unconventionaltechniques | Felix and Peter

Felix and Peter

Felix comes from a well known Italian family who held the respect, and the fear, of their region for many years. Felix celebrated living the life his family's reputation afford him, working a mixture of alchemy and science that was nothing short of magic to help the family. It was that skill that brought him to the attention of the CIA and the organization that put together the Black Ravens. To be celebrated for his "magic" with chemicals was not something he was willing to turn down.

Peter was a devoted second in command to his family. A deadly enforcer with a set of custom claws that could sever a spinal cord or rip out a throat. When his family was murdered by another criminal organization, he slaughtered the people that had done it, and every single member of the family whether they were involved or not. He had been facing prison, likely the death penalty, when someone stepped in. That person gave him a choice. Return to his trial, or begin training for the Ravens. A chance to protect others and make sure they didn't watch their family slaughtered before them? He jumped at the chance.

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Felix nods and stands from the table to gather his things.

"Agreed," he says. There was much they would need to discuss considering who and what they were. They were not going to leave either thing up in a place they would need to be 'comfortable' in for however long it took for them to know each other inside and out.

Or whatever other bullshit they were spouting.

He walks over to the door and opens it, holding it open for Peter to walk through first. "It's a three hour drive to Tuscany from here... on a good day," he says. "I'm going to raid the vending machine before we leave. Want anything?"

It's going to be a fight, he's sure. Between the government wanting to keep tabs on them and a witch and a werewolf not being willing to deal with them all and their games. Peter is looking forward to it all.

He arches a brow at Felix holding the door, but the smile he gives him is brilliant. "Three hours together in a car. Interesting." He nods though. "I can come with, if you want. Chocolate and soda, definitely."

It was fascinating to Felix that their governments wanted to somehow keep tabs on them despite knowing who and what they were. He looked forward to the battle of wills that they would no doubt have.

He could chalk it up to his age why he holds doors open but he figured it was only polite, right? Right. And that smile in response? Was great too. He gives him a brilliant smile in return.

"You know, I once heard a rumor that there is a pack out there who can't have chocolate," he says as they make their way toward the vending machines they'd passed on the way in. "I cannot imagine."

Now that they're not directly in front of their handlers - not that Peter doubts that they're watching - but his entire focus is now on Felix. He was certainly interesting and whatever he had thought this might be, having a partner was both bothersome and curious at the same time.

Especially one who seemed as if he was going to side with Peter in things, as he had.

His nose wrinkles at that. "Why? You think it was the wood of the tree? Maybe where they're from? California packs don't seem to have that issue," he notes, not that he considers that he has a pack any longer, but none of his prior one had that issue.

Felix isn't entirely sure how he feels about this partner business but so far, at least the wolf seemed to have a brain and wouldn't be a yes-man to their handlers. That was going to be far more entertaining than the alternative.

He elegantly shrugs a shoulder. "Perhaps they're closer to the dog side than the wolf? I'm not entirely sure. Again, it's only a rumor that I've heard. It would suck if it was a pack from Switzerland or Belgium what with their chocolate and all."

Despite it all, Peter can't help but to laugh at that. "I hadn't even thought of that," he admits. "Must suck though. I never cared much about losing silver in the deal, but then unlike some, I was raised with it so no different than any other allergy I guess I could have had."

It's admitting a weakness, but it's also testing things out. He didn't hate the man on sight, or by how he behaved, but trusting him would become something else entirely.

"Could be worse. Imagine being from France and allergic to grapes maybe," he teases.

Felix grins in response to Peter's laugh. "Vero," he agrees with a nod.

He files the mention away if only because that's what he does with everything he learns. You never know when you will need the information for whatever purpose. Or, in this case, what he needs to keep away from Peter.

"That would truly be the worst, I can't imagine," Felix's eyes widen. He loved wine and sharing it with someone special. "As an Italian, my soul weeps at the mere thought." He sends a grin in Peter's direction though.

