[Dean's head tilts slightly at the offput reaction, but he doesn't get very far in interpreting what it's about - just the contact, maybe, though usually they have to be a bit further along for that level of reaction - before Felix is catching up and pulling his hand off.
He laughs, because that's the only way to avoid the kind of awkward that might sink them otherwise; he grins instead, because the fact of the matter is he doesn't have a serious answer if it's not the protection sigil. He raises his hands instead to settle one each on Felix's sides.] Oh come on, that's basically the same thing.
[And to prove his point - which point, really, is up for debate but a point nonetheless - he leans forward just enough to plant a kiss right in the center of Felix's stomach.] I guess I got used to the tiger. [And another, slightly lower.]
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He laughs, because that's the only way to avoid the kind of awkward that might sink them otherwise; he grins instead, because the fact of the matter is he doesn't have a serious answer if it's not the protection sigil. He raises his hands instead to settle one each on Felix's sides.] Oh come on, that's basically the same thing.
[And to prove his point - which point, really, is up for debate but a point nonetheless - he leans forward just enough to plant a kiss right in the center of Felix's stomach.] I guess I got used to the tiger. [And another, slightly lower.]