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wh0reforcoriolanussnow · 4 months

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felix and his gf being at saltburn and felix noticed ollie acting weird towards her and gets upset at him!!!!!!

The eyes, Chico. || Felix Catton x reader

A/n: YAY TY FOR THE REQUEST! PLS SEND THRU MORE

Warnings: fem!reader, Oliver being a creep, swearing, smoking, if there’s anything else lmk!

Wc: 826

Felix Catton Masterlist

Feeling Felix’s thumb rub circles on your back, you flutter your eyes open and are met with his smile. "Mornin', baby," he greets you, and you respond with a lazy smile, relishing the comforting embrace of his body. His chuckle resonates through his chest, a gentle vibration against you. "It's too early, Felix," you murmur softly, wanting to fall back into slumber.

"Breakfast starts soon, aren't you hungry?" Felix questions, a playful tone lacing his words. You shake your head. "Yes, you are. Don't lie. I can hear your stomach," he asserts with a laugh, and you can't help but crack a smile in response. "Fine," you concede.

You and Felix make your way to the kitchen, where the aroma of breakfast awaits. You greet everyone good morning, almost forgetting that Oliver is here at Saltburn too.

You don’t understand why Felix invited him over; they barely know each other. Even when you confront your boyfriend about it, he just says that he feels bad for him, that he's going through some things at home.

Honestly, he's sort of a strange guy. You always catch him looking away from you when you look at him, around school, his eyes widen the slightest when he sees you walking down the corridors, and then he focuses his gaze on the ground. One time, he even bumped into a pole because he wasn't looking where he was going.

But today, he seems even more odd. The unease is palpable as you sit down at the table. The morning sun streams through the windows, casting a warm glow on the scene.

As you and Felix engage in light morning banter, you catch Oliver staring at you. His gaze is intense, lingering longer than is comfortable. At first, you dismiss it, thinking maybe he's just lost in thought. However, the oddity of his behavior becomes more apparent as the meal progresses.

Oliver’s eyes follow your every move, and you feel an unsettling awareness of his gaze on you. It’s as if his attention is fixated solely on you. You exchange a glance with Felix, who seems oblivious to Oliver’s strange behavior at first.

You try to focus on your plate, on the conversation with Felix, but the weight of Oliver’s gaze is distracting. It’s not the kind of attention you want or need, especially coming from a guy who's already odd enough.

You try to enjoy breakfast, but the uneasy feeling persists. Oliver’s eyes seem to follow you, and you sense a strange tension in the air. However, as the minutes pass, even Felix begins to sense the unease in the air.

“You alright, Ollie?” Felix's timely interjection is a relief. Oliver shifts his focus from you to Felix and responds with a casual, "Hm? Oh, yeah. I'm good." A smile graces his face as he savors a spoonful of breakfast as your eyes flicker between the two, watching the interaction. You can't help but wonder if Venetia or Farleigh picked up on the awkward tension in the air.

As breakfast concludes, you can’t shake off the lingering discomfort. “Remind me why you brought Oliver to Saltburn again?” You question your boyfriend beside you as you continue your skincare routine.

Felix, sensing the need for discretion, swiftly moves to the door leading to Oliver's room. "Shh, don't be so loud," he cautions in a hushed tone, closing the door behind him with a sense of urgency.

"Darling, I know he's been acting weird—" Felix begins, coming up behind you, but you swiftly cut him off. "Oh, he's been acting more than weird. I could barely focus at breakfast with his eyes on me," you huff, applying sunscreen to your face, preparing for a day out in the sun by the lake. The tension in the air is palpable as you address the unease surrounding Oliver's peculiar behavior.

"I know, I know. He just has a... tendency to stare. He's probably admiring how gorgeous you are. Aren't you used to the stares?" He bends down to kiss your cheek, and you roll your eyes in response.

"He should know it's rude to stare," you say in a sing-song voice as you pack up your skincare products. "Don't mind him," Felix adds, his large hands wrapping around your bare stomach, giving your hips a slight squeeze.

The hot temperature outside and the high UV ray lead you, Venetia, Farleigh, Felix, and Oliver outside to lounge by the lake. As you settle on the blanket, the odd tension with Oliver becomes more pronounced. He positions himself nearby, and you catch him stealing glances at you.

It’s not the casual glances friends share; they're lingering, intense stares that make you uneasy. You exchange puzzled glances with Venetia, both of you trying to make sense of Oliver’s peculiar behavior.

