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𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 - modern royalty au!lee felix x female reader

wc: 10.6k words

rating: 18+. MDNI

cw: felix and mc being dumbasses, no use of y/n, sickeningly sweet petnames, ANGST, fluff!!, smut warnings under the cut

synopsis: your childhood best friend, the prince lee felix, is due to be betrothed in an arranged marriage organised by his mother. the problem is, you’re her top choice - and you’re also secretly madly in love with him.

a/n: our first fic on the blog!! if anyone has any questions or any thoughts to share with me please feel free. this fic is my baby and i hope you all enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it ♡

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sw: dryhumping, use of petnames in bed, no actual sex!!, soft cutie felix except nsfw!!!!

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You'd loved Lee Felix since the day you met him.

Of course, your brain had always convinced you that he was unattainable. You weren't without status, so to speak - your mother was famously known as the Queen's lady-in-waiting, and it was through her job that you'd had the pleasure of meeting the two princes, Felix and his elder brother Chris. You and Felix had clicked instantly. You had no other siblings yourself, and your father had died in the army when you were a baby, leaving your mother widowed and you without one of your intended parental figures.

Felix had taken that all in his stride, though. The day he met you he stumbled up to you with the grace of Bambi's first movement on ice, all short chubby limbs flailing everywhere and eyes formed in crescent moons with the size of his smile. Chris had taken less interest in you. Although polite, he was three years older than the both of you and already had his own group of friends, but you and Felix hadn't even started formal education yet - and you were inseparable as soon as you met. You were enchanted by him, he had been your first crush, and your first love once you were old enough to understand what that was.

You began your life as a shy, timid little girl, just as clumsy as your best friend. Your knobbly knees were always bruised and scarred, peeking out from the tops of your white knee socks and covered in whatever bandages Felix could find to wrap around you. Felix had brought you out of your shell, introduced you to some of his other 'friends' - at the start, they were just kids with similar status to him, but they really did form a tight knit group eventually. Now, you were known to always be by the side of Felix and his group, getting up to whatever secret debauchery you could manage that wouldn't risk any of your positions in society. Your mother, thankfully, had turned a blind eye to most of it, and the Queen was always too occupied to notice.

When you were younger, you and Felix loved to go out gallivanting. You'd stumble to the nearest beach, bags of towels and books in your canvas bags and giggle as you threw them on the sand. You had some form of an unofficial book club, just the two of you. You saw him practically all day everyday, but you'd both discussed and had decided to designate a Saturday afternoon to discuss whatever books you'd found in the extensive palace library and you both avoided any and all kinds of book talk on any other day in the week. The beach had become your place to gush over whatever literature had caught your attention, with the calming waves of the sea crashing behind you and the tweeting of whatever birds had made an appearance that day.

Now, though, you were both of age. You were both twenty one, and that meant that marriage was around the corner for Felix. He'd been so busy lately, you'd barely had the chance to see him. You took upon completing mundane tasks of your own, helping your mother with anything the Queen asked for (much to her polite gratitude, but she definitely knew why you were sulking around), and sometimes you even helped the cooks make food for the whole palace. Felix had teased you relentlessly once he'd seen you in your white frilly apron and you'd had to chase him out of the kitchen with a wooden spoon.

It was weird not having your best friend around so much. Chris was already married, being the heir to the throne, despite the fact there were rumours he would abdicate to Felix. Felix hadn't told you anything about that, and you were sure he would have. Even Chris leaving had left a hole in your heart - no more seeing his muscly eye-candy group of friends around. Well, they still showed up uninvited sometimes. You were pretty sure Changbin and Jisung were never actually invited, not even by Chris, but they lingered around him like they were his little brothers, too.

"Hey, you've been making that daisy chain for like, twenty years," A familiar giggle chimed from above you, and you looked up. Ah yes, your Prince. You'd gotten so lost in memories that you'd been wasting a Saturday afternoon with him. Fuck, you're such an idiot. Felix was looking down at you in your position in his lap, your head nestled on top of his crossed legs in the dress slacks he was supposed to wear everyday. He was wearing a white silk shirt on top of it, billowing in the summer breeze, but the top two buttons were still undone due to the heat of the sun. The summer always made your Prince's freckles shine more on his tan skin, the fawn dots even extending to the exposed skin on his chest. Needless to say, you waited impatiently for the hot season to come around every year. His teeth were gleaming in his smile, radiating sunshine and the gleam bouncing off of the bleach blonde mullet he'd managed to convince his mother to let him have.

You had to deflect. He couldn't know you were upset at not seeing him, although you were nearly certain he must have worked it out already. You shrugged dismissively, looking back at the daisy chain in your hands. Your thumbnails were stained with green from the plant stems, but you were still determined to finish it. You were making it for him, as a crown, because you knew he'd keep it until the flowers wilted, and then he'd get the flowers pressed and he'd put them in his scrapbook. He was such a good friend. His scrapbook was full of mementos of the two of you, even sometimes extending to the whole group - you and Felix, your friends, and Chris and his friends. It was mostly full of just the two of you, though.

"Sorry, Lixie. I guess I'm not all there today. Sorry," You mumbled. "What were you saying?"

"I was saying about Rochester and how he's a possessive asshole- no, you know what, that's not important. What's on your mind, sugarplum?" The cheesy nickname worked exactly how he intended it to, making you giggle and your cheeks burn with embarrassment. You nudged his tummy softly with your elbow, the silk brushing against your skin and making goosebumps rise on your arms. Felix dog-eared the page of the book that he was reading from and shut it softly, placing it beside you both. It was one habit of Felix's that you absolutely hated - like, how could he sleep with a clear conscience knowing that he had creased the delicate pages of so many classics? You'd given him so many bookmarks over the years, even personalised ones that you'd crafted in your spare time with both of your names on, but he always lost them or claimed he'd forgotten them in your book club outings. He leaned back on his palms, smiling down at you fondly. You shifted, turning slightly to see him better. You felt the soft cotton of the navy and white plaid picnic blanket brush against the bottom of your bare legs. You weren't really allowed to wear short skirts, or low cut tops, but on a summer's day like this you were permitted to wear a knee length skirt, so long as it was a thick fabric. Nothing too revealing was allowed.

You hummed in response to him, finding him still staring at you. "You want me to be honest, Pixie?"

Felix giggled at his own cheesy nickname, then nodded eagerly, strands of hair falling over his face before he pushed them back. His forehead had a thin sheen of sweat adorning it. "I always want you to be honest with me."

You ignored the butterflies causing a storm in your stomach over the statement. He was so understanding, so sweet - he always had been, like when he would bandage up your scraped knees or comfort you when something went wrong in your favourite TV show. He was even understanding during one of your many nights of debauchery, when you'd all been playing Seven Minutes in Heaven like the horny teenagers you were and you'd been picked to go in with Felix. You'd been bright red, stuttering and giggling nervously about how you'd never had your first kiss and Felix understood, rubbing your arm softly with his dainty hand and insisting you didn't have to do anything that you weren't ready for. You were so embarrassed, but he made you feel so at ease, and you'd both sat in the storage closet and gossiped about Chris instead.

That was the moment you'd fallen in love with him, you think. You were fifteen.

"I'm worried," You admitted, finally letting the flower chain drop from your fingertips and onto your tummy. Felix instantly shot up. His smile had fallen, and he was now looking at you with a concerned look, brushing hair back from your face and tucking it behind your ear. The butterflies started fluttering even faster, if it was possible. You looked up into his brown eyes, and you looked at his freckles, thinking about the many times you'd tried to count every single one. This was your best friend. This was the love of your life. Your Prince, as you affectionately called him in your head. You could be honest with him. If you couldn't, who could you be truthful with? "I'm worried because I know you're getting married soon. We barely see each other as it is anymore, and I miss you, to be honest. It will be soon, won't it?"

Felix hummed. He nodded thoughtfully, eyes drifting to the daisy chain on your tummy. You saw a small smile at the end of his lips as his fingers brushed over it. He knew it was for him. He'd made you many over the years, too, and you'd kept them in your own scrapbook, despite it being much emptier than his. "It will be soon. My mother is picking the right candidate at the moment. But..."

You furrowed your eyebrows. He hadn't looked back at you, still gazing at the daisy chain and beginning to rub reassuring circles on your side. "... But?"

The smile finally formed on his lips. "You do realise you're her top option, right?"

You shot up from his lap, eyes widening. Felix bit his lip, holding in a laugh. He was laughing at you, that bastard, but it did make sense. You were the Queen's favourite, and she knew how close you and Felix were. She wasn't a nasty or a ruthless Queen. She was a people person, she always donated money to charity and the homeless rating in your country was literally almost zero. She'd done so much for people since she was in power, and she never cared about status - not that it had ever affected you, but she did treat everyone as her equals. She was like Felix in that way, a sweetheart, and she always permitted you and Felix to go on journeys wherever you wanted, so long as you kept safe and there was a guard in the area, just in case. There was one in the meadow with you now, but you couldn't even see them from where you were sitting. She was just... so cool, down to earth. She understood what it was like to be young, within reason.

You were flustered. Your brain had instantly gone to thinking of getting married to Felix, spending nights with him but not in the way you used to, and even... Well, you had to consummate the marriage, didn't you? You were extremely inexperienced in that department, save for a few drunken childish kisses with Chris' friend Changbin when you were just a bit younger, but you still found your mind racing and going through your deepest, darkest fantasies. Fantasies that you would never entertain outside of shoving a hand down your underwear in your bed at night and whining into the satin pillows. You had to hide that you were thinking about that, what the fuck is wrong with you? Time to deflect.

"Well, she does love me," You said boldly. Felix shook his head, punching you in the arm, perhaps a bit harder than he meant to because you let out a hiss and punched him back too hard, in the leg. His smile dropped, groaning and grabbing the spot on his shin where you'd hit him. "But, would you be okay with that, Lixie? It's... me. We'd be like... you know."

"Married? Well, yeah," Felix laughed, still holding his leg. You sighed, giving him a flat look. You needed to keep yourself occupied, so you picked up the daisy chain on the blanket and started to fiddle with it again, threading it through with nimble fingers. Felix finally let go of his leg, throwing himself onto his side so he was lying down on the blanket and facing you. He'd started to fiddle with the cover of the book. Another thing you were getting prepared to tell him off about. "I know what you mean. Honestly, though? I can't think of anyone better to do it with," You felt yourself suppressing a smile at his words, said lowly in that deep voice of his. Everytime he said something like that, your brain instantly went to shit, he liked me back, and you couldn't have that showing on your face when you knew deep down that wasn't the truth. He was unattainable- no, wait, now he wasn't that unattainable, now that you've actually stopped being angsty and depressing and actually thought about it. "I mean, you are my best friend, sugarplum."

You let out a fake laugh at his use of that stupid nickname again, and it seemed to placate him. Best friend. Yeah. Because one thing you hadn't thought about during your insane train of thought, one thing you had always considered and had been the main factor in not confessing to him, was that you couldn't risk ruining the friendship you had built up with him for sixteen years.

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Unattainable. He was unattainable. You felt yourself mulling over that thought over and over as you paced in your bedchambers, in your silly Disney pyjamas that now barely fit you and you would never let anyone see. You had no one you could even talk to about this. It was clearly royal intel, secret information, and the only person you could have possibly talked to now never comes around anymore because Chris decided to get fucking married and now spends most of his time boning his wife for an heir. Or just because he likes boning her, you weren't sure, but Felix told you that he'd heard enough through the walls to know that boning was definitely occuring every night. Anyway, Changbin wasn't around much anymore, and he was your top confidant - bar Felix.

