't fall..."
"You'll catch me," Felic said, smiling, and ran a little way.
He gradually became more confident and was already standing firmly on the runners.
"Still. Keep your fingers tucked in if you fall."
"Okay," said Felic, and continued walking.
Jason smiled as he noticed the progress. It was rapid progress, and Felic was gradually getting faster. Jason followed him and skated beside him. He didn't even let him touch the boards and fall, but instead tried to keep Felic in the middle of the ice, where the grooves weren't as pronounced yet.
After a while, they were riding at the same speed, and Jason also lost sight of Felic for a moment and backed off a bit before returning to normal speed. When he didn't see him, he didn't think much of it and kept going. He ran his own style and tried to develop his technique a bit.
He did a slight pirouette, and when he looked around, he noticed that the area wasn't as crowded as it seemed. He waited a moment when no one was around him and suddenly jumped off. He spun three times in the air and landed almost exactly where he had taken off.
A scale behind him ensured his balance, and he also noticed Felic, who had skated to the side not far from him and was staring at him in disbelief. He had a lot more people in the crowd, but that didn't bother him. He was used to attracting attention, and he knew his charisma on the ice.
They had told him enough. He ran toward Felic and stopped in front of him.
"How come you can run so well?"
"I'm in the club," Jason said, smiling.
"Should I teach you a little something?"
"No. I'll try walking on two legs first," said Felic, grinning.
"Okay," Jason replied gently, smiling amusedly, "let's walk a little longer."
"Okay," Felic said, startled when Jason took his hand and pulled him back to the middle of the ice.
Only then did he let go and walk a bit further. Felic looked at him in surprise, noticing the slight sadness in his eyes again. He didn't ask any questions, though, and Jason wouldn't have heard him anyway. It had gotten too loud since the techno was playing.
Instead, he ran alongside Jason, keeping up with his pace. He had no trouble doing so. After a while, he ran a little ahead and stopped abruptly in front of him. Jason had expected this and came to a stop right in front of him.
"Are you walking slower because of me, or are you getting tired?" Felic asked quietly.
"I'm going to slow down on my own, since I took a little too much of a risk with my jump earlier."
"Why?"
"Because my coach saw me and told me not to stand out too much," Jason said gently, smiling.
"Oh, okay. But you can have a little race with me, right?"
"Did anyone get to enjoy this?"
“Yes,” Felic beamed, and he started running.
Jason stood there for a moment, stunned, but soon caught up with Felic and ran to the barrier. Felic stopped almost at the same time and almost lost his balance again when he hit the barrier too hard and couldn't grab it.
Jason caught him, losing his balance in the process. He fell onto the ice next to Felic and lay there for a moment. It was almost empty, so there was no longer any danger of being run over. Jason, like Felic, was completely out of breath and ran both hands over his face before opening his eyes again and laughing lightly.
Felic looked at him in surprise. He didn't understand the reason for Jason's laughter and was even more irritated. Jason slowly stood up and helped Felic up, who otherwise had almost fallen back onto the ice.
"Let's go slowly. The hall is getting pretty empty. I think they're about to close," Jason said, still beaming.
"Okay," Felic said, out of breath.
He drove toward the exit and waited for Jason next to the benches before they went into the locker room. There, you had to leave your shoes and luggage. For the protection of the ice rink. That way, no one could claim that your personal belongings weren't safe.
Jason was the first to take off his shoes and put his street shoes back on, while Felic was still struggling with his skates.
"We still need to practice putting it on and taking it off. But otherwise, you're learning quickly," Jason said admiringly.
Felic looked at him embarrassed and was interrupted from his thoughts when someone came over.
"At least he's learning to skate faster than you're learning to control your respect. I told you, no jumps when you're on the public rink," the coach admonished Jason.
Jason flinched imperceptibly when he heard the voice and stood up after freeing Felic from his shoes.
"But I felt like jumping, and besides, I was paying attention."
"Yeah, just like that guy from back then," said the coach angrily and left.
Felic looked at Jason in confusion, completely forgetting that he still had to put on his shoes.
»Mist.«
Jason said this quietly and turned back to Felic. After looking at him for a moment, he couldn't help but grin. Felic stared after the trainer in amazement and then looked at Jason in confusion.
"Are you forgetting you're sitting here barefoot? If you don't put something on your feet, you'll catch a cold," Jason said gently, crouching down in front of Felic again.
He was too confused to think anything and didn't react at all. Not even when Jason put on and tied his shoes.
"Should I tell you something?"
"What?"
"You seem like a child to me when you're so confused. How old are you, anyway?"
»17.«
"What? Really?"
"Yes. What's so wrong with that?" Felic asked, still confused.
"The fact that you look 15. I wouldn't have guessed that you're only a year younger than me."
Jason looked at Felic in amazement and he grinned.
"You saved me from having to ask a question," Felic said.
"Which?"
"How old you are. Now I know."
"You do," Jason confirmed gently, "come on, we should go back."
"Yes, I'm coming," said Felic, standing up.