“That Oliver has a staring problem, doesn’t he?” Venetia comments, readjusting her sunglasses that sit on her nose. “You saw the stares this morning right?” You turn your head towards her as she does the same. “I think everyone could sense the awkwardness between you two.”

You sigh, closing your eyes and turning your head back. “He’s so strange. I still can’t wrap my head around why Felix invited him here.” You try to focus on the conversation with Venetia, hoping to ignore Oliver’s odd glances. However, his behavior persists.

As you and Venetia engage in conversation by the lounge chairs, Oliver’s attention seems solely fixed on you. It’s as if he’s not present in the moment, lost in his own thoughts. The picturesque surroundings lose their charm as the atmosphere becomes charged with an unspoken tension.

“Is he looking,” You say lowly to Venetia, who discreetly looks behind you before humming. “Fucks sake,” You groan, turning your head only to find his eyes looking at his hands. Rolling your eyes, you gravitate your gaze to Felix right beside you.

Felix, sensing the unease, stands up to move his chair closer to yours, a protective gesture that doesn’t go unnoticed, especially when he places his large hand on your thigh. You appreciate his presence, but the situation with Oliver casts a shadow over what should have been a carefree day by the lake.

The discomfort peaks when you decide to take a break and lie down on the blanket, soaking up the sun’s warmth. Venetia joins you, and you both close your eyes, attempting to find solace in the peaceful surroundings.

However, Oliver’s peculiar behavior doesn’t wane. As you lie there, eyes closed, you sense his eyes on you, a prickling awareness that mars the tranquility of the moment. You open your eyes to find Oliver glancing at you again, a furtive gaze that makes you uneasy.

Venetia, too, notices the strange dynamic and shoots you a concerned look. You spot Farleigh and Felix in deep conversation, Farleigh glancing at Oliver from time to time before giving you a look, silently communicating the shared discomfort.

“Fuck this, I’m going to take a bath,” You mutter annoyed as everyone watches you get up from your towel. Perching your sunglasses on your head, you walk over to Felix. “I’m going to take a bath,” You lean down to kiss him as he hums.

“I’ll come join you in a sec,” He says, his hands toying with the strings on your bikini bottoms. With a brief exchange of nods, you make your way back to Saltburn and to Felix’s bathroom, which connected to Oliver’s room.

The cold water is already calling your name, promising respite from the tension that clings to the air. Closing the door behind you, you take a deep breath, hoping the solitude of the bath will provide the sanctuary you need.

Little do you know that the shadows of unease follow you into the bathroom. As you start to run the water, the events of the morning replay in your mind. The odd glances, the tension at breakfast—all of it weaves into a disconcerting tapestry.

Stripping off your bikini-clad body, you let out a moan of relief when your warm body makes contact with the cold water. Lighting up a cigarette, another sigh of relief escapes you.

Unbeknownst to you, Felix decides to retrieve something from Oliver’s room. As he opens the door, the scene before him freezes him in his tracks. Oliver, standing too close, is peering through the crack of the bathroom door, watching you in the bath.

Felix’s initial surprise gives way to a flash of anger. “What the fuck, Ollie?” he exclaims, his voice cutting through the silence. Your heart skips a beat as you hear the commotion outside. You hear Felix yelling as you quickly get out the tub, wrapping a robe around your naked body before emerging from the bathroom.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He screams as Oliver stammers, caught red-handed, unable to form a coherent response. You move beside Felix, rubbing your hand up and down his arm, trying to ease him down.

“You can’t just invade someone’s privacy like that,” Felix continues, his tone sharp. “What were you thinking, watching through the door like some creep?” His eyes were blown out, his face red as Oliver just stood there distressed.

“That’s so fucked up, Oliver.” You say quietly, though your tone and glare were ice cold. Oliver, looking sheepish and guilty, attempts to explain himself. “I-I didn’t mean to- I’m sorry.”

Felix’s frustration deepens, and he points out, “Sorry is going to cut it, mate. What’s been going on with you? The staring, the weird glances—it’s not normal, man. We’re supposed to be friends. She’s my girlfriend, and you’ve been creeping her the fuck out!”

The room is charged with tension as the two friends face off. Felix, normally calm and collected, is visibly shaken by the breach of trust. You stand there, wrapped in a towel, feeling a mixture of concern and disgust for Oliver and an urge to comfort Felix.

Oliver, fumbling for words, finally admits, “Y/n, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I messed up, and I completely understand if you’re mad.” Felix lets out a dark laugh, throwing his head back as Oliver gulps.