You liked living in the palace, but would you like living there as a Princess? Well, fuck yeah, obviously. It was like something out of The Princess Diaries, one of your favourite films which you and Felix had watched over and over. He hated it. You had a good, solid reputation. You were a high member of society due to your mother's job, and you and your mother were even placed on the royal side of the palace for your living quarters. You had a massive bedroom, an extravagant en suite with a relaxing bathtub and a sitting room with a huge TV that you and your mother always curled up in front of. How could it even get any better? You had seen Felix's room, when you were younger, but it kind of became unspokenly forbidden when you got to your teenage years, lest something gets out of hand. You understood it, actually. You'd been going through enough hormones to know that you had definitely come dangerously close to propositioning him a few times.

You had propositioned Changbin, obviously. You two had your first kisses together, and also a few drunken kisses, but you'd ended up as just friends. He was probably the only one who knew about your feelings for Felix, and he admitted you weren't his type anyway. You were sure he was in love with Felix's friend, Hyunjin, but you never commented on the way he looked at Hyunjin like he'd hung the stars in the sky. You couldn't really say anything either, knowing full well that you looked at Felix the same.

You needed to speak to Changbin. The unbearable amount of anxiety at not knowing was mounting in you. But it hit you, then, in the middle of your pacing and chewing on your thumbnail. You looked at the copy of Jane Eyre that Felix had given you, placed on your bed. Your mother knew. She had to have known you were a choice, surely, and she hadn't even told you?

You shook your head, resuming pacing. You couldn't blame her. Felix wasn't even meant to tell you. It made sense, though - you'd received pretty much the same education as a royal, and you and Felix were inseparable. You knew you had the etiquette, the social skills (thanks to Felix). You were pretty much a Princess without being a Princess. It had to be you, right?

Did you want it to be you?

You threw yourself onto your bed, wrapping the soft pillow around your head and screaming incoherently into the fabric. It didn't help. Who were the other choices? You thought of other girls who lingered around the palace, ones that had definitely had crushes on your Prince growing up and had given him fleeting glances with blushed cheeks and an agape mouth. None of their names even came to mind. Maybe a Princess from another country, for a marriage of creating alliances? You could see the Queen considering that. She was always very logical, but you also knew she had her son's best interests in mind. Chris had married a Princess from a different Kingdom, actually, but his marriage wasn't even arranged. He'd been in love with her since they were teenagers, and they could only meet once or twice a year in arranged legal meetings. You remember them having perhaps not so quiet dates together. Everyone knew, and when they announced their engagement everyone was happy but not surprised. Felix had taken too long to find a wife, and even the thoughtful Queen couldn't let that slide. People were asking questions, personal questions about his demeanour and whether he was off putting, and she couldn't deflect the questions for much longer.

You hadn't even noticed you'd drifted off, and you woke up to your face still smushed in the pillow. You immediately inhaled sharply upon waking up, taking in the light outside. You'd drooled all over your pillow, leaving a huge wet patch and your hair was knotted every which way, making you look like you'd been dragged backwards down the hedge. Damn. Thinking too hard has taken its toll on you, really.

A knock on the door made you spring up from your bed, smoothing down your hair with one hand, before another three knocks came in succession and you paused your movements. It was yours and your mother's secret knock - one knock, then three quick ones after. She'd seen you in worse states. Much worse states, even hungover states that you'd cried over while she held a bucket to your head and had promised to keep it a secret. You padded over to the door, opening it slightly just to make sure it was in fact, her. It was, obviously. Not even Felix knew your secret knock.

She came in and sat on the big armchair in front of the fire. Neither of you had said anything. You stood awkwardly, wringing your hands. She finally looked at you, a kind look on her face.

"I have two things to say," She smiled. You loosened up a bit, realising that it was just your mother. She'd always been stuck by you. It had been only the two of you, after all. It was all you knew. You nodded, rushing over to sit cross legged in front of her like a child. "First of all, the Queen would like to meet with you in an hour. Second of all, you're seriously still wearing those Dumbo pyjamas? The legs aren't even long enough anymore, I can see your knees, they're meant to be trousers not shorts-"

You blinked owlishly. Her rant went in through one ear and out the other, before she realised you weren't listening. She sighed. You blinked again, pulling the ends of your pyjama trousers absentmindedly to try and make them longer. "The Queen... wants to meet with me?"

Your mother nodded. She wasn't giving anything away by her face, but she definitely knew. She knew. She knew what you were going to be told. God, why couldn't she just ignore her job duties for once and be a fucking mother? You chided yourself mentally, she was a great mother. But you were frustrated. You needed to know now, not in an hour!

"Just... just me, and her?" You questioned, cocking your head to the side. Your mother shook her head, fingernails picking at a loose thread on her skirt. She was avoiding eye contact. What the fuck is going on?

Oh God, it's not you, is it? Fuck.

"Felix will be there," Your mother stated. She jumped up sharply. "I'll help you pick an outfit, dear. Come." She beckoned you to the armoire in the corner and you followed dutifully.

Your mother began to flick through pieces of fabric hanging off of hangers, and you tried to ignore the anxiety now mounting again in the pit of your stomach.

You so badly wanted it to be you. Just for once, you wanted to be selfish.

An hour later, on the dot, you stood outside the main hall. It was where everyone - royalty and staff alike - ate food together. That was, again, one of the kind Queen's rules. It was also where her throne was, where she had meetings with people. You'd never been on the receiving end of such a formal meeting, but one of the Queen's maids had come and collected you from your room five minutes before the allocated time. You'd managed to run a brush through your hair, thank God, and your mother had put you in a baby blue pinafore dress that came down to mid-knee on top of a white long sleeved turtleneck. The turtleneck was far too warm for the weather, but you knew the Queen would appreciate the conservative outfit. You stared down at the Mary Jane's on your feet.

You shut your eyes, trying to control your breathing, before realising you really couldn't afford to be late. Maybe you'd fucked up and done something wrong. You raised your hand, knocking softly on the door, but it swung open with the small force of your knock. The Queen sat on her throne, flipping through the pages of a book. Your Prince stood behind her, leaning over the throne, pointing at certain pages and giggling. She was smiling fondly at the pages, rubbing her fingertips over certain ones and mumbling statements to her son. She'd began to age slightly, with wrinkles adorning her eyes and mouth, but she didn't look any less beautiful. She had long, dark hair and freckles, just like Felix, but her smile was as kind as Chris'.

Oh? They seemed happy, at least.

You cleared your throat. The Queen, her Majesty, looked up at you and smiled acknowledgingly, shutting the book on her lap. She beckoned for you to come in and you did a small curtsy before shuffling into the lavish room. You could smell the kitchen from here, and you knew the cooks were whipping up something fierce by the enticing smell of it. You hadn't had time to have breakfast, because you'd slept in, and lunch was still around two hours away. You hoped your stomach wouldn't grumble too loud as you eventually approached the throne.

Felix smiled at you. He was wearing a similar pair of dress slacks to yesterday, but this time his silk shirt was a baby blue, the Kingdom's colours. A silver chain rested on his neck and you took note of the earrings dangling from his ears - another impulse decision you'd both done when you were younger. You know Felix had gotten in trouble for it at first, but the Queen seemed to be buying him a lot of expensive earrings lately. She knew what it was like to be young, after all. You smiled back awkwardly, rubbing your sweaty hands on your pinafore. It was then you realised you were in the Kingdom's colours too. Very patriotic of your mother.

"You want some tea, sugarplum?" Felix's voice drew you out of your thoughts, and you winced at the nickname. In front of his mother? In front of the Queen? Seriously? Your eyes seemed to convey a similar message to him, a flat glare, but he simply giggled. You saw him pouring from a teapot into a dainty teacup, and reverted your eyes to the Queen. She was still looking down at the book in her lap, and you looked down at it in confusion.

It was the scrapbook Felix made for the two of you. It was full of pictures from when you were younger to now, full of cinema tickets from secret outings and full of pressed flowers. Some of your favourite book quotes had even made it into there, scrawled in both of your handwritings. Even your school graduation pictures were in there. You'd been sent to a private school for the upper society, obviously, but you still had a normal graduation - albeit small, and full of snobby people.

"Thank you for meeting me, your Majesty," You were babbling in awkwardness. Oh, God. It was like word vomit, you couldn't stop it. "I'm really glad to meet with you today. I'm just wondering, have I done something wrong? You never ask to meet me."

The Queen laughed, her eyes forming crescent moons exactly the same as Felix's. Felix appeared at your side then, handing you a small teapot with what looked like peach tea in it. Your favourite, because of course, your Prince remembers that. You awkwardly shifted on one foot to the other, taking small sips of the tea to try and cool your nerves and almost screaming because it was still scalding hot. Felix was trying to hold in a laugh beside you, you could tell without even looking at him. Bastard.

"You haven't done anything wrong, sweetheart," The Queen's voice was soft, and she was now looking at you, taking in your outfit. She nodded approvingly. "You look lovely, very sophisticated. I believe I've made the right choice."

Your cheeks burned red. No. Fucking. Way. "T-The right choice? Do you mean...?"

The Queen beckoned over one of her staff members and they scurried over in a similar manner to the way your mother would have done. They placed a box in her hands, a small black velvet box that looked like it could be opened seamlessly. A... ring box? "I apologise, sweetheart. I've kept you in the dark a little bit with all of this. Would you bring her a chair, dear? A comfortable one."

The staff member scuttled over to grab a small chair with a red pillow on top of it and placed it behind you. You looked to your left side, still in shock, and the staff member simply smiled and motioned to the chair. You muttered a thanks in acknowledgement and sat on the pillow. Damn, the chair was comfortable. Felix was still standing, watching you hold your teacup awkwardly in a sweaty hand. He looked like he was about to die of laughter. God, you hated him so much, but you also really didn't. He just loved to tease you.

Maybe he would in bed, too-

"So, as you probably know, our favourite boy hasn't found someone to court yet," The Queen began speaking once you were sat down. Felix groaned, and his mother simply laughed. "Hush, now, sweetheart."

"Mum, you said you wouldn't be mean-"

Their dynamics always amazed you. She took the piss out of him, to put it quite literally, but in such an eloquent manner it could be easily missed as them having a difficult relationship. They didn't. He was a mummy's boy, through and through. It was one of the things you loved about him. You could tell a lot about a man from the way he treated his mother.

"Felix, hush now," She admonished again, but the smile on her face didn't leave. Felix mumbled something and then went back over to the side to fiddle with the teapots. Good, he should feel awkward. You looked at her outfit, beautiful in an ornate sense, pearl clips pinning her long, dark hair up so you could see the freckles on her face that matched your Prince. "I took it upon myself to find Felix a bride. I hope you don't think I'm cruel for doing so, I do have my baby's best interests in mind."

Felix groaned, putting his face in his hands. "'M not a baby-"

"You always will be to me, sweetheart. But it was time to get you courting, to get you married. I couldn't do that when you're always gallivanting discussing books with this one now, could I?" Your cheeks burned. You started to stutter out an apology, but she held up a hand to stop you. "Nonsense, sweetheart. Your friendship is one I've always admired. You're inseparable, and it is lovely to see you both so happy. You know that I value your mother highly, also."

You nodded, grinning. You felt a bit more at ease at the praise. The tea had also cooled down slightly too, so you started to sip it again, ignoring the way Felix was intently watching you with an evil smile to see if you'd burn your tongue again.

"Then, I thought about it. I thought, well, I do value your mother extremely highly, and you've been very helpful as of late. Obviously, that is because this one isn't taking up all of your time again," She nodded her head towards Felix. It was such an informal motion that you laughed in shock, and she giggled, a chiming similar to Felix's laugh that shouldn't have come from a middle aged woman who was literally the top of society. You still weren't completely getting at what she was saying, but you were enjoying the conversation. It was just praise, praise, praise. Amazing. "So, I want to offer you something. I want you to know you can decline, and you and your mother will remain here in your current roles. It would make me very happy, however, if you agreed to marry Felix."