---

He followed Jason, and they handed over their skates before leaving. Arriving at the small cabin, Felic lit a fire in the fireplace to ward off the chill. It was already dark. The stars lit up the sky. Lights could be seen in the individual houses.
They were actually at the ice rink all day. Felic collapsed exhausted onto the couch and closed his eyes. Only now did he realize how drained he was. When Jason plopped down on the couch next to him, Felic jumped slightly and looked at him in alarm.
"Are you hungry?"
"You still ask. Of course I'm hungry," Jason said with a grin and stood up.
"Let's see what's there. We can probably cobble something together."
"Okay," Felic said, still a bit startled, but soon recovered and accompanied Jason into the kitchen. They made something and then ate. After dinner, they cleaned the kitchen and went back to the living room. Jason sat in front of the fireplace while Felic took a shower.
Jason closed his eyes and replayed the day. He found it hard to forget Felic's questioning look. He looked so childlike.
"Are you asleep yet?" Felic asked quietly, sitting down next to Jason.
"No. How could I?" he answered quietly, looking at Felic.
Felic smiled.
"How about a game of cards?"
"Gladly... but I'm just going to take a quick shower."
"Okay. Might be a little warm, though."
"All the better. I'm completely cold," Jason said, smiling and heading upstairs.
Felic dealt the cards to Weil and stared into the fire again. Just as he was throwing another log in, Jason returned.
"Here I am again. Your shower is really hot," he said, his cheeks still flushed from the heat.
"I love warmth. My parents are Greek, after all. It's warm down there, damn warm, and I grew up there partly," Felic said with a smile.
"I'm used to the cold, but I much prefer the warmth," Jason said gently, sitting down by the fireplace.
They played a few rounds of rummy until Felic lay down and looked at the ceiling.
"I'm knocked out."
"No wonder. On the ice all day. You're not used to that..."
"Do you have to train all day?"
"Every now and then," Jason said quietly.
Felic noticed the sadness again, and this time he couldn't help himself. He sat down and looked into Jason's eyes. They glowed red from the firelight, and Felic lost himself in them for a moment.
"What?"
"Why did you look so sad earlier when you were skating alone on the ice?" Felic blurted out.
He was startled himself and looked at Jason embarrassed.
"No one has ever noticed this," Jason said, astonished.
"I did. And I saw it three times."
"Three times?"
"Yes. Twice on the ice and just now, when you were telling me about your training."
"My father puts pressure on me when I run. It's not nearly as much fun as it was when I first learned it from my mother. He was there when a completely crazy guy was practicing jumps in a crowded track. He jumped into my mother's path and fatally injured her. That's why he freaked out so much when I tried a jump."
"That was your father? I thought it was your coach."
"Both. He continued teaching me after my mother died, and that's why I'm here half the holidays. The other half I practice in Berlin."
"That's where I live."
"Then you've probably been there before. There's a huge leisure center in Berlin. There's also an ice rink."
"Yes. I've been there before."
"Running was really fun again today. I felt free again," Jason said, embarrassed.
Felic's equally embarrassed gaze fell on Jason's. He sank back into the play of colors and didn't even notice Jason looking at him questioningly. It wasn't until Jason touched his shoulder.
"What?" Felic asked, confused.
"Am I mistaken, or were you just far away?" Jason asked quietly, smiling.
"It wasn't that far," Felic answered just as quietly.
"Why are you here?"
"Because my parents didn't want to have me around."
»Was?«
"They sent me here because they didn't feel like going on vacation with me. They haven't been for five years."
Felic lay back down. He fell asleep easily. When he opened his eyes again, Jason was lying next to him, looking at him. He smiled and brushed a strand of hair from Felic's face when he became embarrassed.
»Jason?«
»Hm?«
"At the risk of you thinking I'm intrusive, or even disgusting, but your eyes fascinate me."
"Why should I find it disgusting if you find my eyes beautiful?" Jason asked, slightly confused.
"Because? Oh, forget it, it's not that important."
Felic was about to turn away when Jason pushed him back to the ground by his shoulder and gently kissed him on the lips. Felic was too shocked by this reaction and couldn't react. He didn't react until Jason pulled away.
"Was that what you wanted to say?"
Felic nodded.
"Then I can reassure you. I don't find it intrusive or disgusting. Why should I? I'm equally attracted to you."
Felic then raised his head and kissed Jason gently on the lips. Jason returned the kiss tenderly, using his tongue to ask for entry into Felic's mouth. Felic willingly opened his mouth and pushed his own tongue into Jason's. Jason kissed him so passionately that Felic forgot everything around him.
He felt Jason's tongue penetrating deep into his mouth and only returned the kisses. When Jason removed his tongue from Felic's throat and mouth after a while, Felic looked at him, blushing. His thoughts had been so suppressed that he couldn't say anything.
Jason took advantage of this moment to get a pillow and a thick blanket. He lay down next to Felic again and covered her after Felic moved closer to him.
"Let's stay here tonight."
"Yes," Felic whispered in Jason's ear.
They kissed deeply for a while until they fell asleep.
"Felic, my angel, wake up."
Awakened by the kiss, Felic reluctantly opened his eyes and blinked into the bright room.
"Morning," Jason said gently, kissing Felic again.
He pushed his tongue into Jason's mouth and played with Jason's. He pulled away from Jason's lips and stood up. He went into the bathroom and changed his clothes. Jason had already dressed and was making breakfast. When Felic entered the kitchen, he was greeted by the smell of coffee he had already smelled on the second floor.
He stood behind Jason and gave him a gentle hug. Jason turned to him and kissed him on the forehead, placing butter on the table. Jason was wearing a tight T-shirt and his black jeans from the day before. His hair was still wet and he smelled of a sweet floral scent.
Something like jasmine or lilac. Felic leaned against Jason's chest and took in the scent.
"Hey. Are you okay?" Jason asked gently.
"Yes. I'm just a little tired."
"I can change that," Jason said gently, lifting Felic's chin.
He kissed him passionately on the lips and pushed his tongue deep into his mouth. He touched Felic's hips with his hands and slid his fingers under his T-shirt, which was also tight against his body. He pushed the T-shirt up a bit and caressed Felic's chest.
Then he took it off and kissed him on the chest. He gently licked Felic's nipples with his tongue and traced a line on Felic's chest with his fingers. After a while, he kissed him on the lips again and pulled away. Felic wanted to continue kissing him, but Jason just grinned at him.
"If you're not awake now, the only thing that will help is coffee," Jason said gently, and gave Felic the kiss he still demanded, standing on tiptoe.
Jason was a little taller than Felic, and he used this difference to get Felic to the table. He pulled away from him and forced him onto the bench.
"You should eat something first. You're already quite thin," Jason said worriedly, pointing at Felic's now exposed upper body. Felic looked at him embarrassed and took a roll.
"I've always been like this. No amount of training helps." Felic smiled and looked at Jason, who was definitely in shape.
Felic was also well-trained, but not as muscular.
"Then you're probably not eating enough," Jason said teasingly.
"Certainly not. I sometimes eat so much that you wonder where it all goes," Felic said with a grin, kissing Jason as he got up and got some coffee creamer.
Jason grabbed him as Felic was about to sit down and pulled him onto his lap. Felic sat on Jason's legs and looked at him questioningly, but only received a teasing grin and a passionate kiss, with Jason's tongue once again penetrating Felic's mouth.
"I love you my angel."
Jason gently, holding Felic by the hips.
"I love you too," Felic said embarrassedly.
He blushed slightly after Jason broke up with him.
"Did I rob you of your thoughts?" Jason asked, grinning.
"Yes. How can you kiss so well?"
"Well, practice makes perfect."
"You've probably had several lovers," Felic said, somewhat indignantly.
"No. A very long relationship and two little affairs, not at the same time, of course," Jason tried to explain.
"So more than me," Felic said quietly, kissing Jason gently.
And how many relationships have you had?" Jason asked curiously.
"One. But one that went completely wrong."
Jason noticed the sad expression in Felic's eyes and hugged him tightly.
"Don't think about it. I don't want you to be sad," Jason said gently, kissing Felic on the forehead.
After breakfast, Felic accompanied Jason to the ice rink. Jason had a practice and had to go. He still had an hour until his father would be there to train him.
"Come out onto the ice with me," Jason Felic asked gently, looking at him with a smile.
"I don't have any shoes," said Felic, pointing to his feet.
"I'll get you some," Jason said with a smile, and then he was gone.
He returned with a pair of skates and handed them to Felic. Jason put on his own and then looked at Felic, who was having his familiar problem. Jason smiled gently and crouched down in front of him again. He put the skates on and laced them up.
As he looked down at Felic, he kissed him passionately and pushed his tongue into his mouth. Jason returned the kiss in the same way he had the evening before, pushing his tongue deep into Felic's open mouth, almost touching his tonsils.
"Come on, before my father gets here."
"Yes," Felic said dreamily and stood up.
He was able to stand and skate much better this time, but he still had some initial difficulties on the ice. Jason had to catch him a few times, stealing a kiss each time. After some time, during which they skated alone, Jason took Felic's hand and turned so he was skating backward.
He pulled Felic towards him and looked into his eyes.
"I can teach you a little something," Jason said gently.
"And what?" Felic asked, smiling and stealing a quick kiss.
"How about something light?" Jason asked quietly, pulling Felic a little closer.
"Follow my steps, and you'll get into my rhythm all by yourself."
"Okay," Felic said gently, trying to get next to Jason.
Once he was in a rhythm with him, Jason moved a little behind Felic and held him by the hip.
"What are you planning?"
"I'm adapting to your style so I don't get in your way. You're still a bit slower than me," Felic heard Jason say behind him.
Jason watched Felic's feet. Felic turned around while running and held onto Jason's hands.
"I'd rather be able to look you in the eyes," Felic said, smiling.
Jason grinned and held his hands tight.
"I can't teach you any steps," Jason said with a grin.
"I need to warm up for a bit, my father is coming soon. I'll be back in your arms in a minute, my angel," Jason said, getting another kiss before moving away from Felic and gathering momentum.
He skated backward a little and jumped off. He managed to spin four times, and the landing wasn't as wobbly as usual. He tried a few more pirouettes and jumps and slowly skated back toward Felic, who also skated a little across the ice. Jason approached him and hugged him.
"A few more rounds?"
"Jan little race?"
"I don't care."
"I hope so too, how else am I supposed to go faster?" Felic asked, smiling gently and kissing Jason gently.
And off he went. Jason stood for a moment, bewildered, but then followed him and caught up with him after a few moments. After three or four laps, he saw his father standing in the doorway. He ran to Felic's feet and caught him as he swung.
“What?” Felic asked, confused.
"I have to train. Will you stay and watch me?" Jason asked gently.
"Yes. At least I can look at you in peace," Felic said with a grin.
"Then I'll have to make a special effort, my angel," Jason said quietly at the barrier on his way to the exit.
"Dad? Can Felic stay here and watch?"
"Why just watch? I think he could join in before he gets bored. I'll teach him a few easy things after you've started. And I've never seen anyone on skates learn as quickly as he does. I think he'll be able to do a lot in no time," his father said enthusiastically.
"Also, I've noticed that you haven't been doing much skating in the last few weeks. I was watching you guys yesterday, and I think it might be a good idea for you to train together."
Jason looked at his father in astonishment.
"How old are you, Felic?"
“Seventeen,” he replied, confused.
"Really? I would have guessed you were younger, based on your manner and appearance," Jason's father said, surprised.
"That's what I thought at first," Jason said, now that he had found his voice again.
"Well. Then I don't have to worry about putting too much strain on you, because you look strong enough to me. The only thing is, you can't keep skating in those clothes. The pants are okay, but you should take off your jacket. You'll get warm afterwards. Just a few rules. You put it back on during the breaks, because I don't want you to catch a cold. Second, you tell me immediately if you can't go on anymore. And third," he turned to both of them, "no flirting in my presence, at least not on the ice. All right?" he asked with a grin when he saw their embarrassed faces.
“Yes,” they both answered at the same time.
"Good. Give me your jacket. Then we can begin. You've already warmed up, as I saw."
"Tell me, Dad, how long have you been watching us?" Jason asked suspiciously.
"For quite a while. About half an hour," he replied with a grin.
When Felic heard this, he was so startled that he slipped and landed on his backside. Jason looked next to him and lowered his gaze when he didn't see Felic. Felic had squinted one eye.
"Are you okay?" Jason asked worriedly, helping him back to his feet.
"Yes, I was just a little too scared," Felic said embarrassedly.
"Don't worry. I don't have a problem with it," Jason's father said. "I've caught Jason in a somewhat embarrassing situation before, so don't worry."
“What for?” Felic asked curiously.
"I was making out with my boyfriend at the time, and we were lying half-naked in bed. My dad just wanted to ask if we were hungry and surprised us a bit," Jason said, embarrassed.
Felic grinned, and his expression became teasing. When Jason lightly punched him in the side, he met his father's warning look, which also made him laugh.
"Okay. Let's get started then. Jason, you could continue working on your program today. I'll just get the radio, then you can get started. I might even pull you aside so you can show Felic something. Because I can't trust myself to do everything anymore."
»Okay.«
With that, Jason pushed himself off the barrier and started running. His father got the radio. When Jason couldn't see him anymore, he drove over to Felic and hugged him.
"You still owe me a kiss!" Jason said gently.
"Oh really?" Felic asked with a grin and turned around.
Jason held him tight and looked into his eyes.
"Not really, but I'd like another one," Jason said, and was a little surprised when Felic kissed him.
But it didn't take long for him to be able to move again, and he returned the kiss passionately. He pushed his tongue back into Felic's mouth and caressed him thoroughly. He pushed his tongue deep into Felic's mouth and played with his tongue.
Only after what seemed like minutes to Felic—his sense of time is lost in Jason's arms—did he let go. Felic looked at him gently and blushed again.
"You probably won't be able to follow rule number three."
Jason's father. Felic was startled and would have slipped if he had turned around. So he just turned around once in Jason's arms.
"All right. Let's get started then. Felic? Do you think you can break away from Jason and come here a bit?" Jason's father asked, grinning.
Jason briefly kissed Felic on the neck and then let him go. Jason began practicing his routine, while Felic stayed with his father at the side. Jason's father showed him some step combinations and pirouettes. Felic quickly understood how the individual combinations worked and soon had them memorized and was able to imitate them.
Jason's father watched in awe as Felic imitated the short free skate without further mistakes, despite all the difficulties. Jason himself had stopped and watched his angel. He was astonished, because he couldn't believe that Felic had been on the ice for the first time yesterday and that he had already mastered the most difficult basic steps.
He even immediately mastered some of the pirouettes Jason's father had shown him. He was also very agile and could perform even the most difficult pirouettes, which required a high level of concentration, stability, and balance.
“Jason, keep going,” his father suddenly called out to him.
Felic had finished his short freestyle and looked at Jason, who was looking at him awkwardly. Felic smiled gently. Then Jason continued working on his freestyle.
"Okay. Was yesterday really your first time on the ice?" Jason's father asked incredulously.
"Yes. I swear. I never had anything to do with ice skating until yesterday," Felic replied, blushing.
Jason's father thought for a moment.
"Would you dare to jump too?"
"I don't know."
"When jumping, you always have to remember that the higher you jump, the more your legs have to absorb the impact. Single and double jumps are therefore still easy to absorb. Triple and quadruple jumps, like Jason's, require strong legs. You land on the ice with five times your body weight, and that has to be balanced.
Since the figure skating rules prohibit landing on two feet, you have to use a balance scale to try to regulate your balance again," explained Jason Vater.
"Want to try it? A single or double. We'll leave the others for now."
“Yes,” said Felic, smiling.
"Okay. Jason? Are you coming over?"
"Yes," Felic heard Jason call, gliding over to them.
"First, you shouldn't go into a moon pirouette from a jump; it looks like you won't be able to land. Second, can you show Felic a simple jump?"
"Sure, which one?"
"Let's try the Touloup."
»Okay.«
Jason stepped away from the two of them and took a run-up to get a better jump. Then he jumped off and spun around. When he returned to the ice with the balance, he looked questioningly at his father.
"Good. Try it!" Jason's father then said to Felic.
He moved away from the barrier a bit and used this as a run-up to jump off and do the same as Jason.
When he was back on the ice and landed safely, Jason and his father looked at each other in amazement. Felic stood somewhat embarrassed in the middle of the ice, watching the two of them. Jason stood nearby.
"I think we should try something different. Jason, show him the double axel."
"Okay. Just as Jason was jumping off, he noticed Felic's eyes shimmering softly. It looked like he was memorizing every move and just copying it once before adding his own style of repetition.
"Felic, when you jump, don't try to turn around first."
Felic nodded and took a run-up. Then he jumped off and made that jump, too.
“He’s learning damn fast,” Jason’s father said, surprised.
"Yes, for seeing the ice for the first time yesterday."
"True."
Jason showed Felic a few more jumps and combinations before they both fell exhausted onto the benches.
"Well, that's enough for today. Come with me. I'll make you something for dinner. You must be starving since you didn't have lunch." They both looked at each other in surprise, and at Jason.
"What time is it?" Jason asked suspiciously.
"Almost seven. You've been training all day," Jason's father said with a smile.