“Mate, we’re more than just mad. What you did is so fucking wrong,” Felix spat as Oliver says nothing but nods his head lightly. "I think it’s best if you leave, Ollie," you tighten the robe around your body as Felix lets out a deep sigh, running his hands through his hair as Ollie nods, his gaze on the ground.

“Of course. I’m sorry again,” he apologizes as you give him one final look, grabbing Felix’s arm and pulling him with you back into the bathroom. Felix looks over his shoulder at Oliver, slamming the door shut and locking it.

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alexxlovergirlcom · 2 months

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Farleigh Start..1

Tw:smut

Farleigh Start! Who the second he’s drunk or high, becomes a whiny baby. Begging for your attention, for you to touch him.

Farleigh Start! Who is also a little baby in the morning. Wrapping his strong arms around your waist to make sure you don’t leave.

Farleigh Start! With whom you have the deepest shit talking sessions ever. He knows every thing that’s going on in Oxford and will share it with you. You guys can spend hours spilling tea over who did what.

Farleigh Start! Who at the beginning of sex will only respond your teasing with quicks “yes” or “no” but once you start to fuck the attitude out of him he will be whimpering mess, begging, whining.

Farleigh Start! Who will try to dom you once in a while. But we all know that at the end of the day he’s a sub.

Farleigh Start! Who get off at you getting off. What get him the most is you riding his thigh. Just the sight of you going back and forth could make him cum undone in his pants.

Farleigh Start! Who definitely has a size kink. Wrapping his big hands around your throat, having to lean a lot just to be eyes to eyes with him, you looking up to him.

Farleigh Start! Who when someone does or say something you’ll talk shit about later, he gives you a little nudge followed by a certain look.

Farleigh Start! Who is the biggest party animal ever. On the dance floor you’re never alone, always with a tall curly headed boy behind you.

Farleigh Start! Who is a jealous man(no shit😨). Always asking “ who are you texting with that smile” like the mom of a teenager. What pisses him off the most is you dancing with someone else then him at a party. How dare you?! That’s literally HIS thing he does with you.

Farleigh Start! Who you begged to match outfits with. Once he accepted he loved it, everyone knowing you’re his. Not that he will ever admit it.

Farleigh Start! Who’s mindset is “ you’re with me or against me” at the beginning you two had a weird hate relationship always giving each other snarky comments. Until you realized how powerful you would be together and how much sexual pleasure he gives you.

Farleigh Start! Who’s always in the mood. If you’re horny so is he. All you have to do is ask, then boom he’s on his knees.

Farleigh Start! Who after you, his apparence matters the most. Always perfect hair, clear skin, he’ll spend hundreds of dollars on products if he has too. He use expensive parfum but the smell of his cigarettes overpower it.

Farleigh Start! Who in general is a shit talking cunt in public but a real clingy baby in private.and a sex god.

#i love him #archie madekwe #farleigh start #saltburn #farleigh start x reader #felix catton #in love #farleigh x reader #farleigh imagine #farleigh catton #farleigh saltburn #coquette #i want his dick so far down my throat it leaves bruises #farleigh smut #farleigh x you #shit talking #boyfriend #iconic

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purple-1995 · 3 months

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horny boyfriend when his gf is ovulating? (T_T)

Gods bless mother nature for giving him a whole week with you deliciously wet, sensitive and wanting him 🙏🏻🥹 he can smell it on you and it gets him even more needy and desperate to have you 🥴 Totally has a period tracker app in his phone and checks it almost everyday, because he is a good horny boyfriend 😇😏 but no matter why, if you are horny he is happy 😊 and hornier 🥵

#Horny!Boyfriend

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kuroshika · 4 months

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seeing hannibal and saltburn trending at the same time is a moment in history actually.

#hannibal #saltburn #hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal #will graham #hannibal lecter #hugh dancy #mads mikkelsen #felix catton #oliver quick #felix x oliver #hannigram #murder husbands #murder boyfriends #petition to make oliver and felix’s ship name murder boyfriends #following in the footsteps of their predecessors #kuroshika.txt

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heart0fclay · 4 months

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imagine Felix and Oliver going on holiday for a summer to the south of France or somewhere.