"A good thing then neither of us suffer from it," he says as they get to the vending machine. He pulls a card out of his pocket and swipes it along the payment slot, gesturing for Felix to go first. "My treat. Well actually..."

He peers at the card. "Martin Kemper's treat, but then he shouldn't have been a dick back there," he says, glancing at the selections. "Shame they don't have a vending machine for wine."

"Meno male," Felix says with a laugh and smirks when Peter reads off the card. "We will thank him for his... generosity."

"While they may not have vending machines for wine, we will be within minutes of wineries I'm sure, we can pick up a bottle or a case when we arrive." Because they won't be watching all of the time. Not if they had their way.

He looks over the options and chooses a few options.

"I'm sure he'll be glad he helped," Peter says, not at all bothered by his petty crime. Not like he didn't think either of them were hurting for money, but he couldn't help but to want to make the man pay for his attitude. Maybe he'd learn something from it.

"Wonder if his card will still be good then," he teases as he picks out a few things to get them through until then.

"Sì, I'm sure he will be thrilled," he snorts. He didn't see the man learning anything from this lesson but at the same time? Did he really care? Nah, not really.

He chuckles. "We can hope and if not, I'm sure we'll manage." He gathers up the snacks that drop. Felix is fascinated by this man and wonders what his story is -why he's in the program. But if what the guy was saying was true, they'd have plenty of time to learn everything there is to know about the other person.

"My nephew would give me so much shit. I don't need the money," he points out, shrugging because it really means little to him. "It's not about the money. It's about how you treat others. Especially those that could rip out your throat with their bare hands and not thinking about it," he adds, smirking then, though he gives Felix a wink.

"Don't worry. I wouldn't pickpocket you. I'd probably curse myself," he teases.

Felix smirks. "I agree, it's not about the money. It's about the lack of respect." Though, to be fair, most humans didn't want to know about the things that go bump in the dark. They like to remain gracefully unaware.

"Knew you were a smart man," he teases with a little smirk. He heads in the direction of the front where their car would be waiting. "Have you worked with witches or mages before?"

"Bad enough what we deal with from Hollywood," he grumps. "And you know that some of them have to know the truth or be part of it and yet they still just go along mocking things they shouldn't.

"Smart and handsome, a deadly combo," he jokes, nodding though at that question. "A few times over the years. Not closely in a while though. You with shapeshifters of any kind?"

He knew there were more than werewolves out there, after all.

He snorts. "Isn't that for sure," he says. "You know if they saw any of the content and films produced by supernatural world they wouldn't be so mocking."

"Deadly and attractive," Felix agrees, looking at him with a grin. "Occasionally. Primarily when I need assistance with hunters going after our kind."

And, in one of his previous career at MateHub, a little more often than that. But no one would remember that... right?

Despite himself Peter couldn't help but to laugh at that. "By those films do you mean the ones by like Matehub and Pretermate?" He gives him a curious, teasing look. "Don't tell me you're a fan... of those sites."

Though he suspects if he'd been recognized from all those years ago when he was barely an adult he thinks Felix would have mentioned it.

Felix grins. "I may have been alive for a long time but I'm not dead," he teases. "Some of the films produced by both are enjoyable, hm? I assume you're a fan of both?"

From Peter's words, he can only assume that he hasn't been recognized. Though his days at MateHub had been a while back now... at least a decade or more.

"I have to say, the illusions that the skilled mages produce have only gotten better."

"I tend to lean towards BeastFeast for content," he admits. "I don't watch a lot of the alpha mated ones, and BeeEfe is pretty much just shifter sex," he admits with a shrug. "Though if they wanted to take that chance watching it and treating me like shit, they likely are going to get themselves hurt."

He can only hope.

He arches a brow though. "Which illusions do you favor? I always wondered about their work in separating mated pairs. I knew a guy that went through it a lot. Never been mated myself so..."

He shrugs.

"Sì. 'For the content' isn't usually peoples reasons for watching them," he can't help but tease him with a grin. "But, BeastFeast is a good one too," he admits.