---

Jason later helped Felic take off his shoes, and they returned to their cabin. Felic immediately disappeared into the bathroom, while Jason collapsed onto the couch and almost fell asleep. Jason's father cooked them dinner. He was in the next cabin, just waiting for the two of them.
When Felic returned to the living room and looked at Jason, he found his eyes closed and almost asleep. Felic quickly fetched a glass of water and took a sip. When Jason still didn't move, Felic kissed him gently on the lips. Jason returned the kiss and placed a hand on Felic's neck. He gently pushed his tongue into Felic's mouth. Felic pulled away.
"You can go to the bathroom."
"I don't want to, I'm completely knocked out. I haven't been this exhausted in a long time."
Jason, completely exhausted, suddenly pulled Felic back to him and kissed him passionately. As he was about to push his tongue into Felic's mouth, he tasted a liquid in his mouth and swallowed it. He didn't stop kissing Felic, however, and he also pushed his tongue deep into Felic's mouth and caressed him there.
"What was that just now?"
"My drink. I was actually thirsty," Felic said with a grin.
"Then why didn't you swallow it?"
"Because I didn't get around to it in a hurry, since you took it away from me too quickly."
"Sorry, but you taste good. What was that, anyway?"
"Just water."
"But it tasted sweet."
"That was probably me," Felic said, grinning before pouring his water over Jason's head.
"Hey," he shouted in alarm.
Felic grinned at him sweetly.
"Now go take a shower, otherwise your dad will be standing in the doorway and you won't be ready yet."
"I won't let that happen," said Jason, pulling Felic towards him.
He pulled him toward him so hard that he slid over the backrest and lay on Jason's legs, giving in to the kiss. "Now I can go take a shower," Jason said with a smile, noticing Felic's flushed cheeks.
"Have I robbed you of your thoughts?"
"Yes," Felic said quietly and kissed Jason again before he got up and went into the bathroom.

---

"There you are, I thought you had more important things to do than come to dinner," Jason's dad said with a grin.
"No, not yet," Jason said, kissing Felic gently on the lips before sitting down.
"You're learning the steps quickly. How come?" Jason's father asked, returning to figure skating.
“I don’t know,” Felic said truthfully.
"I was never really into ice skating. I was more interested in snowboarding and skiing," Felic tried to explain.
"Not anymore?" Jason asked, grinning.
"I was thinking, if you're interested, I could teach you. Maybe then you could compete in tournaments with Jason. You all have the potential," Jason Vaters said enthusiastically.
Felic looked at him for a moment and then noticed Jason's gaze. Jason seemed nervous. He didn't like it when his father was so direct, but he was right. Felic had the potential to become a figure skater.
"I have to think about it. This is coming too suddenly. Yesterday I couldn't do anything with the shoes and I can't even get them on or off by myself, and today they want me to train. This is happening too fast."
He seemed a little unsure about this answer, but he sounded convincing.
"It's okay. I didn't mean to catch you off guard. I'm sorry," Jason's father said with a smile.
Felic suddenly seemed a bit tense, giving Jason the impression that he wasn't at all comfortable with the idea of doing something that might become public. Dinner passed in silence. Jason had taken Felic's hand under the table, trying to calm him down a bit.
They washed and put away the dishes. Jason collapsed onto the couch in his father's cabin and closed his eyes. He was a little startled when Felic leaned against him.
"Hey. You're suddenly so quiet. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I don't know, if I participate in tournaments, it might end up on TV or something, right?"
"Of course, I'm even sure about you. Your way on the ice is fascinating, but why are you so afraid of it?"
"My parents haven't taken care of me for many years. I don't want them to suddenly show up and try to protect me from one day to the next. They should leave me alone."
"Then you can tell them. Besides, look, you're almost eighteen, you can move out and then you'll have peace from them," Jason said gently.
"But you can also take the difficult route and talk to them," Jason said reassuringly, taking Felic' in his arms.
"Come on. You'll fall asleep in no time. I'll put you to bed," Jason said gently, standing up.
Felic followed him, and in their cabin, Felic went to his room and undressed down to his underwear. He would have put on pajamas, but Jason suddenly hugged him and kissed him gently on the back and neck before standing in front of him and kissing him passionately on the lips.
He picked up Felic and carefully laid him on the bed. Felic held onto him and fell asleep. Jason got up again and tucked his angel in. Then he went into the kitchen to get something to drink.

---

“Hey,” his father suddenly said quietly.
"So, what brings you here?" Jason asked, smiling.
"Did I take him by surprise that much?"
"Yes, but he was also tired. He's sleeping."
"Oh, why was he suddenly so uncomfortable with the question?"
"He doesn't have a good relationship with his parents. He said he doesn't want them to come here if they see him somewhere."
"I understand, but we can take him into our house, with his own room and all. Then you can stay away from each other for a while."
"I suggested it to him, too. Then he fell asleep."
"He's fascinating. He's barely got his skates on and he can already do the most difficult tricks. Although you were quick to get them down, too."
"But only within a year, he can do everything within a day," Jason said admiringly.
"I'd like to run with him sometime."
"You are here today," Jason's father said, confused.
They were now sitting on the couch and Jason had closed his eyes.
"I meant really skating together, a pair skating routine," Jason said quietly, introducing himself as Felic.
"You've been hit hard."
"Yes, he's such an angel. He shines so brightly even when he's sad. But I prefer seeing him when he's laughing; he looks even sweeter then," Jason said dreamily.
There was a short pause.
"I'm tired too, good night," Jason said suddenly and stood up.
His father returned, and Jason carefully lay down next to his angel. Felic snuggled against Jason's chest and slept even more deeply.