#saltburn #felix catton #felix x oliver #oliver x felix #cattonquick #oliver quick #boyfriends #saltburn au

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overstayedtime · 5 months

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oliver & felix stills

cattonquick stills (theyre in love argue with the wall)

thats why we love him

summers at saltburn

/that scene/

birthday boy

‘you make my fucking blood run cold’

#barry keoghan #emerald fennell #felix catton #jacob elordi #oliver quick #saltburn #cattonquick #stills #saltburn details #saltburn but theyre boyfriends #the bath scene #i love saltburn #saltburn brainrot #one chance jacob please #i love them so bad

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leiflitter · 4 months

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hey i need ur felix and oliver and cattonquick headcanon s RIGHT NOW… ❤️

Well uh uh uh there's 200k+ words on ao3 which contains some of this but... under the cut because it's vaguely nsfw in places, keeping this as like... Oxford Ladz.

Felix is shit in bed unless you turn it into a challenge/game, and even then he's lazy as fuck so good luck. Most girls don't care because shagging Felix is like being chosen by a god. His routine is: snog for a bit, maybe shove his hand down your knickers, then it's the Catton Jackhammer asap until he rolls off you and falls asleep.

Going out with Felix is generally shit. He shags you maybe 4 times, then ghosts you and you find out he's moved on by seeing him fingering another girl outside of a club at 2am. He might buy you something, but the most expensive gift he'll get you is most likely some shots or a 3am kebab.

Oliver? Good in bed because he is An Observer and will see what works then Do That Until You Die. However, he only really sleeps with girls to help Felix out (he gets the friend, Felix gets the hot girl). He mostly thinks of Felix when he does this, but tells himself it's in a lie back and think of england way. He also tends to stick to hands/mouth stuff, because otherwise it's "why aren't you hard" and he panics.

Oliver is perpetually single, despite Felix's best efforts. Felix does not understand why girls have such bad taste. He insists Ollie is an absolute legend and anyone would be lucky to have him. He also gets oddly grumpy if any girls DO organically hit on Ollie, though.

Felix's short-lived "girlfriends" all think it's a little weird that Felix touches Oliver more than he touches them. Like he won't hold hands in public, but he's got his arm around Oliver all the time? Weird. If you're dancing with Felix and go to get a drink, most of the time he'll be dancing with Oliver once you're back and it is hard to get his attention back.

Felix gives me vague adhd vibes, maybe dyslexia, but he was born in the 80s and he's rich af, so it's never really mattered because he never has to try.

Big Oliver Autism vibes, the man is MASKING but again... circumstances mean he's just brute forcing things.

Felix has been made to play Team Sports but doesn't like them unless it's for silly reasons.

Oliver likes exercising, but mostly goes to the gym to be in a weird little physical activity enduced void.

Felix has honestly been bi as fuck forever, but never really considered why he was down to let lads in his dorm snog him back in boarding school because it was just kinda the done thing. Haha, just hormones, amiright?

Both of them feel vaguely destined to become their fathers and do not want to do that.

Felix had very weird feelings for Damon Albarn as a teen but again. Never thought about it too hard, he's just a pretty man, bloody hormones again!

Oliver cannot drive. He refuses to drive. He has his provisional licence for ID and that's IT.

Felix is often trying to annoy Oliver because any attention is good attention. Oliver just wants to revise, Felix, please stop drawing dicks on his notebook.

Felix absolutely is going full hair-twirly, eyelid-fluttery, dreamboy bimbo at Oliver constantly. Oliver does not pick up on this, but Farleigh does and is honestly a little disgusted.

Speaking of- Farleigh is primarily concerned that he pegged Oliver for an absolute capital-L Loser on day ONE and now his stupid cousin is basically throwing himself at Oliver. Farleigh has theories, including maybe hypnosis or Felix having some sort of brain injury from Team Sports.

Oliver was absolutely bullied in school, but not extremely, because he learned to make himself invisible. Head down, keep going, don't react.

Oliver didn't really GET music until Felix showed him stuff that wasn't just radio pop music. Unfortunately, this was after Oliver spent way too long trying to understand why Steps were so popular.

Oliver's initial haircut is based off of Zac Efron's in High School Musical. He has never seen HSM, but something about Zac Efron made him feel weird, and it just sort of... happened. He has a type, and it's Jawline and Eyebrows.

Felix's first thought upon getting close enough for Oliver to do the Big Blue Eyes Look Up At Him was "oh no," followed by just question marks and bike panic. And also, bi panic.

Farleigh complained to Felix a lot about Oliver but never used his name. It was just "the fucking nerd in my tutorial group".

Oliver honestly didn't connect Farleigh and Felix as cousins, because he was mostly too busy trying not to be painfully in love with Felix to join the dots from a throwaway comment in his first tutorial.