You blinked. Okay, yeah, you kind of knew that's what she was getting at, but still - coming out of her mouth you thought you were going to have a heart attack. Your eyes flitted to Felix, who was simply nodding at you in encouragement, eyes widened. He... what, had he convinced her with that scrapbook? He wanted to marry you? Ugh, he probably just wanted to marry you so he didn't have to marry someone he didn't know. He doesn't even know you like him like that. But... a little part of you wanted to be selfish. You scratch his back by not letting him marry someone he's not close with, and he scratches yours by at least pretending to be in love with you. Could you deal with that, though? The pretending?

You nodded in acknowledgement at what the Queen said, looking at your tea again. The tea leaves were floating around in the liquid, mocking you, as if saying you were so fucking dumb. Of course you were going to say yes. "Um... may I ask, your Majesty, what would happen if I said no?"

You refused to look at Felix. The Queen hummed, looking down at the box in her lap. Oh, that was a ring box, definitely. Funny, in a weird way. "Well, this way, if you got married, you'd be able to spend a lot of time together. You'd see each other a lot. You'd be happy. If you decline... I'd have to find someone else for him to-"

"I'll do it," You grimaced at cutting the Queen off, but you couldn't even bear to think of him with someone else. Instead of chiding you, she beamed from ear to ear, and Felix rushed over to you.

He leaned down, wrapping his arms around you and leaning in for a hug. He felt so soft, all silk and soft skin, but you knew what was underneath that shirt. You'd seen it, and now you were definitely going to see everything else. He smelled of lavender and orange blossom, that expensive perfume he's always spraying on himself, but you could smell notes of the flowers in the meadow that were still left on his skin from yesterday.

Okay, yeah, you could get used to this.

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You didn't get a proper engagement, but that was alright. You'd been given the ring pretty much straight away after your meeting, and when you'd got back to your room after lunch your mother was still there, but now she was gushing, almost bouncing off the walls.

The ring was beautiful. Even using that adjective felt like an understatement. It was clearly an heirloom, passed through generations. The gem in the middle was blue tourmaline, and whilst it matched the Kingdom's colour it was extremely rare - or so you thought, you weren't sure - and it was surrounded by a cluster of diamonds and placed on a thin gold band. You'd always dreamed of getting engaged, even letting yourself think about getting engaged to Felix sometimes, when you were feeling particularly selfish. You always thought it would happen on the meadow, or on your guys' beach that you'd had less time to go to these days because it was further out. You didn't think you wanted it to be pretty lavish, just you two, so you weren't that angry about just being given the ring and told to prepare for an outing with Felix later on. He was your safe place, and you did want to talk privately about the engagement, so you weren't too angry.

You thought about it a lot, looking down at the gem glinting in the light. Your mother had left, and you were now just sitting at your vanity staring at your own hand. The public knew who you were. They knew you were Prince Felix's best friend, and more than a few people had deemed you two as soulmates, people from a similar status who were bound to fall in love and get married. Now, it just felt very one sided. You knew you were in love with Felix, and you'd agreed to the marriage with little thought, but now you felt a bit anxious. How were you going to pretend not to love him when you had to sleep next to him every night? Or when you had to go on dates with him? The engagement would be formally announced tomorrow, with the outing tonight being specifically for you to wear the ring in the public's eye and for you two to dial up the romance and get people speculating. The engagement party was planned to take place tomorrow night after the announcement, with everyone important there.

It was a beautiful ring. You just weren't sure you could pretend any more. You were sick of pretending to just view him as a friend.

When the night rolled by, you'd dressed in something a bit cosier - not too warm, because the nights weren't getting cold much anymore. You'd switched your pinafore and long sleeve for a thin knitted jumper and some long linen trousers, throwing a long but light jacket on top. You had to look sophisticated, respectful even. You deemed you looked alright after tucking the jumper into the trousers and adorning a belt, and when you swung the door open to your room, Felix was stood there.

He'd also put on a thin jumper in lieu of his thin billowing silk shirts, but he still looked just as good in the blue cable knit staring you in the eyes. He'd even put on a long coat just like yours. It was like you were matching, but you hadn't intended to. You looked up at him, meeting his eyes, and you swore you'd never seen him look happier, not even when you'd moan in delight eating his homemade brownies or when you'd go sick after eating too many of said brownies because they were too good. His hair was neatly styled, pulled back in a stylish half up-half down ponytail, with a few strands dangling in his face.

"Hey, sugarplum," He spoke, voice low. You groaned, pushing him out of the doorway and leaving the room, shutting the door behind you. He laughed in delight at your annoyance and linked arms with you. It was then you noticed he had a flower in his hand - just one stem, but the meaning was enough to almost make you cry.

"Oh my God, Felix, is that-"

"Baby's breath," He unlinked his arm with you, passing the stem to you. When you two were younger, you'd been entranced by the baby's breath growing in your meadow and you'd both been determined it was the work of fairies. It was too beautiful to be normal, and you and Felix had collected them endlessly until there was basically none left. You called them fairy flowers, and that's sort of where Felix's nickname had come from - your mother had called him Pixie affectionately when he'd revealed that he really thought these flowers were part of a fairy's little garden. He pretended to hate it, but you know he secretly loved it when you called him that. Chris had told you.

"You remembered. We used to call them fairy flowers," You brushed your hand over the flower, grinning at the softness. Felix chuckled, whispering a 'yeah'. He quickly pinched the flower from you again, tucking it behind your ear. You quite literally swooned, smiling up at his own beaming face. It got a bit awkward for you then though, because you couldn't even pretend not to be in love with him now, before you're even married. You found yourself in a state of word vomit again. "Jeez, dial down the PDA, Romeo. We're not even outside yet."

You walked off, leaving Felix trailing after you laughing at your words. "'Jeez'? What are you, a frat boy? You need to stop reading fanfictions, you know," He slung his arm around your waist, leading you out of the palace grounds. You rolled your eyes, ignoring him, but you leaned in closer to his touch. Tonight was meant to just be a late night walk, full of holding hands and perhaps acting like normal people getting some street food from a dodgy merchant that would give you a bad tummy for a few days. Once you'd left the ornate gates, with one of the guards waving you both goodbye, you started to walk down the street and into the busier part of town. The palace wasn't too far from the hustle and bustle of the city, because again, the Queen apparently loved to be normal. People came to the palace all the time and took pictures and whatnot, but they were never allowed into the actual building. That was too far, and a danger to security.

You both began to walk, feeling the much cooler breeze blow through your hair and rattle the petals upon your ear. It was a bit ticklish, but he'd put it there, so it was staying there. His arm stayed around your waist, but it was comforting. You'd done stuff like this a million times. You were both extremely affectionate and loved touch anyway, so it wasn't strange. Of course, it felt different. You were engaged to him now. You could like... kiss, and stuff. You felt like a high school girl kicking her legs and twirling her hair over her crush, but you decided you were going to allow it because you were still young, and still yet to have a lot of your firsts with someone.

Once you got to a street where there were a few people milling around, Felix motioned to a wooden bench on the side of the path. Overgrown moss and bushes wrapped around it, but it still looked quite cute. "Wanna sit down here for a bit? I think we should probably have a chat, you know. About everything," When you looked at him, he looked embarrassed for once, strange given his usual brazen nature. You found yourself wanting to comfort him, so you nodded, sitting down on the bench and smoothing your trousers down. He sat next to you, turning to face you on the bench and fiddling with the cuffs of his coat.

"Felix, are you okay about marrying me?" You blurted out. "I mean, I know you probably don't want to marry anyone else, but you won't even get the chance to try to get to know everyone. You're stuck with me."

Felix furrowed his eyebrows. His head snapped up to you. "Um, what the fuck? You're my best friend. I am absolutely okay with getting married to you."

Your chest heaved. You felt reassured, but still not completely relieved. "But... Lixie. We'll have to kiss. And we'll be sharing a bed. You know we have to consummate the marriage, right?"

There was that smirk on his face again. You regretted ever saying anything. "You've been thinking about having sex with me?"

You groaned, putting your head in your hands. You heard Felix chuckling next to you, his shoulders shaking the whole rickety bench. You finally looked up at him, punching him in the leg again. His laughter ceased as he yelped. Good, bastard. "You know what I mean, Lix. We are literally going to have to, or the marriage won't be like, real. Or something, I don't know."

"You do know, you know everything. You're smarter than me," Felix chided you. He sighed, leaning to put his head on your shoulder. "What are you actually worried about? Tell me."

"It's just..." You couldn't say it. But maybe you could, and phrase it differently. A conditional question, to answer the real question inside of you. "What if we fell in love?"

Felix hummed, shutting his eyes softly. "Then everyone would have been right about us."

"Y-You... you wouldn't mind it? What about our friendship?"

He rubbed his cheek against you comfortingly. "It would only be made better, sugarplum," He pulled back, grinning at you. Oh no. That smile meant a Dumb Felix comment was incoming. "Plus, I know you think I'm smoking hot, so-"

"Felix!" You whined. He stuck his tongue out at you cheekily, making you roll your eyes. You turned away from him, staring ahead at a large tree on the other side of the path.

"I mean, we are compatible. Would it be so bad?" He sounded insecure now. You looked at him. His eyes were gleaming from the moonlight, and he did look really nervous. Perhaps... he wants to know if you'd hate him if either of you caught feelings. He wants to know if you think it would ruin your friendship. Honestly? After that conversation, you didn't. You shook your head, smiling softly at him. He stuck his tongue out again, trying to lighten the mood, and you did it back. You both had a fit of giggles afterwards, hitting each other while laughing like you always do.

Then, you saw it. A distinctive flash of a camera behind Felix, towards the end of the path. Oh, yeah, you're meant to be like, loving it up right now. You grabbed Felix's arm, pulling him in.

"Wh- wha-"

You brought his ear to your mouth, looking down at it and whispering. "There's a reporter taking pictures behind you. Don't look, but we should probably be more affectionate."

Felix pulled away, nodding solemnly. You could practically see the cogs turning in his head as he spoke, then a lightbulb going off. "Kiss me."

"H- Huh?!"

"Or, I'll kiss you, I don't mind. But that would really prove a point, wouldn't it? So caught up in each other that we forget royal etiquette?" He'd leaned back more comfortably on the bench, slinging an arm behind you. His fingertips were dancing up your shoulder as you were turned to face him, faces only inches apart. You licked your lips. He licked his own. The flash appeared again. Oh, the reporter liked that.

"Felix... I don't know-"

"I know it's not your first kiss, sugarplum. Can't back out of kissing me now," You internally groaned at the mention of him knowing what you and Changbin had done. Fuck Changbin, stupid blabbermouth. Felix was smirking, looking at you.

"Fuck it. As long as it won't be awkward?"

"We're gonna have to kiss a lot more, may as well kiss now," He shrugged. You shrugged. He was right. Eventually, you nodded. His fingertips carried on tracing shapes on your shoulder - you managed to make out a flower, a heart, maybe even a cat's head. Or a dog's head, you weren't sure. His other hand went up to your chin, fingertips coming to lift your head up to be closer to him once again. His eyes went to yours, a silent question in those deep brown eyes, and you nodded in response.

With that, you were being kissed by your first love. Your one sided love, to be precise, but you actually couldn't find it in you to care. You didn't even realise the camera flashing repeatedly as you pressed your lips against his, a chaste but open mouthed kiss. His lips were extremely soft, and you fluttered your eyes shut and leaned in to get more. He obliged, hand now going to the back of your head to bring you in further. You whimpered at the dominance the grab showed, and he let out a sharp breath of air through his freckled nose in response. You wanted more, so much more. Your lips pressed against each other over and over, a little messy but you liked it like that. Just as you tried to get your tongue against his, he gently pulled away, with one more small peck to your nose.

You were embarrassed when you realised you'd tried to follow him for more kisses. You quickly avoided eye contact, and Felix elbowed you.

"Look at me!" He whined for attention. Ah yeah, same old Felix. You'd forgotten what he was like in that ten second kiss. He still had issues with wanting to be the centre of attention. You looked at him awkwardly, fists clenched in your sweaty palms. You almost felt bad the beautiful ring had to live there. Once you'd looked at him, his sad face fell and he smirked. "Good, huh?"