---

Jason woke gently the next morning. He felt a hand on his chest and opened his eyes, but Felic was still asleep. Jason watched him gently, stroking his hair with a hand. Felic finally woke up and looked Jason straight in the eyes.
He smiled and kissed Felic passionately. He felt Felic let go and took him in his arms. He loved to rob Felic of his thoughts. Felic returned the kiss gently and then broke away from Jason.
"Morning," he said quietly and smiled.
"Do you always wake me up like this now?"
"Yes, if you want, I'll do it."
"Tell me, could I really stay with you?" asked Felic, returning to the topic from the evening.
"Of course, I'd be happy. Dad already told me you'd have your own room."
"Oh, is he already planning on including me?"
"Yes, he wants you as his son-in-law," Jason said with a smile.
Now Felic was a little irritated.
"He didn't say it literally, but he's excited about you," Jason reassured Felic.
"I love you," Felic breathed, kissing Jason again.
"Come on. He's waiting for us at breakfast," Jason said gently, kissing Felic again.
Then he got up and went to the bathroom. When he returned to the room, Felic was lying on his bed. He had barely managed to put on his pants and had fallen asleep again. Jason grinned gently and walked over to him. He kissed him gently above his waistband, slowly sliding his tongue upwards.
He felt Felic waking up again. He slid further up to Felic's neck. There, he kissed him gently once more and then looked at him.
"If you fall asleep every time, we won't be able to leave the house," Jason said, smiling.
"I don't want to get up," Felic replied sleepily.
Jason grinned at him and kissed his neck again. This time he sucked gently. Felic moaned slightly and clung to Jason. Feeling the slight arousal in Felic's pants, Jason grinned. He finished the hickey and looked at Felic gently.
"Does that excite you so much?" Jason asked, still smiling.
Felic looked at him embarrassed and kissed Jason on the lips again. Jason held him with his kisses.
"Jason? Why don't you guys get up soon?" Jason's father called from the living room. "I hate it when you start your workout late."
"Now you have to get up, and I won't be able to spoil you," Jason said with a grin, letting Felic get up and quickly get dressed.
"Hey, you two," came from Jason's father, who suddenly appeared in their room, "oh, I didn't mean to disturb you."
He stood in front of the two of them, completely embarrassed, Jason on the bed and Felic who was getting dressed and fell on the bed when he tripped while putting his pants on properly.
"Oh man, you need a strong coffee to wake up," Jason said with a grin.
"Why coffee? Caffeine alone is enough," said Felic, almost falling asleep again.
"Hey, you're not going back to sleep now," Jason said, tickling Felic until he woke up with his own laughter.
"Mercy, I'm getting up too," Felic shouted, still laughing.
"Really?" Jason asked, "or I'll keep tickling you."
"No, stop! I can't take it anymore," Felic replied pleadingly as Jason continued to tickle him.
"I'm already up," said Felic and quickly got out of bed.
He went to the bathroom while Jason and his father made breakfast.
"He's cute when you two are together like this."
"I know, but he's cute otherwise."
"That's not what I meant. I know you love him, but I mean, he's like a child when you're with him."
"He's a child."
“He’s seventeen,” his father countered.
"He's still a child in some cases, but there are also moments when he seems more than grown up."
"Oh yes?"
»Yes.«
"Who are you talking about?" came from Felic, who suddenly appeared in the kitchen.
"About you," Jason replied with a grin.
"So what's the matter, did I do something wrong?"
"No, of course not. And if I did, I'd forgive you anyway," Jason said, kissing Felic passionately.
He pushed him against the wall and held him tight when he noticed Felic slipping away. Meanwhile, Jason's father had turned to the coffee and poured it. When Jason pulled away from Felic's mouth and grinned into his eyes, Felic was about to resume kissing him when Jason stroked Felic's cheek.
"Now sit down. Otherwise, Felic will fall over if you confuse him any more," Jason's father said with a grin.
Jason reluctantly let go of Felic and sat down. After breakfast, they went back to the ice rink. Jason was practicing his free skate when Felic ran into him. Jason grinned slightly and slowed down.
“What?” he asked his angel, looking gently into his eyes.
"What are you doing here?" Felic asked defiantly.
"What? Why?" Jason asked, surprised by Felic's defiance.
"You look really sad. To me, it looks more like you're not exactly in the mood for this," Felic said, holding onto him as he slipped slightly.
"I don't feel like running this either, at least not with the person I have to run with."
"Why? Is she that bad?"
"More than that. She's annoying, and her father wants to set me up with her. And I already have my angel," Jason said, smiling and hugging Felic.
Felic just looked at him for a moment.
"Run with me," Felic said seriously, looking deep into Jason's eyes.
He noticed a flicker in Felic's eyes.
"But ?"
"I know. But that's my answer to your father's question. I'm in," Felic said quietly.
"Really?" Jason asked incredulously.
"Really!" said Felic, almost forgetting to breathe when Jason suddenly picked him up and hugged him.
"Jason, you're smothering me," Felic cried gently, breaking away from Jason's embrace, but only to kiss him.
“I love you,” Felic whispered softly.
"I love you too," Jason replied gently, then returned the kiss.
“Hey you two,” Jason’s father suddenly called out.
Jason shuddered and let go of Felic.
“Come here,” he said a little more quietly.
"You can't keep kissing in here. You're not the only ones training in this building."
"Sorry, but I couldn't react any other way to Felic's answer."
"What question did he answer?"
“I’m in,” Felic said seriously and smiled.
Jason's father's jaw dropped.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, but only if Jason isn't with..." Felic thought about it and looked questioningly at Jason.
»Melinda?«
"Exactly. Only if he doesn't have to walk with her."
"With whom then? People expect a pair skating routine from him."
"With me, if that were possible," came Felic's very quiet reply, looking embarrassedly at the ground.
"Are you sure? I mean, there will be a lot of reporters there, and Jason won't be able to avoid them," Jason's father said thoughtfully.
»Yes.«
"Okay. Then we'll have to change the program."
“We’ll do it,” Jason chimed in.
"We? Felic, you don't even know how to set up a program."
"But I know what Jason is up to."
"What do you mean?"
"Just put some music on," Jason said to his father, already wondering what to do.
Felic followed him to the middle of the ice and stood in front of him.
"Can you keep up with my pace yet?" Jason asked gently.
"Yes, that's no problem."
"Okay. Let's give it a try," said Jason, hearing the music start behind him.
Something calm, just to get into the rhythm. Felic looked him in the eyes and moved a little closer as Jason tugged on his T-shirt.
»Synchronized works best.«
"It's okay," said Felic, closing his eyes briefly.
Jason ran a semicircle backward and did a small moon pirouette. He then completed the circle and jumped off to do a triple Axel. He then did a back-to-back balance and then a sit pirouette. When he got back to the top, he saw Felic do everything simultaneously and in mirror perspective.
Jason felt the music in his body, but it was different than usual. The feeling of skating with Felic warmed the ice surface and made him float. When they met in the middle, they both turned toward each other and jumped off a short distance away.
Felic no longer counted how many times he turned around. He simply followed Jason's feelings and closed his eyes inwardly. Outwardly, it looked to the observer as if he were following Jason's steps, but in reality, he was following Jason's thoughts, his feelings.
He felt the warmth and tenderness flowing through Jason as he ran. When he looked at Jason almost at the end of the song, he grinned slightly. Felic blushed and did a quick pirouette at the same time as Jason, before slowing down towards the middle and, in keeping with the music about "the man in the iron mask," kneeling before Jason and lowering his gaze, like a knight before a king, one hand over his heart.
Jason stopped and placed his hand on Felic's head. They were both out of breath and exhausted. The entire routine (not explained in detail here) lasted a total of four minutes. Felic stood up again and looked Jason in the eyes. He smiled gently and brushed a strand of hair out of Felic's eyes.
“Running with you is twice as fun,” Jason said quietly.
Felic smiled shyly and looked at Jason's father, whose jaw had dropped and he couldn't move. Jason grinned and ran over to him. Felic followed him and stopped at the barrier. Jason's father couldn't move until Jason turned off the music.
"Tell me, have you ever practiced this before?"
"No why?"
"Because this felt like you two had been in tune with each other forever," Jason's father said quietly, "I think nothing stands in the way. The gala will definitely work out, but the problem with the press remains."
"I'll take care of that. And you try to get Felic out of the hall without being seen."
»Okay.«
"Why all this effort?" Felic asked quietly.
He had leaned against Jason's back and now stood at the barrier.
"How else are you going to get out of there?"
"Just as I am pure."
"That won't work. The two of you on the ice together will make the crowd curious about you, because you radiate a warmth that sends shivers down your spine. They'll want to know who the junior champion skated with. And the other figure skaters will also provide information," Jason's father said worriedly.
"At some point they'll find out who was running there anyway, at the latest when they enlarge the pictures," Felic said realistically, "so whether I want to or not, I have to jump in at the deep end."
"He's right," Jason admitted.
"I'll think of something. Now let's go eat."
"What? It was only noon."
"It's almost dinner. You're always so engrossed in running that you lose track of time."
"My sense of time always suffers around him anyway," Felic said suddenly, startled by his own words.
He looked up from the ice and into Jason's smiling eyes.
"Oh, am I confusing you so much?"
»Yes.«
"Well then, let's go. Otherwise, Felic won't get up tomorrow, and the gala is the day after. You should get a good rest tomorrow."
"Okay," Jason said with a grin.
"Not like that," Jason's father said with a grin.
Felic looked at Jason suspiciously and walked off the ice. He sat down on the bench and closed his eyes briefly. He was completely exhausted. Jason untied his shoes and looked him in the eyes as Felic untied them.
"You look tired. Are you not feeling well?"
"Yes. I'm just hungry."
"Come on then, I'll do something," said Jason, standing up.
Felic put on his shoes and followed him. Arriving at their cabin, Felic plopped down on the couch and closed his eyes. Jason grinned gently and made something to eat. After a while, Felic followed him and hugged him from behind.
He leaned against Jason's back and kissed his neck. Jason slowly turned around and hugged him.
"What do you have?"
"Nothing," Felic said simply and kissed Jason on the lips.
But instead of returning the kiss, he placed a hand on his forehead and felt briefly.
"You have a fever," Jason said worriedly, looking Felic in the eyes.
"Don't you think you should stay in bed instead of going out on the ice?"
Felic shook his head. He looked exhausted, and his body was hot. Jason picked him up and carried him into the bedroom. There, he laid Felic in bed. Felic had fallen asleep on the way there and didn't wake up quickly. Jason went to his father after turning off the stove.
"Dad?" he asked as he entered the cabin.
He was also in the kitchen making himself some food.
"What?"
"Can you come with me, please?"
"Why, did something happen?" Jason's father asked, alert and worried.
"Felic has a fever."
"You seem exhausted too. Have you caught it yet?"
"No," said Jason, looking his father in the eyes.
He checked whether Jason had a fever, but found none. He got his medical bag and went over with Jason. Felic was still asleep, but very restlessly. Jason leaned over him and kissed him gently on the lips. This calmed Felic down, but didn't wake him up. He just grabbed Jason's hand and held him tight.
“This doesn’t look good,” Jason’s father said suddenly.
"Why?"
"He has a very high fever. 39.5. I think it's all been too much these last few days. Go to sleep, I'll take care of him."
"I'll make him some tea in case he wakes up."
"Okay. Have you eaten yet?"
Jason shook his head.
"Then eat first."
"I can't get anything down."
"Then at least have an apple or something."
"Yes," Jason said quietly and went into the kitchen.
He made Felic some tea and brought him upstairs. He'd forgotten something to eat. Felic woke up when Jason took his hand and sat down next to the bed.
"Hey, how are you?" Jason asked, smiling.
"I'm cold."
"What, you have a fever and it's not exactly low," Jason's father said, surprised.
"I'm still cold," Felic said, and Jason noticed the slight shivering.
He kissed Felic gently on the lips. He felt how cold Felic's lips and hands suddenly were. His eyes were glassy from the fever.
"Here, drink something, it's still hot. Maybe it'll warm you up a bit," Jason said gently, holding out the cup. Felic took a few sips and handed the cup back to Jason. He lay back down and looked at Jason briefly.
"You should get some more sleep so you can recover," Jason's father said worriedly.
Felic slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep a short time later.
"He's exhausted, his body is a bit messed up, nothing serious," Jason's father continued reassuringly as Jason looked at him worriedly.
When Felic still shivered, Jason lay down next to him under the covers, stripping down to his shorts and T-shirt, and took him in his arms. Felic snuggled up close and placed his hands on Jason's chest. Jason kissed him gently on the forehead and fell asleep himself.
Jason's father stayed awake and monitored Felic's condition.