The money in Oliver's wallet at the pub was meant to last for the next two weeks. Boy gotta get lunch and buy bodywash and stuff, not shots for rich kids.

Felix immediately begins relying on Oliver to know his schedule. Oliver just accepts this and sends Felix reminder texts for his tutorials.

Felix keeps leaving hoodies in Oliver's dorm room. This is weird because they are rarely in there for longer than a minute or two. Oliver wears these hoodies because Felix keeps insisting that they'd suit him. Farleigh, yes, sees this and is fucking CONCERNED.

Felix assumes he'll have to get married and have kids as it is his duty to continue the Catton Line. He keeps making weird jokes about his and Oliver's kids getting married.

Oliver says he fancies Kiera Knightley. This is incorrect. Kiera Knightley is just the closest woman he could find to Felix.

Oliver lies to his parents mostly to avoid any visits or needing to go home because going back there is awful and stifling and guilt-inducing.

A few people in their group refer to Oliver as Felix's Pet, but only when neither of them are there. Farleigh started it.

Felix's initial emotional reaction to Ollie's Field Reveal was immense pride and the urge to punch Farleigh in the arm very hard if he didn't stop staring, the pervert. Felix was not staring, he was merely pointing his eyes in that direction, thanks.

Felix always has something in his mouth and it makes Oliver want to die. Most of Oliver's pens and pencils have Felix toothmarks on.

Felix does not understand how much things cost. Oliver does. Oliver wishes Felix would stop picking things up that "made me think of you, Ollie!" Because. Felix. That t-shirt was £50. What is WRONG WITH YOU.

Felix has occasionally considered seeing if Ollie'd be up for a devil's threeway if he found someone willing. He isn't brave enough to ask, because he knows Oliver would say no, but he thinks about the idea a lot. You know. Just a regular wild Uni party thing, right?

If Oliver hadn't gone to Felix, Felix would have turned up sloppy, SLOPPY drunk outside of Oliver's room one night and had a big baby tantrum and probably shoved his tongue down Oliver's throat. It would be the worst handjob of Oliver's life, but also the best.

#leiflitter answers #saltburn headcanons #felix catton/oliver quick #cattonquick #i stand firmly on “felix sucks as a boyfriend” island come fight me

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sleepyashelio · 27 days

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no trunks allowed in the field.

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koobiess7 · 1 month

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On This Night, And In This Light

Farleigh x F!Reader

contains alcohol, smoking, praise with a little bit of degrading, fingering, cunnilingus, sex

a/n: i wrote this after a dream i had. the farleigh brain rot is seeping into my scalp. also this is my first work EVER so pls spare me.

Tonight is the night that you and all of your friends planned to have a big celebratory outing at the bar. The idea came up about almost over a month ago now, and you can’t believe how fast this night has snuck up on you.

The idea was Felix’s, to go out and celebrate the end of the school year with everyone, so of course everyone had immediately agreed. And so now, here you are, finishing up your makeup with Annabel in her room when she says “So…. Farleigh is going to be there”

You look up at her, away from the mirror where she’s sitting on her bed and she’s looking at you with a smile, her tongue poking out just a bit. You should have known she was going to tease you.

After looking at her for a few seconds, you raise your eyebrows and reply “Yeah…. He’s in our group, and Felix's cousin. Of course he’s going to be there”. Annabel lets out a quiet scoff at your reply, and moves off of her bed to sit next to you. “You should sit next to him at dinner” she whines, trailing on her sentence. “It’s obvious that you two have a thing for each other, and everyone is tired of you dancing around each other by your constant bickering. I swear, I don't know how everyone has realized except for the both of you!”

After Annabel's sudden outburst, you quickly turned your head to look at her, “I do not have a thing for Farleigh!” you say, all the while feeling your face heat up. “And there’s absolutely no way that he would ever think of me like that!” you finish with a slight chuckle and a tinge of embarrassment, knowing your face is beet red by now. “Whatever you say! I see the way that you look at each other, even when you’re chewing each other out with insults!” Annabel says with a bright smile after laughing at your exclaims.

Without much thought after our conversation, you then turned back to the mirror to apply your lipstick, finishing your makeup. You get up from the vanity and walk over to the mirror to check yourself out, fidgeting with your look a little. While you're looking at yourself in the mirror, you see the clock in the reflection and notice that it’s almost time to leave.

