Alcuin had not forgotten the scars on Felix's back, though the first brush against one with his fingertips was enough to bring a wave of sadness and anger back to him.

He knew that they made Felix uncomfortable, so he did not let his touch wander lower.

"You're so beautiful," he sighed, slipping his fingers back into Felix's hair. "And strong..." He chuckled a little. "I know I promised to try to stay still, but I think you were having to hold me down a bit at the end there."