---

After a while, Felic stopped shaking, and by morning, his fever had also disappeared. Jason held him tightly in his arms. When Felic woke up, he barely moved so as not to wake Jason, who was still sound asleep.
"You can move around, Jason sleeps like a rock."
Felic turned carefully and looked at Jason's father.
"How are you this morning?"
"Better."
"That's good, your fever is gone too. Are you still cold?"
"No. I had a good heater," Felic said with a grin, pointing at Jason, who still didn't move.
Jason's father placed a hand on his forehead and supported himself between the two.
"He doesn't have a fever, but that's true about the heating. He's quite warm," Jason's father said, surprised.
Jason put his arm around Felic again and lay on his chest.
"He doesn't seem to plan on getting up."
"No, but I don't want to wake him. I've never seen him sleep. He was always awake when I slowly came to," Felic said gently, stroking Jason's hair.
"Then let him sleep a little longer. I'll make you breakfast."
»Okay.«
Felic continued to gently stroke Jason's hair until he woke up and looked at him sleepily. Jason leaned back and kissed Felic on the lips. As he licked Felic's lips, Felic opened his mouth and played with Jason's tongue. Jason slowly slid his hand under Felic's T-shirt and caressed his chest.
"Your father is down in the kitchen," Felic said with a grin.
"It doesn't matter. I want to kiss you now."
"Oh, you call that kissing?"
"Yes. How else?" Jason asked, confused.
"If I follow your hand, I would rather say you want to seduce me," Felic said, smiling.
Only now did Jason realize where his hand had slipped. He pulled his hand away from Felic's waistband and lay down next to him. He looked at Felic embarrassedly. Felic kissed him lightly on the neck and then whispered in Jason's ear.
"If your father weren't in the house, I would have let you."
Jason then smiled gently at Felic, who grinned slightly.
"Then I guess I'll have to kick my father out so I can have you all," Jason said, hugging Felic tightly.
He kissed him passionately and pushed his tongue into Felic's mouth. Felic played with Jason's tongue and placed his hands on his chest. He felt his rapid heartbeat beneath his hands and then stroked Jason with one hand, which made his heartbeat even faster.
But that wasn't all. Felic's hands glided feather-lightly over Jason's torso, and when he felt a slight shiver run through Jason, he looked into Jason's eyes. When he guessed why Jason was suddenly feeling a bit uneasy, he grinned slightly.
"I think I've found your weak spot," Felic said quietly, still grinning at him.
Jason became embarrassed and sat up. But Felic didn't let him. He held Jason gently in his arms and kissed him on the lips again. Jason returned the kiss.
"I really enjoy your touch, but if you keep going, I'll be useless for the next few minutes."
“Then that’s just how it is,” said Felic, smiling.
"And what about my father?"
"The way I see it, he still has work to do," Felic said gently, continuing to kiss Jason.
He moved his hand further down. He pushed Jason's T-shirt up a bit and kissed him on the stomach. Very lightly. He touched Jason's skin like a fleeting breeze. Jason seemed to enjoy this treatment, because he moaned softly.
Felic smiled gently and kissed him on the lips again. Jason had closed his eyes and was clutching the sheets. Felic felt Jason's tension as he slid his hand under the covers and rested it on Jason's boxer shorts. Jason's arousal was clearly visible through the thin fabric.
Felic shifted his kisses to Jason's neck and chest, sliding his hand inside Jason's pants. He felt another shudder run through Jason's body and noticed the firm grip his hands had on the sheets. He pulled his hand back and touched Jason's hands.
Jason looked at him confused and loosened his grip slightly as Felic looked at him with concern. Felic kissed him on the lips again and moved his hand back down. Jason moaned softly as Felic's hand closed around his cock and moved slightly, not too quickly, to arouse Jason a little more before he climaxed.
Felic pushed his tongue into Jason's mouth and caressed Jason's chest with his other hand. When Felic felt Jason almost ready, he withdrew his hand again and hovered over him. He slid his kisses further and further down, slowly pulling Jason's shorts off.
He was so excited that he couldn't react any longer, leaving Felic with the upper hand. Felic enjoyed seducing Jason, reaching above Jason's pubic area with his kisses. He held Jason's hips lightly with his hands. When he touched Jason's penis with his lips, another shiver ran through him.
Felic gently pampered Jason and felt the sudden, yet very slight tremor that flooded Jason's body. Jason wanted to separate from Felic, but Felic wouldn't let him, holding Jason lightly with his lips and hands. Felic wanted to taste Jason and wouldn't let him go.
Barely a few seconds later, he tasted Jason's cum in his mouth and swallowed it. Jason lay there exhausted. Felic licked the last drop from his lips and crawled back up to Jason. Jason looked at him, exhausted but smiling.
"Well? Are you feeling better?" Felic asked quietly, grinning gently.
"Yes, but now I need to rest for a moment. Thank you," he said gently, kissing Felic tenderly on the lips.
"You taste good," said Felic with a grin.
"Oh yeah?" Jason asked, smiling.
"Yes," Felic said gently and kissed Jason again.
This time, Jason pushed his tongue into his mouth and thoroughly explored Felic's mouth before pulling away. Felic, as so often after Jason's passionate, wild kisses, blushed and looked at Jason embarrassed.
“That’s right,” Jason said with a grin.
When Felic understood what Jason meant, he smiled. And Jason continued cleaning Felic's mouth.
"Are you two finally getting out of bed? Breakfast's almost ready," Jason's father said with a grin, catching them both in the act.
"Right downstairs," Jason said embarrassedly, as he was the first to speak again.
When his father was gone, he looked at Felic questioningly.
"Was I too loud?" he finally asked in a whisper.
"No, I only heard you very faintly," Felic said, smiling.
"Then hopefully he didn't notice anything."
"I don't think so, the door was closed," Felic said, still smiling, and kissed Jason again before getting up and going to his closet.
He picked out some clothes and laid them on the chair. Then he took off his T-shirt and shorts and stood naked in the room, putting on his sweater and then a pair of shorts. Then his jeans and socks.
When he looked at Jason, he noticed the dreamy, yet lustful look.
"Hey, don't you want to get dressed?"
"I love watching you get dressed."
"Was my work in vain?" Felic asked, smiling and pointing at the bedspread.
"No, I'm already up," Jason said with a grin, sitting down before throwing back the covers.
Felic still saw a slight excitement between his legs and grinned.
"Well, it didn't take you long to recover," Felic said, grinning and looking Jason in the eyes.
"I can't help it, unfortunately. Seeing you dressed is enough to get me started, but completely naked? I'm sorry, but that's your own fault," Jason said with a smile.
"I can change in the bathroom next time if you prefer," Felic said with a grin and walked towards Jason.
"No. You better leave it alone," he said, kissing Felic on the lips as he leaned down toward him.
He grabbed Felic's waist and held him tight, while Felic leaned on Jason's shoulder.
"But your body doesn't seem to be quite so unaffected either," Jason said, and only now did Felic notice where Jason had his hand, namely on the front of his pants, where there was a slight bulge.
"Well, I just can't resist. But you should get dressed. If you want to avoid an awkward moment. Your father is on his way here," Felic said with a grin.
Jason pushed him onto the bed and stood up. He quickly got dressed, and as he was zipping up his pants, his father stood in the doorway.
“You’re taking a long time,” he said, somewhat annoyed.
"We're already finished."
"Well then, let's go."
Felic got up from the bed and was startled when Jason threw him back again and leaned over him.
"Don't do that again," he said, smiling.
"What?"
"First encourage me and then tell me my father is right at the door. I almost seduced you," Jason said quietly.
"I know," Felic said quietly, smiling as he kissed Jason gently on the lips and then stood up.
"Do you know you can be pretty mean?"
"Yes," Felic said with a grin and fled from Jason when he tried to grab him.
He caught him in front of the kitchen door, but only because Felic stopped to avoid running into the stranger.
"Good morning," Felic said kindly, noting the person's age.
He was about three or four years older than Felic and Jason. Jason was so frightened that he forgot to let go of Felic.
"Good morning, you two. It takes you a long time to get out of bed," said the stranger.
"May I introduce you to Mr. Dano. He arrived yesterday and lives over there. I invited him to have breakfast with us," said Jason's father.
"Hello, I'm Jason," Jason said, still puzzled.
"That's what I thought, and you must be Felic."
“Yes,” he said, surprised.
"Jason's father already enlightened me."
"Oh, did he?" Jason asked, looking questioningly at his father.
"Yes, and I must say, he wasn't understating it."
"With what?" Felic asked, confused, as he slowly broke free from Jason's embrace.
"That you two are really cute together."
Jason almost fell over when he heard that and grabbed the wall for support. Felic was more likely thinking about being glad there was no ice beneath him. He would have landed horribly on his butt. But instead, his jaw just dropped.
"I'm probably a bit outnumbered this year, unfortunately," Jason's father said with a grin.
"Just to be clear. I'm gay too, so I don't have any problems with that. But I have to say, I might get some stupid ideas when I see you," he said to Felic with a grin.
Jason didn't like that at all, because he glared at him angrily and hugged Felic possessively.
"It's mine. I'm sorry, but I'm definitely not giving it back," Jason said defiantly, while Felic could only manage an embarrassed look.
"All right, I won't take him away from you. He's too young for me, too. But if he were older, I'd try," he said with a grin.
"Come on. Let's eat. Otherwise Felic will get a fever again tonight and then you won't have time for your love affairs," Jason's father said with a grin.
"What kind of love affairs?"
"You could have at least locked the door."
"What?" Jason asked, shocked.
He just stared at his father in shock, and Felic wished he could have sunk into the ground. So he almost disappeared under the table.
"I was supposed to get you for breakfast. I'm sorry. I didn't want to disturb you, so I just left," Mr. Dano said, slightly embarrassed.
"I'm moving out," Jason said, still stunned.
He was embarrassed and you could see it in the color of his face.
"You stay here," Jason's father said with a grin.
"And you can come out from under the table again," he said to Felic, who had turned a little pale.
"There's no need to be embarrassed. I was wondering when this would happen anyway. I figured you wouldn't stay alone for long while kissing," Jason's father said, getting a little closer to the two of them.
"And now eat. There's training later, or didn't you want to practice before the gala? After all, Felic has to get used to an audience."
"Like that?"
"Mr. Dano will be watching."
"I would definitely prefer if you all called me Mark. I'm a little uncomfortable being called by my last name. At home, in the city where I live, no one does that."
"Okay, so Mark," said Felic with a grin.
“Yes,” said the person addressed, smiling.
Jason looked briefly at Felic and then suspiciously at Mark. Mark quickly noticed Jason's gaze and studied him for a moment without saying a word. Felic noticed the inner struggle between the two and then looked Jason in the eyes. When he didn't get his attention because he was still busy glaring at Mark, he suddenly kissed him passionately on the lips.
Jason was startled by this reaction and almost fell over in his chair. Jason's father began to laugh loudly, and Mark looked at the two of them, bewildered. As Felic slowly pulled away from Jason, he grinned at him.
"I'm not cheating on you."
Jason returned the look shyly and stole another kiss.
"Well, we still have a few fun weeks ahead of us. And just for the record, Mark is only 22."
When Felic then looked over at Mark, who was smiling sheepishly, Jason ended up falling over in his chair. Felic looked at him worriedly and then asked quietly as he helped him back up, "Are you okay?"
"No," Jason said, glaring venomously at Mark.
Suddenly he grabbed Felic and said possessively: "Hands off, he's mine."
"It's impossible to miss. But he's still cute, it'll be hard to hold back," Mark said with a grin.
"Then you'll just have to pull yourself together," Jason said venomously.
"Hey, stop now. I'm still here, and I make my own decisions. And I'm not into any kind of power games. Besides, I've already decided who I'm going to let close to me," Felic said defiantly, sitting back down.
Mark became slightly embarrassed and Jason looked at him in bewilderment until Felic pulled him down and kissed him briefly on the lips.
"And now I'd be grateful if you could have breakfast in peace," said Felic, grinning as he looked into Jason's eyes. Jason's father just watched all this with a grin. After breakfast, they went to the ice rink, and Felic and Jason practiced their routines while Jason's father and Mark chatted.
"They're really cute together, but if Felic wasn't in a relationship, I would have really tried to win him over," Mark said with a smile.
"But you won't stand a chance like that. He's head over heels in love with Jason and he won't let go anytime soon."
"That's what I thought, but it seems to me that Jason feels the same way."
"That's true. They've both been hit hard, and Jason's dream will probably come true soon."
"Which?"
"He once told me he wanted to skate with the person he loved. And since Felic has a legendary talent, this won't be a problem anymore. The two will skate together at tomorrow's gala."
"Aha, that sounds good, but why legendary talent?"
"How long do you think Felic has been figure skating?"
"I don't know, it's probably been like this for a few years."
"Wrong! He only stepped on the ice for the first time a week ago. He can't even put his shoes on without Jason's help," Jason's father said, grinning, noticing the utterly astonished expression on Mark's face.
"Wow, I can't think of anything else to say."
"That's right, the boy is special, and not just in figure skating."
"That's right, he's a boy who could perform miracles."
"Maybe this will happen when the two of them are on the ice together tomorrow."
"Definitely. They both radiate tremendous warmth."
"Right," said Jason's father, watching the two of them.
Felic was just landing on the ice after completing a quadruple jump and caught it well. He then skated backward a bit. The routine was different from the last time they had practiced it, but that was probably because they hadn't written it down and were just skating as it came to mind, which made Jason's father wonder who came up with it.
"Jason.... Felic....., are you coming?" asked Jason's father, standing at the barrier.
The two appeared shortly afterwards and looked at him questioningly.
"Which of you is actually running ahead of the other?" he asked, confused.
"I don't know, some things I do, others come from Felic."
"And how come you still do everything at the same time?" Mark now interjected.
"That's because we know what the other one is doing."
"Aha. I don't really understand that, but it doesn't matter."
"What the two of them are doing expresses their feelings, and the other responds. You said earlier that the two of them radiate tremendous warmth," Jason's father said with a smile.
He had understood what the two were expressing on the ice when he saw them skating together, while the two felt unobserved.
"Oh, now I understand. Then you really trust each other quite a lot. I guess I really don't stand a chance with Felic," Mark said with a grin.
He then slipped slightly and had to hold on as Jason suddenly took him in his arms. Felic held onto Jason's hip and looked at him in shock.
"You wouldn't have a chance otherwise," Jason said venomously. Felic noticed that Jason didn't like Mark.
But the two were somehow similar, except for the warmth that Felic felt with Jason and that he definitely didn't want to lose.
But Felic also wanted to tease Jason a little, having discovered his jealousy. He broke free from Jason's arms and began to grin.
"You're pretty similar, I mean, you and Mark. So why shouldn't he have a chance?"
Jason looked at Felic in shock and after a few seconds understood his game.
"I won't let you fool me."
"Too bad, I thought it would work. But I'm still not right about him having a chance," Felic said, looking at Mark regretfully.
"I'm sorry, but Jason's right. As I said, I've already made my decision."
Mark then smiled gently.
"I know, you can feel it."
Mark then pulled Felic to the barrier and whispered softly in his ear.
"But I think I won't be able to stop staring at you sometimes, because you really are very cute. But to calm you down. I don't intend to come between you, you're too good together."
Mark then kissed him on the cheek and let go. Jason had watched this suspiciously and was still glaring at Mark.
"Come on, guys. I think that's enough for today. Otherwise, you won't be fit enough tomorrow. We'd better do something else in town. Will you join us, Mark?"
“Yes, of course,” he said, smiling.
Felic had already sat down on a bench and was trying to tie his shoelaces, but was still having trouble. As Jason walked past Mark, Mark whispered to him, "Take good care of him. Because if you hurt him, you'll get it."
Then he smiled.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt him. I love him too much for that. And I don't want to and won't leave him to you. Clear?"
"Clear."
After that, both were at peace again, and Jason went to his angel. He put on his shoes and then looked at Felic.
"Hey little one, you're about to tie your fingers in knots," Jason said gently, crouching down in front of Felic.
He looked at him embarrassed and resigned.
"I don't know, I can't handle the long ribbons."
"It's okay. Then at least I have a reason to be close to you in public," Jason said with a grin.
“And if I can do it alone soon?”
"Then I'll find something else," Jason said, stealing a kiss as Felic was about to say something else.
»Jason?«
»Hm?«
"How many will be there tomorrow?"
"I don't know, let me do the math. When it's full, about 2,000. The least, usually 1,000. Why?"
"Just like that," said Felic, swallowing.
Jason noticed his nervousness and hugged him.
"Hey, just don't think about it. We're alone on the ice, that's the only thing you're thinking about, okay? Then your stage fright will go away."
"But then certain ideas come to mind. After all, strangely enough, we're never alone on the ice."
"Then you'd better pretend Dad's watching and no one else. Otherwise we'll have problems with those present."
"Okay," said Felic, but not at all reassured.
"Dad? We need to get Felic over his stage fright. Otherwise he won't sleep tonight," Jason said to his father, grinning.
"Would he even do that, even without stage fright?" he asked, once again managing to embarrass Jason.
"Well..., we'll find something."
"Okay. Let's go then, my angel. Otherwise they'll leave without us," Jason said with a grin, receiving a passionate kiss from Felic.
Jason felt Felic's excitement even more intensely. He gently took him in his arms and held him tight.
"Hey, it's just a gala. If you make mistakes, it's okay. Hmm?"
Felic just nodded slightly and held on to Jason. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"It's okay, if you don't want to run tomorrow, we'll find another way. But I think your stage fright will be gone by the time we perform, Jason will make sure of that," Jason's father said reassuringly as Felic looked at him helplessly.
"Now let's go. Otherwise it will be evening before we get to town."
"Yes," said Felic, still somewhat helpless.