After your realization, you look away from the mirror and over to Annabel. “Are you ready Annabel?” you ask. You see her smile in the reflection of the vanity mirror and she turns to you, standing up to walk over to you. “Almost. Will you sit with Farleigh?” she asks, confidently. You let your head fall back and groan “Fine. Are you ready now?” you say to make her happy, and because you both need to be out the door anytime now. Annabel lets out excited giggles while jumping around a little. “Yes! I’m ready now, let’s go!” She says while she grabs your hand and pulls you out the door, locking it behind you.

Once the door is locked, you both start making your way out of the building towards the parking lot where you get into the passenger seat of Annabel's car, while she gets into the driver's seat. Once you're both in and buckled up, Annabel starts the car and begins the departure to the bar.

Walking into the bar giggling about the car ride, we hear some of our friends call our names over the loud music, so you make your way over to the large circular booth to sit down. Annabel scoots into the booth first and you follow after her, leaving a wide gap between the two of you, and an open space next to you since not all of your friends are here yet. After greeting the few friends on the other side of the table and a couple minutes of small talk, your friends seem to spot the rest of your group, calling them over to greet them.

Distracted by a question asked by Annabel, you feel the seat next to dip, mentally questioning why this person has decided to sit so close to you. You turn your head to greet them, and as you’re about to speak, you stutter, taken aback by who’s sitting next to you. Farleigh. Of course. You think to yourself. With your mouth agape, you quickly snap back to reality, realizing he’s not looking at you. Thank god. You snap your mouth shut and turn to face Annabel in a panic, only to be met with a smug smile.

You make wide eyes at her and mouth the word “help” as she giggles. Your panic is soon interrupted by the sound of Farleigh clearing his throat. He’s close enough to you that you can hear him over the loud music. Why could he possibly want my attention? You think as you throw a glance at him over your shoulder, then turn your attention to the table.

A few seconds after ignoring Farleigh, you feel a jab to your side which leads you to react by snapping your head to look at him with a glare, and a gritted “What.” slipping through your teeth. Farleigh raises his eyebrows and a smirk starts to form. Preparing yourself for the smart remark you know he’s going to make, “’S kinda rude to not say hi to your best friend's cousin don't you think?” He says with a quick nod.

You scoff “Why would I say hi to you, Farleigh?”

He lets out a quiet chuckle and looks down before looking back up at me again. “C’mon, I know you missed me” he smirks. His answer makes you let out a short laugh, departing from the conversation he’s trying to make with you to join back in on the conversation happening at the table. Something about alcohol when a couple seconds later you’re being asked what you’d like to drink.

You ask for an espresso martini, to help keep the tiredness from sneaking up on you that’s lingering in the back of your mind, and to give you the liquid courage to deal with Farleigh and his sly remarks. You’re gonna have to keep the drinks coming if you’re going to be sitting next to him the whole night.

Just as the waiter leaves the table, the distance between you and Farleigh seems to get impossibly smaller, “That’s not a denial” he whispers with a sultry look on his face. You can only look at him, not sure what to say, before looking away and back to the table again with a hint of panic on your face.

Felix, who is seated across the table from you seems to notice your look of distress and decides to insert you into conversation. “Y/n! Glad to see that you decided to join us instead of locking yourself in your room.”

You are notoriously known for turning down invitations to go out most of the time to study and focus on your coursework, so Felix’s statement doesn’t surprise you. It’s only fair for him to be able to tease you about it being best friends and all.

You let out a string of giggles, feeling your face heat up a bit due to all of the attention on you. “Thought it would be fun to go out with everyone before the end of term” You say with a shrug. “I can’t stay inside forever now, can I?”

Felix smiles at you, then to Farleigh pointing a nod to the two of you. “Looks like someone is excited to see you tonight, huh Farleigh? Give the girl some space”

You and Farleigh look at each other, and Farleighs expression looks mischievous as his eyes move from yours to your lips and back up to your eyes again. “She missed me so much, of course she wants to sit next to me.” Farleigh smirks as he snakes an arm around your waist, resting his hand on your stomach above the fabric of your tight shirt.

You let out a quiet gasp at Farleighs actions, feeling extremely flustered knowing you probably look it too. Trying to play it off, you giggle again not knowing how to respond, ultimately feeling yourself leaning into Farleigh instead of away.

Thankfully the conversation has drifted away from you and Farleigh, though you’re still pressed up against his side leaning your head against his shoulder. You suddenly feel Farleighs arm move out from behind you, his hand making its way down to your thigh.

You decide to stay still, not wanting to bring any attention to you, but your breathing is getting quicker and deeper as his hand makes its way underneath your skirt tracing the outline of your panties, running his index and pointer fingers underneath the elastic band, his touch ghosting your skin which sends a shiver down your spine.