"W-Was I... good? I've only ever kissed Changbin," You admitted, grimacing. Felix sat up sharply, putting a hand on your knee. You almost flinched away to try and sedate your own sexual desires, but he would get suspicious.

"Uhhh, yes! It was good, I really enjoyed that. Thank you for doing that for me," Felix comforted. When you nodded in response, he grabbed your chin again and placed another peck on your lips. "I... honestly? I kind of wouldn't mind kissing you again."

The boy's boldness shocked you everyday, and you'd known him for sixteen years. "For... for practice, right? When we're married, we're gonna have to do it loads, so-"

"Yeah, yeah, one hundred percent. For practice," Felix agreed. He was nodding eagerly. He suddenly shifted, looking down at the watch on his wrist. "Aw, shit. We should probably head back. Wanna watch a film in your room when we get back?"

You grinned. Back to the same old. This was better, though now you knew you'd be thinking about being on your back with him on top of you making out while you were watching a film. Quickly, you realised something. "That will look so sus though, now that we're engaged."

"We'll keep it a secret," He wiggled, elbowing you. You found yourself laughing, jumping up to walk back to the palace. You held your outstretched hand to him.

"Your majesty?"

"Ah, yes, my fine maiden," Felix giggled, sliding off the bench to grab your hand. You both started to walk to the edge of the path, skipping along as if you had no cares in the world. You heard rustling, probably the sounds of the reporter leaving.

You hoped you'd done okay. You hoped you'd made it believable. Well, you probably had, given your actual feelings - but had Felix?

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You'd woken up the next day with a piece of popcorn stuck to your forehead and another person snoring next to you. You blinked yourself awake drearily, leaning up on your palms and looking around your room. Your TV had turned onto standby, and you looked to your right. Felix was in your room. Felix was in your bed. You'd- oh, no. You'd totally just fallen asleep watching a movie, nevermind. Totally fine.

No, actually. Totally not fine!

You shrieked, grabbing Felix's slender waist and wiggling him awake. He'd borrowed a pair of your more comfortable clothes and the t-shirt had been just a bit too small, riding up with every move and now exposing nearly his whole tummy. You tried to ignore it, continuing to shake him awake. The piece of popcorn stuck to your forehead fell onto the bed with an unceremonious noise and you groaned. Eventually, after what felt like hours of shaking your best friend, he opened his eyes and gave you a wide smile, pulling you in for a cuddle. You ignored how lovely it felt and tried to get him to regain consciousness and morality.

"Felix."

"Hmm?"

"You are in my bed."

"I know, dummy- Oh." Felix shot up, nearly sending you flying off the bed. His hand landed on the piece of popcorn, crumbling it into your pristine white sheets. You tried not to cry. His eyes widened, staring at you. "What's the- have you checked your phone? What's the time?"

You shook your head, reaching over to grab your phone. You seldom went on your phone, preferring to read and spend time with Felix, but you had it in case of emergencies and also sometimes for TikTok, but you'd never admit that. You blinked. 11am.

You'd missed breakfast, but you also had zero missed calls or texts on your phone. No one had woken you? Weird. You flipped the screen to show Felix, and he leaned in closer. You were brandishing your wallpaper of the two of you on the beach last summer, but you didn't care. He grabbed your phone, entered your passcode and clicked on the phone app.

"No one even tried to wake us?" He asked. You shook your head. He laid back down, seeming weirdly reassured. You didn't question it, slinking up next to him and putting your head on his shoulder. He moved his arm accordingly, pulling you into his chest and still clicking random buttons on your phone. Eventually, he landed on the search tab, and typed in 'news'. Oh, shit. Was it announced?

Yep. In blaring headlines, multiple news media sources were now releasing reports with every single detail of the story, including pictures of the two of you last night. The titles were all similar, going along the lines of "the sweet Prince and beloved best friend confirmed to be engaged!" or "sophisticated best friend and the lovely Prince taking a romantic late night stroll!". You scoffed, clicking on one and scrolling down. The pictures were cute, to be honest. Some even showed the two of you laughing and hitting each other last night, or you two walking home hand in hand and skipping as if you were kids. One picture, however, is what stuck with you. It was the two of you mid-kiss, Felix's hand on the back of your head and his other holding your shoulder, keeping you in place. It was fucking hot.

"Damn, we look good, you know?" Felix mused, zooming in on the picture. You hummed. You did, you couldn't deny that. "My mum was so real for thinking of us getting married. Like, we totally look good together. Imagine our kids."

Imagine what we'll do to make kids, you thought, but you bit your tongue. You giggled, slapping Felix's chest playfully, then a thought came into your stupid lizard brain. "Hey, Lix?"

"Yeah?" He was still scrolling through an article, laughing at some of the sentences. Everyone loved the two of you, but a few were jealous that you'd managed to snag him. Good.

"Did you mean what you said last night? About practice?" Felix's thumb stopped on the screen. His eyes darted to you, his hair still mussed from sleep. He just stared at you, and you lost your nerve. "Sorry. Weird thing to say. I was just wondering-"

"No, not weird. I meant it. You wanna make out? For practice?" Felix locked your phone, chucking it to the end of the bed. You didn't have time to scold him for throwing your things around like that before his hand was carding in your hair, fingertips scratching at your scalp. God, you loved it when he did that. Your eyes shut in bliss. You totally forgot what he asked. "Hey, earth to sugarplum."

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. Sure. For practice."

Okay, so you were totally being super selfish. But, you were going to be having sex with him soon. You could do a little making out to prepare, right? You were just a woman, after all. Nothing wrong with that. His fingers gripped your hair with a different intensity then, pulling at the strands slightly, and you choked back a whine. You opened your eyes, looking up at him.

He hummed, looking at you. He tilted his head to the side, thinking. "Maybe... yeah," He grabbed your arm, pulling you over him. He positioned you exactly how he wanted you, on top of him, straddling his hips. His dainty hands went to your waist, rubbing circles. "Yeah, like this. For practice."

"For practice," You agreed solemnly. You were beginning to think that maybe it wasn't for practice. Maybe he just wanted to. He scooted up, leaning up against the pillows so he was sat up and you were sat on top of him. You tried to ignore the fact that you could feel what was going on between his legs through your thin sleep shorts. You couldn't get too wound up during this, just in case it was just for practice. Knotting your hands into the fabric of his - your - white t-shirt, you leaned down, brushing your nose with his. You were being selfish, but bold, but mostly selfish.

Felix's eyes flitted down to your lips, leaning up to place a soft kiss there. You smiled softly, and he returned yours with a smile that could only be described as filled with fondness. You bit your lip, noticing the way his eyes honed in on your teeth and perhaps his grip tightened on your hips just a bit, but he'd always deny it.

"Lixie." You muttered. You were too shy. He knew exactly what you meant, and raised one hand up to grab at the back of your head. He brought your lips to his, attaching his mouth to yours in a way that was completely different from yesterday. Yesterday was for show, but this seemed personal, hungry almost. You decided you were going to take what you could get. You pressed your lips to his harder, making him choke out a noise of surprise. It was messy, again, open mouthed kisses that were nothing akin to precise or experienced, but you could get to know each other, get to know what you liked. Right at that moment, all you knew was that you liked him, and you would be so pissed off if he didn't let you get your tongue in his mouth like he did last night.

Your hands went up to his face, cradling his cheeks in your palms and slipping your tongue into his mouth. Your tongues brushed against each other, and you whined, hips kicking up just slightly before you managed to stop yourself. He grabbed your hips, flipping you over so he was on top of you, not breaking the kiss. His lips kept brushing against yours as his tongue entered your mouth, groaning at the feeling. You couldn't stop breathing heavily through your nose, your hands roaming up his back and landing on his hair, pulling him down to kiss you harder. Your lips felt bruised, swollen, but you never wanted to stop kissing him.

With that thought, he bit your lip, pulling away and letting it release against your teeth. You squirmed, licking your lips excessively to try and stop them feeling so swollen. Felix looked debauched, his hair even more tangled and his lips just as red and swollen as yours. His eyes were dark, staring down at you.

"Baby. Bestie. I'm sorry, but I'm- I'm sorry..." He whispered, his head going to the crook of your neck to place soothing kisses there. He was breathing heavily, shifting ever so slightly on top of you. You felt it then, what he was apologising for. His length was rock hard, the shaft pressing into your core and giving you just the slightest bit of stimulation. "'M so fucking hard, sugarplum, I'm sorry."

"I-It's okay, Lixie. I think I'm... I'm wet, too," You whispered, and he threw his head back, groaning. "Practice makes perfect, y'know. We can keep making out." Felix nodded eagerly, and he grabbed your thighs, linking them around his hips. He ducked to place a few more kisses on your neck, biting a little at the area where your throat met your jaw. You let out a moan, neck bearing to the opposite side to give him full access and he clearly approved, biting harder.

"Baby, c-can I just," He ground his hips into yours, groaning and stuttering his words out. He immediately stopped, looking down at you. "Can I? I can make us both feel good, no sex. We can just grind a little on eachother. I won't put it in, I promise-"

With that, a knock on the door interrupted you both. You were fully prepared to start swinging at whoever was on the other end. Felix looked like he was about to die, cheeks flushed and hair tangled every which way. You both stared at each other in disbelief. Okay, so you had kind of really lost yourself there, and now somebody is at the door while the nation's favourite Prince is currently on top of you grinding into you with full intent to cum. You'd only just announced your engagement. You could've got pregnant before you even got married. Jesus, what is wrong with you? You sighed, moving to sit up, and Felix moved off of you. He ran a hand through his knotted hair.

"I should... fuck, Felix, what do we do?" You knew you both looked the image of lust, lips kiss bitten and swollen and hair everywhere. You could even feel the wet patch in your sleep shorts. Shit, okay.

Felix looked to be holding back a laugh. You felt terrified, but you almost laughed too, in pure disbelief. You both covered your mouths before you shot off the bed, slipping your shorts off your legs and replacing them with a pair of longer trousers from your drawer. You honestly couldn't care less if he'd seen you in your underwear, you'd bathed together when you were younger. You motioned to the en suite dramatically and Felix ran in there instantly, still giggling quietly, locking the door behind him. You shook your head fondly as another knock was firmly punched against the door. Jesus, couldn't even give you a second?

"Coming!" You called, walking over to the door and trying your best to fake yawn loudly so they thought you'd just woken up. When you opened the door, Chris stood there, a happy smile on his face.

"Okay, I'm so coming in! Why didn't you tell me you and Felix are serious now?" He pushed you back into the room, throwing himself onto your bed dramatically. It was quite funny, seeing him lying on the bed you'd just accosted his brother on. He was resting against the messy sheets in a perfect suit and tie. You shook your head, letting out a laugh.

"Okay, we're not. It's an arranged thing, Chris. We're still only best friends," You chose your words wisely, fiddling with the drawstring on your trousers. Chris hummed, giving you a strange look. Changbin. Fucking Changbin, he'd definitely said something. God. "And, why didn't you ask your own brother this? I'm simply an accessory."

"Because my own brother is currently locked inside your bathroom pretending he's not there?" Chris replied instantly. Your eyes widened.

"No, he's not. Why would you even think-"

"Okay, well. I know he is, so," Chris shrugged. You sighed.

"Felix, you can come out," You said. The lock slowly clicked open and Felix emerged, looking sheepish. Thank God the shock of Chris arriving had made his boner go down, so now he didn't look too lustful. He'd also clearly ran your brush through his hair before coming out. You couldn't say the same for yourself.

Felix threw himself down on the bed next to you and Chris, groaning and stretching his limbs. "Did anyone ask where we were?"

Chris chuckled. He fiddled with the wedding band on his left hand. "Yep. I made up an excuse, said you'd gone out for a walk again and were getting food out. I had a feeling you'd both be spending the night together. Princess Diaries again?"

You shook your head. "Nope. It's too real now."