---

Jason held onto his hand as they drove into town, feeling the slight tremor. When Felic looked at him, Jason smiled. They had been in town for three hours and had a lot of fun. Felic and Jason were up to all sorts of mischief. They slid over every frozen puddle they found and tried to outwit the other.
There was no trace of Felic's nervousness anymore. In the end, they sat in the cafe for a while, drinking hot chocolate. Felic sat between Jason and Mark, holding Jason's hand under the table. They chatted for a while and then drove back. Felic fell onto the couch and stayed there until Jason brushed a strand of hair out of his face.
"So, how are you feeling now?"
"Better. But I'm hungry."
"Well, Dad already asked if we could come over."
At that moment, Felic's stomach growled. He looked at Jason embarrassed. Jason just grinned and started tickling Felic. Felic tried to resist, but he couldn't get past Jason, who was half on top of him.
“Mercy, I can’t go on,” Felic said pleadingly.
Jason remained lying on top of him, kissing him passionately. He pushed his tongue into his mouth and penetrated him deeply. Felic felt that Jason must have almost touched his tonsils the way he pushed his tongue into Felic's mouth. But he didn't let that bother him and continued kissing Felic, and somehow Felic liked this treatment.
He put his arms around Jason and pulled him close. He returned the kiss gently, forgetting everything around him. He didn't even care about his hunger, as long as he could taste Jason for just one more moment. Jason must have noticed, because he gave himself over to Felic and pampered him with kisses.
He slowly slid his kisses down to Felic's neck, kissing him gently there before pushing his tongue back into Felic's mouth. After a while, he looked at Felic with a grin.
"We should eat. Don't you think so? Your stomach is already growling angrily."
"Okay," Felic said quietly, but stole another kiss that became passionate again.
Then Jason got up and they went over to eat.