Trying to keep as quiet and unphased as possible, you can't help but let out a quiet whimper, wrapping your arms around Farleighs arm to grab ahold of something, anything to keep you grounded.

Just above you, you hear Farleigh giggle quietly leaning down to whisper into your ear as best as he could with your head pressed into his arm, “You look so good all dressed up, darling.” His praise causes you to let out a breathy gasp and quiet whimper into his arm once again.

You hear him inhale as if he’s about to say something when he’s whispering into your ear again, “So needy and wanting. You’re a mess. Want to be touched so badly.” You can only close your eyes tightly, swallowing harshly before panting and dropping your head to rest against the back of the booths cushion.

Farleigh watches you as you fall back and follows you to speak into your ear. “Take off your jacket” he says. You willingly do so, handing it to him so he can lay it over your lap as a makeshift blanket.

Suddenly you remember that you’re still sitting around all of your friends. You open your eyes to see if anyone is looking at you, and to your surprise, everyone seems distracted with their own conversation.

Since you seem in the clear, you turn your head to face Farleigh and sit up to lean back up against his arm. “You never answered me, darling.” Farleigh whispers down at you. You inhale before looking up at him, gathering courage before whispering back at him. “Please touch me, Farleigh”

Before you can even finish your sentence, Farleighs fingers move from the space just underneath the elastic of your panties, down to rub his fingers around your folds which has you squirming and burying your face back into his sleeve.

“You’re so wet, baby.” You can’t help but whimper, this time a little bit too loud. “Shhh baby, don’t want our friends to see you fall apart on my fingers, do you?” You can only hope that the music is loud enough to cover up Farleighs actions, replying with a small shake of your head, which makes Farleigh press a kiss to the top of your head “Good girl. Keep quiet for me, okay?”

Farleigh gives you no time to reply before he moves his fingers to rub your slick up and down between your folds, sometimes teasing you by stopping to circle around your entrance, before continuing his ministrations. “Farleigh, please” you pant before he decides to slide both fingers into you, causing you to return to his sleeve.

“Good girl, taking me so well, so quiet for me” he whispers before starting to pump his fingers in and out of you at a slow pace. It’s almost like he’s trying to make you squirm, and it’s working as he drags his fingers along your walls, continuing to pump them in and out of you.

“Hold still for me, baby. Don’t want anyone to hear your pretty pussy.”

You continue to breathe heavily into Farleigh and try your best to obey him and stay still. You really don’t want anyone to hear or see just how pliant you are for him. Just as your breathing starts to even out and you can think at least a little bit clearer while Farleighs fingers are inside of you, he gives you no warning as he suddenly picks up his pace, causing you to gasp loudly and grip his arm as tightly as possible.

He only speeds up for a few seconds because of your gasp, which drew Annabel's attention to you. “You alright, y/n?” You look at her with wide eyes and smile, “Yeah” you giggle “Just hit my knee on the table” you giggle again suspiciously, Farleighs fingers still working in and out of you underneath your jacket.

Annabel furrows her eyebrows at you before breaking eye contact with you to look at Farleigh. “Alright” she says, glancing back at you for a second, and spinning her body back around to continue her conversation with your friend.

You turn back to Farleigh. “Tsk, naughty girl” he whispers. You can only stare at him before he starts to twist his fingers inside of you at a fast pace again. You react by clenching your thighs together, falling back into Farleigh and gasping for air. He chuckles at your reaction, slowing his ministrations.

As you’re catching your breath, Farleigh places another kiss on the top of your head before pulling out his fingers with a quiet squelch causing you to pant into him again. Farleigh can’t help but let out a chuckle at you before he’s turning away from you.

You let out a confused hum, realizing Farleigh is asking to get up to go use the restroom. You feel a little sad watching him walk away, and as he leaves your field of sight you can’t help but slump into the back of the booth, recovering from what had just happened.

Once you’ve sat there with your eyes closed for a couple of minutes, you think to yourself and realize that Farleigh still isn’t back. You open your eyes to look around for him but see no sight of him. It doesn’t take much for you to decide that you’re going to go look for him, so you tap the person closest to the outside of the booth to ask if you could go use the restroom. Of course they politely oblige, so you put on your jacket from your lap and get up to start walking towards the restrooms.

Approaching the single use restrooms, you walk up to the door of the male restroom, lifting your fist to knock. “Farleigh?” you ask, waiting for a response. No one replies so you sigh, maybe he’s outside. You think as you start walking towards the exit of the bar.