"Mind you, I don't think there was this much 'practising' going on between Mia and her potential husband in the second one," Chris looked up from his hand. You averted your eyes.

"Dunno what you mean-"

"How much did you hear, what the fuck?!" Felix shrieked. Oh, great, thanks.

"I mean, the walls are thin, dude. I heard a lot on my way down the corridor. But, I'm glad you two are having fun with it, at least. Arranged marriages can be shit sometimes," Chris stretched similarly to Felix, before reaching down and clapping Felix on his back harshly. Felix groaned, throwing himself around the bed in protest. "Anyway, I should be off now. Congratulations again, guys. You should probably get ready for the party tonight though."

Chris began to walk out of the room, and Felix stood up.

"I should... go. With him. You know?" You nodded in response to his statement. He waited until Chris had rounded the corner, and leaned down, pressing a swift peck to your lips. You squeaked in surprise, cheeks burning crimson. He giggled, giving you a sweet wave and running off. "See you later, bestie!"

You wondered if you’d ever be permitted to drop the bestie, maybe once you’re married to him, but it couldn’t come soon enough. You wanted to let yourself be selfish just this once.

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pervertedreams · 3 months

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idk something abt farleigh and the ways he likes to tease fem!reader (afab)

one thing about farleigh, he’s ALWAYS got a rebuttal, he’s got a response for everything and for every situation. it’s rare when you find farleigh speechless.

i like the idea of you having a crush on farleigh and him knowing and teasing you for it. maybe everyone’s out indulging themselves in another pointless frat party. in the mist of brushing whatever knots that’s tangled up in your hair, you see farleigh barge in through the mirror. you don’t even bother to turn around, “does knocking even cross your mind?” your voice is flat and annoyed.

his tone as always is monotone and uninterested, he shrugs “the door was cracked.”

with a subtle roll of your eyes, you set your brush down to stand up from your so called vanity that’s not really a vanity but it’s a big mirror on a desk so you’re calling it that. “not for you.” when you stand you reveal your outfit, a pink dress you packed with you for oxford. farleigh hums, long legs stride your way. the bitter stench of his cigarette burns your nostrils and he grins at the way that you grimace. he thumbs at the hem of your dress, pretending to examine the quality of the fabric. “cute dress.. sears?” his burning cig wobbles between its lips as he subtly insults you. but you can’t help but like when he’s a little mean. in the grand scheme of things it’s harmless.

you swat him away swearing at him under your breath as you push past him, “with all the wealth you claim to have you out of all people should know it’s dior.” he’s eyeing the curve of your arch as you’re bending over to strap your heels on. “m’sorry baby, didn’t know that was in your price bracket.”

maybe there’s another time when you’re spending your summer in saltburn, and you’re having dinner with the henry’s. of course you’re sat in between felix and farleigh, and he’s been playing footsie with you the entire time just to add onto his teasing. when the conversations amongst the families are at its height and everyone’s most distracted you feel his knuckles lightly graze your skin. and you shoot him a glare that’s tells him ‘really? right now?’ but he blatantly ignores it.

it doesn’t take much for you to give in, almost instinctively spreading your thighs apart. you watch quietly as he starts a conversation with another household member, you don’t even bother to focus in on who it is. all too occupied with trying to keep yourself together when his slender digits inch closer and closer to your core. and when the tips of his fingers lightly press against your soaked, mushy lips he almost laughs. he pauses his conversation to whisper in your ear, “why must you make it so easy. you’re almost too easy.” and without warning his subtly and slowly rubbing his index and middle finger around your panty-clad clit.

brain fuzzy and focused on not looking obvious, you nearly screech when felix is asking you to pass him the salt.

“stop being so obvious.” farleigh’s voice is hushed, and a smirk creeps on his face when he watches your mouth open and close. “too afraid so speak? scared you might blow your cover?”

back at your dorm in oxford you have a childhood stuffed animal you packed with you, and you know he’s not letting you live that down.

he’s picking it up with a pinch, as if it’s too disgusting to touch. looking at you with a face of annoyance and amusement. “how old are you again?”

you suck your teeth when your try grabbing it from him but he snatches away. “ah ah.” he smiles when your childishly stomp your foot. he’s fully grabbing the toy this time, getting a good look at it. “it’s oddly endearing.” he cocks his head with an expression you can’t quite read.

“okay cool, please put him down.” your words come out rushed and you mentally cringe at your use of pronouns. he again turns to you with an even wider smile, “him?”

“you fucking suck.” you accept defeat, flopping at the edge of your bed.

he sits beside you, pressing the stuffed animal closer to his face, wiggling the toys arms with a high pitched voice. “farleigh is sorry, he’s just surprised a twenty something still owns stuffed toys.”

you’re finally able to snatch him away from farleigh, calling him a jerk and repositioning your stuffie in its rightful place at the top of your bed. he’s giving you a faux pout, reaching for your arm. “aw no, me and him were just getting along.”

#something sweet ♡#meanie rich bf ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪#my work┊ ˚➶ ｡˚#farleigh start headcanon #farleigh start smut #farleigh x you #saltburn farleigh #farleigh start x reader #farleigh imagine #farleigh catton #farleigh smut #farleigh x reader #farleigh saltburn #farleigh start #felix catton x reader #felix catton #saltburn felix

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sunnishine · 5 months

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moments where felix had me like 💞💞💞 [4/?]

#createskz #bystay #felixleenet #dancerachasource #kpopcc #bitsforkitts #jaybrainrot #lee felix #stray kids #sunni.gif #s.skzgif #s.skzfelix #s.sunnimakes #lixie ♡#sunshine.series #sometimes you need big gifs to feel better after spending 3+ hrs giffing smth you can't even upload :))))#his smile cures all my ailments it powers my heart it waters my crops #i love him a normal decent amount!

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dearestaussiechannie · 11 months

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☀︎ Your Mom Showed Me Your Baby Pictures ☀︎— Lee Felix

word count: 2.4k

paring: Felix x afab!reader

genre: Fluff

warnings: afab!reader, boyfriend!Felix, pet names (sweetie, love, beautiful, sunshine), kissing (goes no further), engagement, proposing, mentions Hyunjin, if I left anything out please let me know, kinda proof-read

Felix had thought out absolutely everything that you guys would do for your vacation back to his parents house in Australia. He had the restaurants picked, theme parks, beach days, you name it and he’d planned it. Sadly things weren't going to his plan. Due to the sudden change of weather, you'd caught a cold.

It's been three days and your symptoms are barely easing up. Your fever had finally broken early this morning but you still had body aches and a sniffly nose. No matter how much you insisted that you could do everything he wanted, he refused to let you leave the house, which wasn’t a bad thing since this meant that you'd get to know his siblings and parents better.

Everyone had been super understanding and helpful while you were sick, whether that was his mom making you something to eat that was light on your stomach, or Olivia coming to watch a movie with you (on separate sides of the room so she didn’t get sick), or Rachel bringing you a fresh blanket out of the laundry when Felix had told her you were shaking from your fever.

They had all been so nice, even before you were sick and just got to talk to them over the phone. His mother and father would constantly ask about you if you weren't present for the calls, at least that's what he told you, sisters texting you constantly to just check in. The funniest conversations were with Olivia though. She would constantly send you funny memes of her older brother or the thirst traps that would pop up on her tik tok, messaging the same thing every time, “this is what you’re into *barf*”.

Today was no different besides the fact that you'd pulled yourself out of Felixs’ room to sit in the living room when his mother saw you. Her smile warmed the room just like her sons would, making you smile back to her. “Hi sweetie, are you looking for Felix?” She asked you before walking over and rubbing your shoulders, placing her hand on your head to see if you still had a fever.

You now see where Felix gets his tenderness from, it was the woman standing in front of you. Going back to her question, you shake your head before wrapping the blanket tighter around you. “No Mrs. Lee, I just wanted some fresh air… the room was becoming suffocating.” you respond, watching her roll her eyes when you call her that as she's told you many times you just refer to her as mom at least a hundred times by now. “Gotcha, well he went out to lunch with his father and sisters, so it's just the two of us here right now. Are you hungry? I can make you something.” but before she finished speaking, you're being pulled to the table and she disappears into the kitchen.

You sit and listen to her little stories of when the Lee siblings were little, giggling when she makes sure to tell you the embarrassing things Felix did while he was still in school. Eventually food was done and she'd made enough for the both of you to have lunch together, saying it was nice was an understatement. The food was delicious and her company was amazing, always making sure that you were okay and didn't need more to drink, getting you the medication you needed for your cold, talking to you not only about her kids but also asking you about your childhood and your parents.

Once lunch was over, the two of you had moved back to the livingroom and continued the conversation on the couch. Suddenly she stands up and hurries out, only to return with large books and a bright smile. “Has Felix ever shown you any of his baby pictures?” She asks as she sits back beside you, quite close so that you could look through the books together. You simply shake your head with a large smile, excited for what would come next.

The two of you flip through the books, giggling at the silly photos, stopping when his mother would start telling the story behind certain ones. You couldn't hold in a particularly loud laugh when you see a photo of him from the early years of grade school, leaned up against what looks like a tree in a white button up with a blue grid pattern. “He looks like a little business man!” you say as you look over at his mother who's nodding her head laughing with you. “That's what happens when dad picks your clothes for picture day.”

You flip through more pages, taking a couple pictures of the ones you'd want to look back at. Some time goes by and you've finished looking through the photos, his mother puts the books away and not soon after, the rest of the family walks through the door. You smile when you see your sweet sunshine walk inside, making his way straight to you. You stand up and hug him tightly, his arms pulling you tightly to him by your lower back before pulling one away to feel your head. “No fever, Love?” he asks you, brushing the hair out of your face. “It broke this morning before I woke up, I've been spending time with your mom.” You respond, looking over at her before you see her put a finger over her lips, silently shushing you and you know why, his baby pictures.

A few days have passed since then and since you were finally feeling better, the two of you started doing all of the things that Felix had planned. You're out at dinner with your boyfriend and you couldn't have asked for anything more. The two of you ate and held small conversations, telling him about lunch with his mother the other day and him telling you about everything he did with his father and sisters while you were sick. Dinner was eventually over and the two of you were on your way back before Felix suddenly turned in the opposite direction of his house.

You just look at him for a few minutes before curiosity gets the best of you. “Lixie, where are we going?” The question leaving your lips, making him glance over at you before slowly grabbing your hand in his free one, pulling it up and rubbing your knuckles against his lips. “You just looked so pretty in that dress, I wasn't ready to go home yet.” He answers, car turning again making your eyes fall away from him only to be met with the sight of water, the moon reflecting on it and waves gently splashing against the bay. Your cheeks flushed as he parked the car, getting out and walking to your side, opening the door for you and slowly taking off the white heels that matched your dress before helping you out of the car.

He carried you to the sand so that the road wouldn't hurt your feet. You insisted that if he had let you keep on your heels, you could have walked but he didn’t want them to be ruined by the sand. Once into the sand, Felix slowly puts you down, making sure both feet are on the ground before completely letting you go. He looks at you with a smile, glancing quickly down at your lips before putting his hands on your hips and pulling you close to him before gently placing his lips against yours. The kiss is very gentle, lips moving against the others with a slight rhythm, your arms draped over his shoulders as you play with his hair and his hands moving to your lower back, rubbing small circles.

Once you break away from the kiss, you lean your forehead against his before giggling and running towards the water. You're about to shin deep when Felix finally gets in since he had to take off his socks and shoes as well as roll up his pants quite a bit so that they didn't get too wet. He runs up to you causing the water to splash and you to squeal as the cold water suddenly hits the back of your thighs, his arms wrapping around you, kissing your shoulder gently. “Now we're both all wet, what about your car?” you ask him, raising an eyebrow when he starts giggling, smile shining so bright even in the dark.