---

“Then we can start,” said Jason’s father with a smile.
After dinner, Felic fell asleep on the couch in Jason's father's cabin. Mark gently stroked his hair.
"You'd better go to bed, it's not good to sleep here," Mark said to Felic when he briefly opened his eyes.
"Yes, where is Jason?" Felic asked quietly.
"Just coming out of the kitchen. He'll take you over, surely, or do you want to go alone?"
"No, but I don't want to stay here either," Felic said with a grin, realizing what Mark was getting at.
"Too bad, I thought I could do it."
"I'd rather sleep in Jason's arms," Felic said quietly, standing up.
"Okay, then not. Sleep well, you two," Mark said, and went back to the kitchen to Jason's father.
"Come on," Jason said gently, taking Felic in his arms. Once inside, Jason went into the bathroom and was startled when Felic suddenly appeared behind him in the shower. "Hey? What's up?"
"Nothing. I'm just a little cold."
"You're tired, that's all. But if you want to shower, you should at least get undressed," Jason said with a grin.
Felic looked down at himself and only now realized that he was still dressed. Jason took him in his arms and kissed him on the lips. He slowly undressed him and threw his clothes into the sink, as they were already completely soaked.
He undressed Felic completely, pampering him with kisses. When his lips were on Felic's neck, he remembered what he had done to arouse Felic the last time and noticed that the hickey was already gone. He kissed the same spot and sucked on it again.
Felic moaned and held on to Jason, who was already holding him tightly. Jason clearly sensed Felic's arousal and finished the hickey. Then he grinned at Felic and kissed him on the lips before pushing him against the wall and trailing his kisses down.
He touched Felic's penis with his lips and pleasured it with his mouth. He held Felic by the hips and pressed him lightly against the wall to prevent him from sliding down and hurting himself. He sensed that Felic was almost ready and sped up his movements a little.
However, he didn't let Felic go when he came and swallowed it. Then he held Felic even tighter in his arms and slid back up him. He kissed him on the lips again.
"Now we're even again."
He then smiled gently, and Felic grinned too. After they had dried themselves, Felic immediately went to bed. He didn't even have time to cover himself and fell asleep immediately. He was lying naked on the covers, sound asleep, when Jason came to him.
He grinned gently and kissed him briefly on the lips before carefully pulling the blanket out from under Felic and tucking him in. Then he turned off the light and took him in his arms. He felt Felic against his naked body and held him gently as Felic snuggled up to him.
Felic was the first of the two to wake up and watched Jason sleep for a while before slowly getting up and going to the bathroom. Only then did he realize he was still naked. But he remembered having felt the same thing with Jason.
Slowly, he remembered what he had done that evening, and also remembered the shower they had taken together. Suddenly, Jason gently hugged him.
"Morning, my angel," he said softly, kissing Felic on the neck, his hands resting on Felic's stomach.
Again, Felic felt that Jason was just as naked as he was and enjoyed his touch, but it was precisely this that contributed to his slight arousal again. He felt Jason's hands slide lower and touch him. Felic closed his eyes and leaned on the sink in front of him.
He had just finished brushing his teeth. Jason moved his hand slightly, gently stroking Felic while continuing to kiss him on the back. Felic reached behind him with one hand and locked the door. Jason noticed.
"So you don't want an unexpected visitor?"
"No," Felic said quietly.
Because he wasn't capable of anything more. When he pulled his hand back, he paused briefly, then touched Jason's hip. He slowly slid between them and between Jason's legs. Jason flinched slightly as Felic wrapped his hand around his cock and massaged it.
Jason also continued his movement and after a while turned Felic towards him.
"When you have your back to me, I just get stupid ideas," Jason said with a grin.
Felic looked at him confused and then kissed him on the lips while continuing to massage Jason. Jason did the same. Felic leaned against the sink and held on to Jason with one hand when he could no longer stand. Jason noticed this and grabbed Felic's waist with his free hand.
He pulled him close and kissed him even more passionately as they both climaxed. Felic tilted his head back and moaned slightly. Jason leaned his head against Felic's chest and kissed him there a few seconds later, once both of their tensions had subsided.
"Now I'm awake," Jason said after a moment, looking Felic in the eyes.
He smiled gently and turned on the shower water. He stood under it and hugged Jason as he stood in front of him.
"Why would you have such stupid ideas if I turned my back on you?"
"Because if you had continued to arouse me at that moment, I would have entered you without my consent. You were too close for me to have any room to maneuver," Jason said gently, kissing Felic.
"Oh, and what would be wrong with that?" Jason looked at him in shock.
"I would give myself completely to you, even without it," Felic said with a smile.
"You haven't had contact with anyone like this before, have you?" Jason asked quietly.
"No why?"
"Because it can hurt quite a bit the first time. Not for everyone, but it can happen, and I don't want to hurt you," Jason said gently.
"But if I wanted it, you'd still do it, right?"
"If you really want it, yes. But I don't think that's the case right now. You're just gaining your first experiences, it seems to me. Am I right?"
"Yes, generally speaking. I mean, I do have some experience, but I haven't tried much with him. It was better that way. Otherwise, I would have regretted it."
"Was he such an idiot?"
"Yes," Felic said quietly and leaned against Jason, who after a few seconds pushed him away and soaped him up.
"He was a complete idiot. You can't just let someone like you go," Jason said gently, kissing Felic on the lips.
Felic let Jason soap and rinse him, and did the same for him. After showering, they got dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen. Jason made coffee while Felic was already setting the table. Suddenly, a roll he was about to cut fell from Felic's hand.
Jason looked at him worriedly and then asked quietly, "Are you okay?"
“Today is the gala,” Felic said, suddenly nervous again.
"Damn, I thought I'd taken your thoughts far enough, but I guess I hadn't yet," Jason said with a grin.
"Hey, don't worry, I'm with you. And if it's all possible, I'll kiss you so passionately beforehand that you'll forget everything until you get on the ice," Jason said with a smile.
"I'm serious. Me?" Jason interrupted and kissed him passionately as he had threatened, taking the knife from Felic's hand as he did so.
"I want you to stop thinking about it until we get to the hall," Jason said gently.
"If you drive yourself crazy now, you'll fall over."
Felic nodded, confused. He was blushing again and unable to react.
"I see you've got his nervousness well under control," said Mark suddenly, who had been standing in the kitchen doorway and watching the two of them.
"Yes. But I don't know how long."
“It’ll be fine,” Jason’s father said, coming over.
They ate together and Felic did as he was told, pushing away any thoughts of the gala.
"Man, is this normal?"
Jason looked at him confused and then grinned.
"Well, at least it lasted a little," Jason said gently.
"Yes, it is. But you should have seen Jason the first time he had to go on the ice. He was just as nervous as you are now. But he was right earlier. Don't overthink it; it's the best way to keep yourself from driving yourself crazy."
"I'll try," Felic said quietly, looking at Jason, who was still grinning gently at him.
"Like I said, if you lose control, I'll rob you of your thoughts."
"Please," Felic said quietly, almost sliding under the table.