He hums in consideration. "I've enjoyed their realistic atmospheric illusions. As for separating mated pairs, it isn't a fun job but it's a necessary one when the pairing is not a compatible one."

He'd gone through it once or twice but Felix wasn't one to suddenly form strong ties with anyone and was able to keep it strictly professional with his costars.

"Yeah well, when you've posed for their cover arts, you look at their content," he admits with a smug smile at Felix. "They wanted me on film but at the time I wasn't willing to take the chance on a mating. I still haven't ever come close."

And yet he finds himself here wondering what it would be like with Felix. On film, certainly. Right?

A brow arches at that. "Have you had to separate pairs before?"

Felix raises his eyebrows and takes a minute to look the other man over slowly. "Have you now? Affascinante," he murmurs but in saying that, he can see it. The man is attractive and they'd have to be blind to not hire him. "There are videos that don't have anything to do with mating though, yes? Especially BeastFeast and PreterMate." Mate was in the title but there were plenty of other types of videos.

Was he going to have to scour the websites and see if he could find Peter? Naturally.

He hums with a secretive smile. "Sì, once or twice I have been asked to assist. I may have done more than my fair share of videos for a couple of the sites, molto tempo fa."

"Not sure it's fascinating but glad you think so," he says with a wolfish, appropriately, grin.

"There are, but I was the son of an alpha, so I had it in me and not the pack. I was desired for it, but as far as magic has come, I'm not sure I can do that. By the time you find out, it's too late, you know?"

They break the bond, but that doesn't stop the pain of losing it.

"Beastfeast was a consideration for a while, because it's mostly pictures, catering to kinks, but then tragedy struck and I was in a hospital for several years and... all of that led to here," he says, shrugging as if it was nothing and not the death of most of his family. "Now I dread checking one of them out and finding my nephew on there. Not the visual I need," he admits with a chuckle.

Peter shifts then, eyes narrowing. "You have done movies for them? Really? What kind?"

"It's not every day you meet someone else who has been a model or actor on any of our more lucrative sites," Felix sends him a roguish grin.

He cocks his head and hums. "Sì, true," he agrees. He was only grateful that the couple of times he had done it, he'd known within hours that they hadn't been truly compatible.

Felix was curious about the tragedy he spoke of but he was sure if their handlers had their way, they'd know every detail of each others lives before their 'orientation' period was over. "No, I would dread finding a family member on there too," he chuckles.

He gives him a secretive smile. "Sì, I have. A couple of mating movies but more witch and shifter enemies-to-lovers videos."

"Oh you say that as if I'm some kind of special breed and you did mating movies," he says with a shake of his head, as if he did something amazing and here's this sexy witch playing darkness games on film... that he really hopes he can find.

"I would say he doesn't have what it takes to do it, but he would think he could make a fortune on mating films and be the one to fall," he says, shaking his head.

As if he wasn't suddenly realizing that Felix's scent isn't off putting. Not in the way magic could be. Here they were, closed in a car and close to one another and he's thinking about how interesting and sexy he was. Shit. That can't be good. Maybe it's something their handlers were already doing to them for partners.

"So, if I went to a site, I could find you looking amazing and having hate sex with a shifter?"

Yeah, that thought and the pheromones he likely put off thinking about it was probably not a good thing.

Felix chuckles low as he looks at Peter, settling into his seat. "Same sort of thing, yes? Photos, films... you don't find people like us who have done one or the other in our world very often."

"There is a reason there are only a few people who have done more than one round of mating film series," he muses. "Many fall and it can be painful when they break the bond. No matter how good the money, there are only so many people who can handle it more than once or twice."

As he sat there and took in what he was feeling from Peter and his reaction from Peter, he wasn't... put off by it or him at all. The man was handsome, charming and wicked - everything he liked in another man.

His mouth curls up at the question as he looks over at him. "Sì, you will have to go back several years in their archives but yes, you can find me. Under the name Roman "Rome" Steel," he hardly resists the urge to roll his eyes at the name. It had been ridiculous.

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