“So… there's actually towels in the backseat. I knew that I would eventually take you to the beach so I put them in the car just before we found out you caught a cold.” He admits, moving a hand from your back to the back of his neck, rubbing it slowly. You can't help but laugh before cupping his cheeks to make him look at you then showering his face in soft but quick pecks. This makes him chuckle, putting his hands on yours before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone, putting on a soft playlist that Hyunjin had sent to him when he told him his plan.

“May I have this dance, beautiful?” he asks, nerves building in his stomach with his hand outstretched to you. You nod, softly placing your hand into his. The two of you dance slowly, hearing him hum along before he slowly spins you making you laugh as the water splashes around you. You both somehow manage to make it back into the sand as the song changes, sand sticking to your feet but the two of you could care less. The only thing that mattered in this very moment was each other.

“I want you to spin three times for me this time with your eyes closed, okay?” He asks, words more like a demand than a question so you simply nod. He smiles sweetly before spinning you, making sure your eyes are closed on the first spin, he reaches into his pocket and drops down onto his knee. He watches the way that your dress spins with you, the way your hair flows in the wind so effortlessly and the beautiful smile on your face as you make that third spin. He knew now that he was making the right decision. His nerves climb into his throat when you've stopped spinning.

You open your eyes only to realize you're facing the wrong way which makes you laugh. “Lixie why didn't you tell me to turn arou-” You ask him, lips falling silent before you could finish your sentence when you see him. He's in front of you on one knee, smiling so bright you’d bet your last dime that it'd put the sun itself out of business. Your hands quickly cover your mouth as you step closer to him, each step shaky as if you're unsure that your legs can hold you up.

“L/n Y/n, you're the most amazing, beautiful, funniest, most caring person I've ever had the opportunity to meet. You always make me smile, help me through anything that I’m having trouble with and even though you get into my baked goods before I say anything about it amazes me. The way that you also take care of my friends makes me realize every single day what an amazing person you are. I’m in love with you and have been since that first date we went on. Will you make me the happiest man to walk the earth and spend the rest of my life with me? Will you marry me?” He asks a bit shaky in the beginning, finding more confidence in his words as he continues.

“Yes!! Oh my god Yes!!” you shout at him with excitement before you drop to your knees in front of him. He gently grabs your hand and slips the ring onto your finger. It was a perfect fit and he couldn't thank Olivia more for finding out your ring size for him a few months ago. You look at your hand in his and the beautiful ring on your finger as you feel your bottom lip begin quivering. You look up at him, noticing that his is the same, eyes watering as yours do the same.

You quickly wrap your arms around him, hugging him tightly and kissing him a bit hard but neither of you care. Both of you stay like this for some time before slipping apart, staring at each other, laughing softly as he rubs the new ring on your hand. Eventually the both of you make your way back to the car, drying off after using a water bottle out of the car to get all the sand off. The ride home wasn't a long one but time has felt at stand still since you saw him on one knee.

You both walk back inside and to his room, changing into more comfortable clothes and crawling into the bed. You put your phone on the charger and he finally sees your lock screen. “What was that?” He asks, a bit shocked when he sees the photo. How'd you get that? Isn't that his moms coffee table? “Hmm?” is all you say back to him, acting clueless as you try to finish getting ready for bed. “Y/n. How'd you get that photo?” He asks, knowing the answer but he wants you to confirm it. “Oh, you mean the little cutie on my lock screen? Your mom showed me your baby pictures the other day and I just couldn't help it. I wanted to be able to look at it again without having to bother her.” You answer him.

“This is what I get for telling her that I was gonna propose to you while we're here.” He rumbles as he rubs his temples. “Oh shush. You look like a cute little business man who is now all grown up and oh so very very handsome and engaged.” You say, pushing your hand in his direction which makes him smile. He gently grabs your hand and his phone in the other, taking a picture of your hand and sending it to his group chat.

1 Attachment. “I did it you guys!! She's gonna be Mrs. Lee Y/n soon!!”

He then locks his phone, hearing the pings going off but his attention has shifted back to you, gazing lovingly at you as you brush your hair.

“I’m in love with you, Beautiful.”

“And I’m in love with you, Sunshine.”

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bbyquokka · 3 months

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Kissing all of Lixs freckles :)) telling him how much you love him, maybe he's so grateful he takes care of you!! Just sweetie Lixie

freckles

FLUFF BELOW CUT – MINORS, AGELESS & DEFAULT BLOGS; DNI

cw: gn reader, established relationship, sickness (fever), pet names (darling), semi proof-read! words: 0.7k ~ (731)

a/n: tysm for the soft thought! i hope you enjoy! don’t forget to leave feedback, reblog and tell me what you think here. i hope you all enjoy! ‹3

dont repost. dont translate. feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

he lets out a tired groan. his body is full of aches and pains. he can feel how stiff his joints are with each movement. his forehead is burning up yet he is shivering and his throat feels scratchy.

fuck he thinks to himself. i can't get sick, not now!

he hears the door opening and is quick (or as quick as he can be regarding his condition) to get up and lock himself in the bathroom.

he doesn't want you to see him like this, all hot and stuffy. he also doesn't want to get you ill too. it's not ideal when the both of you are sick, even if it does sound cute in an odd way.

“lix! im home!” you call out as you carry the bags of groceries to the kitchen to unpack. you furrow your brows together when he doesn't answer. “lix??”

you place the bags on the counter and floor before wandering around the house. you walk into the living area and see that the cushions and blankets have been freshly ruffled up with a fresh glass of cold water.

“felix?!” you grow concerned but it's quick to disappear once you see the light peaking out from the underside of the bathroom door alongside the sound of running water.

“felix?” you knock softly on the wooden door. “are you in there?”

“uh, yeah! just uh, give me a second.” felix scrambles around in the bathroom, splashing cold water onto his face and rinsing his mouth with cold water to make him look somewhat alive. he looks in the mirror and sighs.

“on second thought, i don't want to come out.”

“why? is everything ok?!” you go to open the door but it's locked.

“i'm uh–”

“are you doing something lewd in there felix?” you giggle.

“what?! no! no! no!” felix flushes red and feels hot, whether from embarrassment or from his fever. “i'm sick with fever and i don't want to give it to you..”

“awe lix!” you coo, heart melting at how considerate he is, even in his time of need. “that's adorable of you but you're going to have to come out anyways. let me look after you, yeah? just like you do with me.”

you hear the sink tap being shut off and the door unlocking before being pulled open slowly. you gasp a little at how unwell felix looks.

"oh baby.. come here.” you open your arms out. felix pouts and throws himself into your arms. you hold him gently, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he whines softly.

“lets get you back on the sofa, m'kay?” he simply nods. he has no energy to protest. he lets you drag him to the sofa, let's you give him water and medication.

you made him some soup, gracefully feeding it to him. felix looks up at you with doe eyes.

“you're the best, yn.” he mumbles. you laugh softly and pat his head gently. “have i ever told you how much i love you?”

“all the time, darling.” you respond as you place the bowl on the coffee table.

"no like, i really fucking love you. like, my heart feels like it's going to burst and i feel hot with love. i feel tingly and butterflies in my stomach because of you. i want to marry you one day, yn.”

you blush and giggle softly at his sudden confession.

“are you delirious because of your fever?”

“mhm, maybe. but what i said is true and comes straight from the heart. it wasn't delirious me speaking.”

“then, i want to marry you too, lixie.” you say shyly. felix grins big and watches you lean in. he puts his hands up between you both to create distance to which you frown at

“i told you, i don't want to get you sick.”

“then, how about this?” you gently lower his hands and kiss his cheeks – more specifically, his freckles.

“one. two. three. four.” you count as you kiss each and every one of his freckles. felix laughing softly and holding you softly.

“when are you going to stop counting?” he jokes.

“until i've kissed each and every one of your freckles.” you grin before resuming your kissing and counting.

“i have a lot of freckles baby.”

“then i guess you'll be getting a lot of kisses, if not more!”

#🍰 ﹒ ❞ ﹒ ♡ ﹒ 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #skz soft thoughts #skz soft hours #stray kids soft thoughts #stray kids soft hours #lee felix #felix #lee felix fluff #felix fluff #felix x you #felix x reader #lee felix x you #lee felix x reader #skz x you #skz x reader #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader

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hyuuukais · 10 months

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✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡ SUNSHINE AND STRAWBERRIES

pairing ☆ lee felix x fem reader

synopsis ☆ Y/N is a new streamer. after months of planning, and her best friend & now fellow streamer han jisung convincing her, she makes a twitch and youtube account. thanks to jisung giving her a shoutout to his own huge following, she gains some unexpected overnight fame. but what was more unexpected was waking up to see her long-time favourite comfort streamer _sunshine.bbokari_ following her.

groups included ☆ skz, txt (yeonjun, huening kai), enhypen (jake), itzy (chaeryeong, ryujin)

notes ☆ this is my first smau! and my first skz fic! i'm both excited and nervous to post this. i really hope at least one person enjoys this! if i ever miss a warning or anything PLEASE don't hesitate to let me know!

[TAGLIST -> CLOSED]

MASTERLIST

Y/N & FRIENDS | FELIX & FRIENDS | OTHER CHARACTERS

CHAPTER ONE ☆ YNSSTRAWBERRYFIELDS

CHAPTER TWO ☆ THE POWER OF HAN JISUNG

CHAPTER THREE ☆ BOUND TO HAPPEN

CHAPTER FOUR ☆ DISTRACTIONS

CHAPTER FIVE ☆ R1S1NGSTARZ

CHAPTER SIX ☆ NEW CONNECTIONS

CHAPTER SEVEN ☆ PROMISE ME?

CHAPTER EIGHT ☆ CHEF DREAMS

CHAPTER NINE ☆ FAN ACCOUNTS

CHAPTER TEN ☆ THE STREAM

CHAPTER ELEVEN ☆ ROOMMATES

CHAPTER TWELVE ☆ DOUBLE BOOKED

CHAPTER THIRTEEN ☆ WHAT SPEECH?

CHAPTER FOURTEEN ☆ NOT YOUR BUSINESS

CHAPTER FIFTEEN ☆ THANK YOU

CHAPTER SIXTEEN ☆ CONFESSIONS

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN ☆ LISTEN UP GIRLS

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN ☆ STICKY SITUATION

CHAPTER NINETEEN ☆ GOING PUBLIC

CHAPTER TWENTY ☆ RECAP

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE ☆ MOVIE NIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO ☆ SLEPT THROUGH THE NIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE ☆ RAGE ROOM

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR ☆ TIME

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE ☆ DATE NIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX ☆ LOVE?

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN ☆ TIRED

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT ☆ T-REX

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE ☆ BREAK

CHAPTER THIRTY ☆ WAIT

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE ☆ LIKE A MOVIE

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO ☆ TOGETHER

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE ☆ INCOMING ANNOUNCEMENTS

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR ☆ MISSING YOU

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE ☆ COMING CLEAN

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX ☆ FIRST SNOW

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN ☆ REVISITING

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT ☆ MILESTONES

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE ☆ NEW BEGINNINGS

CHAPTER FOURTY ☆ LUCKY

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shortcakecutie · 4 months

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y/n y/l/n and jacob elordi broke the internet

Jacob Elordi Twitter Au because I am bored <3

#❀ ˖ ˚˳ 𓂃 recs.#jacob elordi #jacob elordi x reader #saltburn 2023 #saltburn #saltburn movie #oliver quick #felix catton #twitter #twitter au #jacob elordi au #me and jacob ♡

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heavenfilm · 2 months

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no thoughts, head empty, just felix at the women’s fall-winter 2024 paris show for louis vuitton

#no cause i’m rotting #just watch the louis vuitton mini doc #felix :((#NICOLAS YOURE SO REAL #i would invite felix too #in a felix mood #SOMEONE HELP #felix :(((#i love him #i jus wanna kith him #i wanna hold his hand :(#felix :((((#‎♡‧₊˚ felix #♥︎ stray kids #₍ᐢ._.ᐢ₎💭

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linolinoing · 3 months

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✧ random lixie gifs: 1/∞

#skz #stray kids #lee felix #lee yongbok #bystay #staydaily #felixleenet #dancerachasource #random lixie gifs #by01ino #1k♡

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arafilez · 4 months

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੭୧ ⼂ HELLO KITTY ﹗

ー☆ㅤㅤ [ hhj x fem!reader ] ㅤ੭𓂃 ㅤfluff, estb. relationship 𓏧 drabble ㅤ warnings pet name 'kitten' ㅤ﹢ㅤ0.3k wc ㅤ𓏧ㅤreq

Hyunjin wakes up late and stretches his limbs. Squinting his eyes as the clock he looks sideways only to find it empty. Pouting a little he wakes up and stares into the wall for two minutes before his brain starts to work.