---

Arriving at the ice rink, Felic sat down on the small bench in the locker room.
He completely forgot that he had to change his clothes.
"Here, luckily it was finished. It matches your music," said Jason's father, handing each of them a costume.
Felic looked helplessly at Jason and he just said quietly and gently.
"I'll help you right away, just wait a minute."
Luckily, the dressing room was just for the two of them, otherwise Felic would have wanted to sink into the ground. He watched Jason get dressed and immediately inspected the costume. It was like the uniform of a lieutenant or cardinal, as I said, fitting the music.
When he was fully dressed, except for his shoes, he went to Felic. He took the costume from his hand and then said quietly, "You have to take off your clothes. These won't fit over it."
With that, he pointed to the suit. Felic looked at him embarrassed and unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing. He had already hung his jacket on a hook. He took off his shirt and placed it on the bench behind him. Before he could continue, Jason kissed him gently.
"I'm sorry. I can't resist you, unfortunately."
While he was kissing Felic, he opened his pants and then took them off after Felic had taken off his shoes.
"Well, I'd rather see you like this for a little while longer, but then we won't be finished," Jason said regretfully.
"You can still do that tonight," said Felic, grinning.
"That's right, come here," said Jason, picking up the pants from the costume.
Even though Felic could have done it alone, Jason wouldn't let him. He helped him put on the costume and then attached the top to his pants so it wouldn't interfere with his jumps or pirouettes. He also helped Felic put on his shoes and put on his own.
Jason's father attached the cloak to Felic's costume, which resembled the uniform of a mercenary or soldier, because Jason didn't know how to pin it so that it wouldn't be a nuisance.
"When you slide Jason over at the end, you undo the clasp here, so it becomes the actual cape, which would get in the way if you ran straight ahead."
»Okay.«
"Okay, are you ready?"
"Yes," said Jason and Felic nodded.
“Your nervousness?” asked Jason’s father, Felic.
"So-so. I can say more in a quarter of an hour. By then, the effect of Jason's kiss will be wearing off."
"Oh, will it last that long?"
"No, I just kissed him again," Jason said with a grin.
"Be careful no one catches you."
»Yes.«
"Okay. You're the last ones up before the finals, so you still have a little time. Be careful he doesn't collapse," Jason's father said to Jason, worried but still smiling.
"I'll take care of the music. Mark will get you if you're not upstairs yet."
»Mark?«
"Yes, I brought him here. He wouldn't have gotten a ticket otherwise, and we don't want to exclude our new friend right away, right?"
"Exactly," Felic said with a grin and looked at Jason, who only agreed slightly grumpily.
"He won't get me, don't worry," Felic said with a grin.
"I know that, but he's still my rival."
"That's true," Jason's father said with a smile, "alright guys, see you later and good luck."
“Thank you,” they both said at the same time.
Felic sat back down on the bench and looked at Jason when his father was gone.
"So, how are things? Is everything still okay, or should I distract you?" Jason asked, grinning.
"It's just about okay, but distract me," Felic said gently, looking Jason in the eyes.
He stood in front of him and kissed him gently, but after a while, the kiss became more and more passionate. Just as he had pulled away, there was a knock and Mark came in.
"Well, you two, very excited?"
"It's okay. Jason distracts me enough," Felic said gratefully.
"Oh, he does?" Mark asked, grinning and looking at Jason.
"It's your turn in half an hour. Your father just told me," Mark said to Jason.
He nodded and noticed how Felic was becoming slightly restless. Jason gently stroked his hair to calm him down. It actually worked quite well. But Felic suddenly pulled him down and kissed him. Mark looked at him, confused, while Jason understood what Felic wanted.
"All right. I understand," Jason whispered, crouching down in front of Felic.
He kissed him passionately and only pulled away when Mark cleared his throat. Felic looked at Jason, blushing, and Jason looked questioningly at Mark.
"Someone's coming."
"Thank you," Jason said gently, and the door opened. One of the people who organizes everything came into the room.
"Jason, how am I supposed to introduce you two? They don't know your partner's name."
"Then they won't know his name for a while," Jason said with a grin.
"That doesn't work."
"I know."
He then looked at Felic and he nodded briefly.
"Okay, I'll write down his name. Otherwise you'll forget it by then, but don't say a word to anyone."
"I know, give it here, it's your turn soon."
Jason wrote Felic's name and gave the note to the other man, who immediately ran off. Suddenly, he returned and looked questioningly at Felic.
»Congratulations?«
“Yes,” he said with a grin.
"I think we'll have a word to talk about later."
"I almost thought, how could you just forget about me? I thought I left a lasting impression."
"More on that later, then I'll tell you what a lasting impression it made," he said with a grin and started walking.
"You know him?"
"I once sang in a band with him," Felic said with a grin.
"And you don't tell me that?"
"No," Felic said cheekily and only received a kiss.
"Come on, let's go upstairs, because your stage fright just went away," Jason said with a grin.
"Yes, I think so," said Felic, smiling and standing up.
They went upstairs, and Jason saw his father, whom they were walking towards. Felic walked behind him.
"Well. How are you?"
“Good,” said Felic, smiling.
“No more stage fright?” Jason’s father asked, astonished.
"It's someone else's fault. Not me, an acquaintance of his apparently works here."
"Later. It's your turn."
"I know," said Jason.
"Come on, he'll call us soon anyway."
"Yes," Felic said simply and went with Jason.
“They’re both cute,” Mark said quietly.
"Who was with you earlier?"
"Someone who still wanted Felic's name because of the announcement."
"Oh, I didn't even think of that."
"It was a good thing. At least Felic's fear is gone now."
"Right. Well then, let's hope nothing goes wrong, and above all, let's hope they control themselves, not like they did in rehearsal."
"I think they both know where they are."
"I know, but I'm his father. I can't help it."
"I understand."
After a few seconds, Felic and Jason were called to go to the gang.
»And now finally our junior champion with new companion today.
Jason Dorian and Felicion Burney .»
"You have a difficult name," Jason said with a grin.
"Well," said Felic, smiling, and walked onto the ice.
He ran a semicircle to the right, while Jason, like a mirror image, followed him on the other side. They got into position and waited for the music to start. When it did, they both awoke from their stupor, which had made them look like two soldiers on guard at an entrance, and they performed a small circle around the spot where they were standing before jumping off and performing a quadruple touloup right at the start without a run-up.
Using scales, they balanced their bodies and began their routine. They skated in sync and without mistakes, and the audience was transfixed. All they could hear was the music and, for the two on the ice, the sound of their skates.
The routine was completely different from what they had practiced, which also had Mark and Jason's father watching, spellbound. Even the speaker didn't say anything. Felic didn't care where he was; he simply walked, reciprocating Jason's feelings and responding to them, just as Jason did.
The two transformed a sitting pirouette into a moon pirouette in the same time, without visibly gaining momentum. The jumps were clean, and everything together seemed like a mirror of each other. Except for the finale, where they didn't do the same thing again, which was intentional, as Felic played a mercenary and Jason a lieutenant.
So Felic did a triple jump, while Jason did a pirouette, in both directions. One after the other, of course. Felic immediately followed up with a double jump from the landing of the first jump and then turned into a pirouette, while Jason performed a quadruple jump combined with a triple jump in the middle of the ice, not far enough away from Felic so that both could be seen.
He then did a small circle and another standing pirouette, while Felic jumped off again and performed a quadruple jump. After this jump, the clasp of the cape came loose, and it fluttered around him at full length.
He slid a little closer to Jason and crouched down in front of him, like a soldier before a king. Jason finished his pirouette and came to stand directly in front of him, facing sideways, one hand on his hip, the other hovering above Felic's head.
They both reached their final positions at the same time, right at the end of the music. Felic was so exhausted that he couldn't react at that moment, and he didn't move either, just like Jason. There was a brief silence in the hall, but then there was thunderous applause.
Jason was the first to regain his strength and helped Felic, who was shaking slightly, to his feet. The audience wanted an encore, but neither of them could give this moment. They were both knocked out for the time being. Nevertheless, Jason's father nodded to the two of them, and Jason glanced briefly at Felic.
He nodded slightly, and Jason signaled to his father. The music played at a point that encouraged faster movements. Felic slid a bit across the ice like Jason, but in the opposite direction, and in the process, he untied his cape.
He threw it to Jason's father. When Jason signaled with his eyes that he was ready, Felic nodded, and they both jumped off at the same time, each performing a triple jump; their strength wasn't enough for a quadruple jump. Then they performed a pirouette and a small artistic performance.
Felic skated toward Jason in the middle distance, and after a while, Jason turned his back to him. When Felic was close enough, he whispered, "Now." Jason jumped off with both feet and did a somersault over Felic, while Felic dropped to the ground and slid across the ice on his stomach, facing Jason, thus sliding backward.
He then stood up again and did another Bielman pirouette, just like Jason. After that, however, neither of them could do it anymore, and Jason pointed this out to his father. He gave a signal, and the music stopped. This time, the audience regained their composure a moment faster, but it still took a while.
Jason and Felic bowed briefly and went to the gang, where Jason's father held out the protectors for their shoes.
“But you haven’t practiced that,” he said to both of them, looking them in the eyes.
Jason just grinned, and Felic couldn't utter a word either. He was completely out of breath and just wanted something to drink. Mark handed him the water bottle and grinned at the two of them.
“I almost thought so,” he said with a smile.
"What does your stage fright say?"
"It's completely gone," Felic said, breathing heavily.
"See. It wasn't so bad after all. Better than I thought, actually," Jason said with a grin, nudging Felic in the side.
"It's okay, it's not my fault that I was so excited," Felic said with a grin.
"And you say again that you can't do figure skating," someone suddenly said.
"Max, do you have to scare me like that?" Felic asked, alarmed.
"Punishment for that."
"Penalty?"
Felic was confused.
"You never went on the ice with me, not even when I begged you, and then you show me this. How long have you been skating and left me in the dark?" Max asked, mock-angry.
Felic knew this game, but Jason didn't, and he fell for it.
"Don't yell at him like that. He's only been able to do it for two weeks," Jason said angrily.
Mark, Max, and Felic started laughing, and Jason's father joined in. Only Jason was speechless.
"Caught, you won't be fooling me anymore," said Max with a grin.
»Was?«
"You walked right into his trap."
"What trap?" Jason asked, still confused.
"I know he's only recently been able to walk—at least, he couldn't before the vacation. But I know his talent. It was the same with singing. From one day to the next, he knew all my songs perfectly, and no matter what I changed, he could read them almost immediately, after just one reading. The little one's a natural," said Max, grinning and playfully punching Felic in the stomach.
"But now I know why you two run so well together. That was the whole point of the trap. But you're a good match."
Jason felt embarrassed. He had never asked Felic who knew he was gay. Oh well, he had found a candidate now.
"Come on, you two have to get back on the ice for the final," said Jason's father.
They had already returned to the dressing room and had to go back. Felic had taken off his cape before the encore and had no intention of putting it back on now, which Jason's father noted with surprise, but Jason knew what that meant.
"Come on," Jason said, and kissed Felic briefly out of reflex, but remembered how many people were standing around them and left it at that.
It's a good thing they were in the locker room.
"Be careful, Jason."
"Yes, I'm sorry," he said, but whatever else he wanted to say, he couldn't because Felic suddenly kissed him passionately.
As I said, they were in the locker room, and no one could disturb them, since everyone knew what was going on between them. When Felic broke away from Jason, he stared at him speechless.
"As a thank you," said Felic with a grin.
Jason smiled gently.
"We should go. Otherwise someone here will get some stupid ideas," Jason said, pointing to the three behind Felic.
“Don’t worry,” the three of them simply said.
In the finale, they performed their somersault routine one last time, and then they had to make their way through all the people to the car. There, Felic shrank. Jason gently stroked his hair and smiled gently. Max rode with them, and they went to Jason and Felic's cabin, where Jason's father was making dinner.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom for a moment," Felic said wearily.
"Is good."
Jason chatted with the other two for a bit until Felic returned, and then he left. If they had both left, it would have been too conspicuous. After dinner, they stayed in the living room, and Jason's father lit a fire in the fireplace.
But after a short while, Felic fell asleep in Jason's arms. Everyone looked at him in surprise, but they let him. Jason put him to bed and stayed with him. He lay down close to Felic, who immediately cuddled up to him and fell asleep, too. Jason's father checked on them one last time and tucked them in properly. Then he, too, went to sleep