Smell of food. From kitchen. You are there.

He slides down the bed and trudges on his slipper towards the kitchen. He smiles lightly as he hears you humming to a song and he hears the sizzle in the pan of the food you are making.

Looking inside he giggled loudly at the sight in front of him. You are standing at the kitchen counter like a full ‘Hello Kitty’ promotion board. His heart swells at how cute you look in the fluffy overcoat with ‘Hello Kitty’ prints and even matched your slippers with them.

He walks up to you and you hear him giving him a bright smile and say, “Morning sleepyhead, slept well?”

Hyunjin smiles back and hugs you from the back, kissing your nape saying, “I always do when I am with you, kitten.” You halt your movements at the unexpected name and look at him tilting your head.

“What?” you ask laughing at him, tidying the strands of hair in front of his eyes.

“Kitten,” he says kissing your cheeks again in the process making you giggle and he continues, “Because you look so fluffy right now, and the Hello, Kitty stuff are just proving me right.”

“I am gonna start wearing this more often now,” you tease him kissing his nose and he shrugs leaning down and kissing you on the lips gently. You kiss him back and then peck him once more while he stares at you adoringly. “I can do well with that arrangement,” he whispers and you giggle with him before going back to cooking.

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hyunsvngs · 8 months

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Can I request a poly hyunlix x reader smut plz?

𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 - hwang hyunjin x lee felix x fem!reader

wc: 4.2k

cw: SMUT MDNI. friends with benefits threesome situation, boy x boy action

synopsis: you have a friends with benefits situation with your best friend, felix, but when you confide in him about wanting to fuck one of your other friends, it ends better than you could’ve ever hoped.

a/n: so… its not exactly poly (it does have boyxboy and boyxgirl) but heres a hyunlix threesome i wrote a while back <3 this was never gonna see the light of day unless i posted it here

sw: oral (m&f rec), boy x boy & boy x girl, threesome, use of red wine during sex, dirty talk, d/s dynamics?

Hyunjin chuckled from the front seat, making you blush. You draped your legs over Felix’s leather-clad lap as the car engine started and you all began to leave the premises. You were leaving a club to fuck two of your best friends. Having fucked Felix before, you felt comfortable with him - but you’d confided in him that you wanted to fuck Hyunjin, too. You had a feeling he’d informed Hyunjin of this fantasy. “So… you both… at the same time?”

Felix’s small hand began to rub up the length of your leg soothingly. It was Hyunjin who responded to you. “If you’re okay with that, darling. I’d love nothing more than to see you both lost in pleasure. I bet you look so fucking pretty.”

It was Felix’s turn to blush this time, and he leaned over to press his lips against yours to hide his embarrassment. You immediately fell into the kiss, fingers moving to his hair as he pulled you onto his lap. You’d both foregone seatbelts in favor of comfortability. Hyunjin hummed from the front seat, clearly watching you two through the rear view mirror.

You straddled Felix’s lap easily, legs either side of his, and met his kiss with renewed fervor. You slid your tongue into his mouth, pressing it against his to make him moan. He was eager, teeth clashing against yours now and again, and you faintly registered that you’d never seen him this passionate before. Maybe it was Hyunjin’s presence encouraging him, but his hands were gripping onto your hips with a death grip as Hyunjin continued to speed through the streets.

Felix pulled away, licking his lips at the sight of you with tousled hair and blushed cheeks. “Mmm. Jinnie, I can’t wait, can I-“

“You can touch her, Lixie,” Hyunjin encouraged. “But don’t let her cum, not yet. I want to see her face when she cums.”

You moaned, your head dropping to Felix’s neck. He kissed your cheek before his fingers went down between your legs, brushing over the thin lace of your thong. “Fuck, Jinnie, you weren’t lying, these are… princess, what is the point in these? I can feel your clit throbbing through them.”

“Touch it then.” You quipped, making Hyunjin chuckle and Felix blush. His fingers went to your clit, rubbing softly over your underwear, and your eyes shut, grinding into his touch.

Hyunjin spoke from the front again, controlling the situation. You wanted nothing more than for him to be in the back with you two, touching you, talking to you - Hell, you’d even settle for just watching him touch Felix at this point. But you had to wait. “Tell me how it feels, my darling.”

Felix’s touch sped up at his voice, his tongue licking over your lips as you whimpered.

“Not enough. ‘S not enough..”

“It’s not meant to be enough. Go faster, baby.”

You chose not to comment on the name Hyunjin chose for Felix and you also chose not to mention how Felix obeyed instantly, his index and middle finger swiping over your clothed clit rapidly. Your face scrunched up, lifting your hips to grind into Felix’s hand just a bit quicker. You wanted him to make you cum, you needed it. You knew you could cum from this, really, if he just rubbed a bit harder and really made you feel it, but it would be unsatisfying and you’d just feel even emptier afterwards.

Felix’s hand halted as you pulled into the driveway.

“What?” you whined, head falling to rest in the crook of his neck. Felix giggled, his hand moving to brush up against your back soothingly. Hyunjin, meanwhile, just opened the back door for you both and lifted you off of Felix’s lap, placing you on the floor leading you to walk inside the house. You were still barefoot, and your underwear was fucking soaking - making it even thinner, if that was possible.

Felix trailed behind like a lost puppy, shifting his tight leather trousers around to make room for his erection. Hyunjin didn’t even look affected.

Hyunjin led you inside with a firm grip on your side, turning behind him every so often to make sure Felix was still following. You had absolutely zero chance to take in the downstairs of the house because Hyunjin was already taking you upstairs to the bedroom. You padded through the house hoping that you’d get a tour another day.

You were met with dark red satin sheets and a black sheer canopy around the bed frame, a few discarded canvases around the room and the moonlight giving a glow to the room from outside another massive window. Felix made himself at home - this room, you assumed, was Hyunjin’s - throwing himself onto the bed and immediately shucking those tight trousers off so he was left in a satin shirt and cotton boxers that highlighted his length.

Hyunjin gripped your chin, making you look at him. “Darling. I need to ask you - are you sure you want us both?”

You nodded eagerly, making Hyunjin smile at you softly. “Kiss me, Jinnie. Please?”

Hyunjin leaned forward, brushing his nose against yours and making your head raise upwards. His lips just faintly brushed against yours, the plumpness making your head feel dizzy. It felt like an eternity before his hand left your chin and went to your hair, yanking your head further back and his tongue licked into your mouth before your lips even touched properly. His kiss was filthy - spit was being swapped, his tongue was darting around your mouth before his lips sucked your tongue into his own mouth. Felix moaned from the bed, making you whimper and pull Hyunjin towards you sharply.

He pushed you onto the bed, making you lie next to Felix. His lips left yours to trail kisses down your neck, biting marks into the skin to make you moan. Felix leaned up just slightly. He looked down at you, his shirt half unbuttoned and his eyes wide with lust. His eyes had been framed by simple glitter tonight, and his eyebrows were furrowed, making him look all the more submissive and malleable.

“Mm, come here, darling,” Hyunjin mused, his body leaning over you on the satin sheets. You looked up at him, confused, before his thumb pressed into your mouth and forced your jaw to open. He raised upwards, spitting down into your mouth with those plump lips and keeping his thumb in your mouth, swirling it around your tongue. “Don’t be greedy, darling. Share.”

You immediately leaned over to Felix once Hyunjin’s tongue left your mouth. You gripped Felix’s blonde locks, pulling his head down to yours, and he moaned in that deep voice as soon as Hyunjin’s spit reached his tongue from your mouth. Felix’s hand went to your jaw, keeping you in place while he took what he wanted from you, and Hyunjin moaned at the sight, one hand rubbing up your calf.

Hyunjin continued his ministrations with his lips down your body while you and Felix kissed, if you could even call it that. It was more heavy breaths and spit if anything. Hyunjin kissed down your stomach, whispering incoherently once he reached your core. You knew you were soaked as soon as he spat into your mouth, and Hyunjin moaned when you spread your legs obediently for him to fit his frame in between your thighs.

“Always looking at my fucking lips, aren’t you, darling?” You moaned at Hyunjin’s words, pulling away from Felix to nod eagerly at the man in between your legs. Felix pulled your dress up to your stomach, exposing that lace thong that had gotten Hyunjin so wound up earlier on in the night. “I think I’ll eat this pussy ‘til you cum in my mouth. How’s that sound?”

“Mm, yes, please,” you whined, making Hyunjin chuckle. He leaned down to lick one fat stripe up your clothed core, and then utterly moaned at the taste. Felix was shifting around in his spot, antsy. “Lixie, my tits, baby.”

Felix practically glowed as you said that, hair framing his face like some sort of sinful angel, shoving your dress off of your shoulders and down to the point it was just a strip of fabric across your tummy. Hyunjin’s eyes were set on you and Felix as he continued to make out with your cunt through the fabric, and you were trying not to buck your hips up as you moaned out loud. You hoped they didn’t have neighbors.

Felix reached around you to unclasp your bra, throwing it aside impatiently and immediately sucking a nipple into his mouth. You gasped, back arching to meet his plump lips and he looked up at you, all doe eyed and demure. The glitter on his eyes was making his eyes sparkle, or he was just that excited to get your tits in his mouth - you couldn’t tell. Hyunjin finally had enough of teasing you and he used his thumbs to yank your underwear down, sliding it into his trouser pocket.

You whined loudly when Hyunjin’s lips wrapped around your clit, sucking hard. Felix grazed his teeth against your nipple softly as you moaned, making you squirm. You knew your wetness was smeared everywhere when the older man grabbed your thighs, pushing them further apart and diving in further. He looked up at you, letting those cat-like eyes meet your gaze as your eyes watered.

Felix pulled away, breathing heavily. He reached up to stroke your hair, using the other hand to tug at your neglected nipple. “Hyung’s so good with his mouth, isn’t he? I love when he sucks my cock.”

You sighed, letting your head roll back at the mental image while Hyunjin licked up all of your slick from your pussy. “Mmm, I’d love to see that.”

Hyunjin pulled away at that, smiling as if the lower half of his face wasn’t covered in your wetness. “You like that idea, darling? Pretty Lixie fucking my face while I just let him use me?” He used his left hand to push your thigh further, making your muscles scream at the ache, but he quickly made it up to you by pushing the middle finger of his right hand in. He immediately rubbed against your g spot, making you whine.

“Jinnie, c’mere. I wanna taste too,” Felix demanded, making grabby hands at Hyunjin. Hyunjin leaned over your body to get closer to Felix, still rubbing that spot inside of you and making you squirm and moan. You almost came immediately when Hyunjin grabbed Felix’s head and forced his tongue into his mouth like he had with you, Felix moaning at the raw taste of you.

Hyunjin let Felix suck his tongue clean of all of your essence before returning to his spot between your thighs. You pushed his dark hair back from his face as he started to lick at your clit fervently again, still pumping his finger in and out of you. Felix wiggled his boxers off of his hips next to you, huffing when they got stuck on his feet.

You grabbed Felix’s hand when he started to jerk his length, stopping him. He looked at you with an annoyed expression at being stopped, making you giggle. “I’ll suck you off, Lixie. I want you to fuck my mouth like you do with Jinnie.”

Felix raised his eyebrows, nodding eagerly. You laughed again before being cut off with a moan at Hyunjin’s actions while Felix repositioned himself on the pillow next to you, on his knees, letting you see his cock directly in front of your face. He tapped your lips with the tip of his cock before pressing into your mouth, and you just let your jaw go slack, letting your best friend use you. He immediately started thrusting his hips in, breathing heavily as you swirled your tongue around his shaft and gazed up at him.

Hyunjin was moaning at this point, sloppily making out with your hole. What he lacked in precision he made up for with his eagerness, sloppily licking around your hole, making you moan around Felix’s length. It was pressing down against your throat, testing your gag reflex. Hyunjin slipped another finger into your hole, making you jump slightly and flutter your eyes shut. You clenched around him, leaking rivulets of wet down to his knuckles.

“Shit, so pretty. Pretty princess,” Felix mumbled, brushing your hair back from your face. It should have been affectionate, but you were only reminded of the passion in the moment due to him thrusting faster. Hyunjin curled his fingers expertly against your g spot, and came to lay next to you, holding your hair back for Felix.

“I think she’s getting close, Lix. Fuck her throat a bit harder for me, baby,” Hyunjin said, kissing your cheek with a wet smack. Felix shook his head rapidly, pulling his cock out of the wet cavern you’d provided willingly.

“C-can’t, Jinnie, I’ll cum. Wanna wait til I’m inside her,” He was jerking his cock, albeit slowly, and now that your mouth was free you were able to moan freely. Hyunjin hummed in disappointment. You whined when he rubbed his palm against your clit, pulling your hair to pin your head back to the satin adorned pillow.

“A-Ah, yeah, like that, Jinnie- Jinnie, I’ll cum, I’ll- yeah-” You were babbling incoherently again, vaguely wondering how these boys were so amazing in bed. Your hips were thrusting up against his hand, and you gripped his arm tightly in fear of him removing his fingers.

“C’mon, darling. Get that hole all sloppy for Lixie to slide in,” Hyunjin coaxed you, fingers scratching at your scalp while his speed with the other hand didn’t slow. You nodded, whining, and Hyunjin shut you up with a kiss to your lips, sucking on your bottom lip while you moaned. With a thrust of your hips, your thighs were clenching, letting that white hot energy take you over and make your senses go haywire. You were whining, speaking incoherently, letting Hyunjin suck on your tongue and brush his fingers through your hair comfortingly.

With a soothing rub to your scalp, Hyunjin pulled his fingers out of you and tapped your pussy affectionately. You noticed that sometime during your orgasm, Felix had stripped completely and was now laying in front of you fully naked, slowly stroking his hard length. Hyunjin was still fully dressed, which somehow just made the situation even hotter. He was commanding the entire thing. It made you wonder if you could break him.

Hyunjin stretched his arms above his head, letting out a sigh as you came down from your orgasm. Your chest was still heaving as you caught your breath, a thin sheen of sweat covering your forehead. You mirrored him, stretching out your legs and letting out a satisfied noise. Hyunjin jumped up from the bed, muttering something about ‘wine’ and disappearing into a different room.

“Is that… that’s it? He’s not going to fuck me?” You turned to Felix, and he looked at you in shock.

“Um, no. No way. He’s getting wine, it’s still going on,” Felix flipped on top of you, positioning his length at your entrance. “I’m getting a head start though if you don’t mind, princess?”

You giggled, nodding. “It’s all yours, Lixie.”

He pressed his tip into your entrance, moaning at the tightness of your wet core around him. You returned his moan with a little sigh of your own, letting him push your legs up to rest on his shoulders. He watched your face for any sign of uncomfortability, to which he obviously saw none, and he started to thrust into your wet heat eagerly.

“Fuck, that pussy. This is gonna keep me coming back for more,” Felix was laughing, almost delirious as he fucked into you like a jackhammer. You laughed back, throwing your head back into the satin. “So pretty. Pretty princess, my bestie.”

“You better pull out. You already got to fill her up before, Lix,” Hyunjin’s voice sounded from the doorway where he’d re-entered the room. Lix nodded obediently, leaning down to suck more marks into your neck. He added to the constellation of hickies you knew Hyunjin had left, and he stayed pressed chest to chest to rub against your bitten nipples. You whimpered at the feeling of his hard cock inside of you, clenching down as he started to hit your cervix from the deep position.

You recognised Hyunjin coming over to the bed and he was now only in his boxers, his hard length straining against the fabric. He held a bottle of red wine in one hand, flicking off the top and pressing the rim of the bottle against your lips.

“Drink up, darling,” He mumbled, tipping the liquid into your mouth. You gulped obediently, clawing down Felix’s back as he fucked into you. You hoped you’d get to cum around both of their cocks, but after the blowjob, you weren’t sure Felix would last long. “Better than you thought? Having both of us?”

You blinked at Hyunjin, before turning back to Felix on top of you with a shocked expression. Felix halted his movements, staring down at you with that deer caught in the headlights expression that he always had when he’d been caught out. “You told-”

“Sorry!” He didn’t sound apologetic. He was giggling into the nape of your neck, beginning a slow grind into you. You groaned, listening to Hyunjin begin to chuckle beside you. Hyunjin sat up and started to pour the red wine over your tits, making you jump at the cold temperature of the wine that had obviously been inside the fridge. He licked it up as it began to drop in rivulets over you, sucking your nipples clean and moving down as it dribbled down your body. Felix sat back on his heels to allow Hyunjin access, and all of a sudden, Hyunjin was licking your clit and whatever part of Felix’s cock he could manage to get to while it was still thrusting inside you.

You squeaked, grabbing Hyunjin’s hair. “J-Jesus fuck, Hyunjin, that’s fucking-”

“Ah, fuck, that’s really fucking hot,” Felix whined, his voice a much higher pitch than normal. His hips picked up the pace, before he was pulling out, holding the base of his cock in a tight ring with his fingers. “Princess, c’mere. I gotta cum on that pretty face.”

You sat up obediently, letting Hyunjin pull your hair into a ponytail while Felix began to jerk his cock right in front of your face. You shut your eyes, realizing what was to come, and stuck your tongue out. Lix whined again at your expression, before you felt thick ropes of cum hit your face and warm your already blazing cheeks up.

Lix fell back with a sigh and you heard the thud as he collapsed against the mattress. You scoffed out a laugh, licking your lips. “Thanks, bestie.”

Felix’s giggle was cut off by Hyunjin’s groan, and you opened your eyes as he gripped your chin again between two fingers. His eyes were wild with lust, makeup smeared all over his face from the wetness between your thighs. “Shit, like a fucking painting, so fucking sexy. You’re a work of art, darling,” Hyunjin managed to get out in a strained voice, before you felt a wet sensation on your face and - oh. Hyunjin was licking Felix’s cum from your face. He moaned as he pressed his lips to yours, feeding you Felix’s cum and slowly lowering you back onto the bed. “Mmm. Yeah. I know how I want you.”

“I told you sex is like art to him, princess. Freak.”

“Yeah okay, Lix. I don’t need the commentary,” You grumbled. Hyunjin shot Felix a warning look before flipping you over, presenting you face down ass up. You were glad the sheets were so soft on your blushing cheeks, only made worse by being so exposed to Hyunjin. You turned your head to watch Hyunjin slip his boxers down, revealing a long, waxed cock. What he lacked in thickness he more than made up for in length, and you panicked realizing how deep it would go inside you in this angle.

“I’m gonna fill up that fucking sloppy hole, darling. How do you feel? Letting my friend fuck you open before I breed that cunt?” Hyunjin spoke, teasing your fluttering hole with the tip of his shaft. You whined, shaking your ass in front of him to try and get him to fill you quicker. With a soft sigh at the movement of your hips, Hyunjin pressed in, filling you inch by inch with that long cock.

“O-Oh.” You stuttered. Felix giggled, now lying at the bottom of the bed like a curled up cat with the bottle of red wine to his lips. The cat who got the cream - or wine, in this case.

“Deep?” Felix asked you, giving you a swig of the wine. You swallowed it as Hyunjin started to fuck you, deep and languid strokes that almost made you choke on the alcohol.

“Of course it is. You’ve taken it enough times, you should know,” Hyunjin quipped. You smirked at Hyunjin getting his own back, until Hyunjin was leaning over you, pressing you further into the sheets and fucking directly into your cervix. You gasped, letting out a strangled moan and gripping the sheets sharply with your fingernails. You didn’t even care if they were ripped afterwards. Hyunjin laughed, letting out his own moan as you clenched around him. “That feel good, darling?”

“Fucking amazing, Jinnie,” you hummed, arching your back for him. Your eyes fluttered closed, just enjoying the sweet drag of his length against your tight walls. You felt Hyunjin’s face covered in sweat from exertion falling to the nape of your neck. You turned your head, licking softly at Hyunjin’s lips until he was meeting you in a half-assed kiss. He was moaning into your mouth now, his previous restraint showing as he started to speed up his thrusts into you.

“L-Lixie?”

“On it, hyung,” You didn’t have time to ask what was going on until Hyunjin was positively whining, feeling his thighs clench behind you as his mouth dropped open against your shoulder. You realized after looking over Hyunjin’s shoulder that Lix was on his knees, taking small kitten licks at Hyunjin’s rim. Hyunjin’s eyes were fluttering shut, his forehead sweating and making rivulets of hair dye drip down his milky skin, his jaw dropped and moans coming out of his mouth unabashedly. He was loud, extremely so actually.

You realized rather quickly that perhaps Hyunjin wasn’t the dom he liked to seem to be, and you brushed his hair back with your fingers, pushing your ass up against his hips. “Feels good, Jinnie? Is my pussy nice and wet for you?”

“S-So fucking wet, darling, oh-!” His eyes widened as Felix’s tongue breached his hole, and he seemed to not know whether he wanted to rock back into Felix’s mouth or forward into your wet heat. “Shit, I- darling, I’m-“

“You can cum, Jinnie, it’s alright. You’ve been so good for us, treating us so nicely,” you hummed soothingly, letting out little punches of air as he kept thrusting into you.

“No, no, you gotta cum too,” he mumbled. With Hyunjin’s words, Felix reached down past where Hyunjin was fucking into your hole and rubbed your clit at a fast pace, making your eyes widen. Hyunjin smiled, still letting out moans. “Oh, yeah, there we go.”

“Mmm, yeah, that’s it, Lix,” you praised, pushing your hips back until it was entirely you fucking Hyunjin, Hyunjin’s ass being pushed back into Felix’s tongue and you grinding your clit against Felix’s hand. With the combination of Felix’s fingers and Hyunjin’s long length, you realized it really wouldn’t take long for you to cum around him.

“Gonna- fuck, have I been good? Are you close?” Hyunjin stammered, his cheeks blushing as he asked you. Felix hummed into Hyunjin’s rim, pinching your clit between his index finger and his thumb sharply. You whined, nodding.

“You’ve been so good, made me feel so good,” you sighed deeply, rocking your hips just a few more times before another strong orgasm overtook you. Your jaw dropped, letting no noise out as your walls pulsated around Hyunjin’s cock. You tried to catch your breathing as you rubbed Hyunjin’s neck soothingly. “C’mon, be a good boy. Fill me up baby, breed this cunt, yeah?”

Hyunjin whined again, thrusting quick and fast until you felt his cum start to fill you up, the warmth overtaking your senses. He bit into your shoulder harshly as he came, before mumbling something about being good for you. You stroked the tendrils of sweaty, dark hair at the nape of his neck, murmuring sweet nothings soothingly.

Felix clapped his hands together. “Well! That was great. But Hyunjin, you’re fucking sweaty, please have a shower.”

You giggled, and Hyunjin threw himself off of you with a groan and a displeased noise.

“Can see why Felix is so crazy about you. That pussy is something fucking else.”

“Really?” You hummed. “Well, you’re both welcome to come back for more any time.”

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