Stepping outside into the chilly air, you take a glance to the left, and then the right where you spot Farleigh standing there, smoking a cigarette in his own little world. You waste no time, walking over to stand next to him. “Farleigh?” you say. He looks up at you, blowing cigarette smoke out of his mouth. “What’re you doing out here?” he asks. You furrow your brows, smile and let out a nervous chuckle. “Looking for you, I guess”

Farleigh lets out a hum, and silence follows. After a few seconds, you inhale to speak again “Share?”

He looks over to you like you said something wrong, your smile dropping. “What?” you ask as he takes another drag of his cigarette before handing it to you. You take it between your fingers with a smile. “Didn’t know you smoke” Farleigh says as you take a drag, blowing it out. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me Farleigh Start.” You pass his cigarette back to him.

He hums again in response, taking his cigarette back. “I do know that you like my fingers inside you”

You choke on your spit, coughing a couple times before clearing your throat. Farleigh laughs at you. “Can’t handle the truth I see” He says, nodding his head and taking another drag of his cigarette.

“Who ever said I couldn’t?” you remark. “I dunno” he sing songs, walking closer to you so that you’re looking up at him. “Wanna prove that theory?” he asks while looking down at you.

You can feel your face heat up again for what feels like the millionth time while looking up at Farleigh with shock. For some reason you’re surprised he’s asking you this. Instead of overthinking and asking anything further, you decide to just enjoy this while it lasts. You can ask questions later.

You blink at Farleigh, a smile creeping onto your face, your eyes traveling down to look at his lips before you close the gap between you. You share a few slow, sensual kisses, reaching up to put your arms around his neck. You separate to breathe, only for your lips to be devoured by Farleigh a second later.

Although this time, the kiss is hungry and hurried as he hums into your mouth, one hand reaching around you to grip your waist, the other on your ass. After a few more hungry kisses, he pulls away, making you whine. “Come with me.” He breathes, grabbing your hand to pull you behind him.

You trip a few times as he’s pulling you along with him in his long strides. He’s taking me to his car, you think. A couple seconds later Farleigh lets go of your hand to grab his keys out of his pocket. You’re still following as he unlocks his car that sits in the seemingly deserted parking lot. He turns around with a smile, grabbing your hand to pull you around to the driver's side of the car with him.

You’re standing close to each other again as he reaches down to grab your face and pull you into another kiss, which turns into multiple before he's sliding his hand down to grab your waist again, using his left arm to open the car door.

Farleigh pulls away from you to take a seat, sliding his chair as far back as it can go and reclining the backrest a smidge. As he’s adjusting his seat, you realize what’s happening. An excited smirk is making its way onto your face once again, and it’s when Farleigh is finished making his adjustments that he looks up at you.

You don’t even give him the chance to sit up to grab you before you just about jump into the car to straddle him, shutting the door once you’re in. You sit there on top of Farleigh for just a few seconds, panting with pure excitement as he has no choice but to sit there, looking at you with surprise.

“Eager, aren’t you?” He just barely mutters before you pounce on him once more, closing the distance between you and swallowing him up in desperate kisses. You can’t help but grind down on him, moaning into each other's mouths.

Farleighs hands are on you, and they’re everywhere. Moving from your hair, to your neck, your ass, your waist, just about anywhere he can reach. A few moments later, you pull away from him. You’re both panting as you reach down to undo his pants, Farleigh taking that as a hint to start taking off his flannel, his shirt following.

Once you get his jeans unbuttoned, you quickly remove your jacket, throwing it into the passenger seat, leaving your shirt on. You move to sit up off of your calves, hovering above his lap silently hinting him to raise his hips to pull down his jeans, when all of a sudden you hear, “Turn around”

“What?” you ask

“I said turn around.”

You do so, confusedly and as easily as you can in a car. Your head is by the steering wheel with your arms resting on the dashboard, leaving your legs still straddling Farleigh from behind.

“Good girl” Farleigh says as you feel him grab your hips, lifting them so that your ass is now eye level with him. He swats your asscheek, the sound echoing throughout the car and pulling a quiet moan out of you. “So so pretty.” Farleigh praises.

Without hesitation, Farleigh pulls your skirt down to rest around your ankles, resting his left hand on your hip and his right hand on your right asscheek, where he starts rubbing at your clit over your panties. You let out a moan, egging him on to move from your clit to feel how wet your panties have become.

“You’re soaked, baby. Want me really bad, huh?” he says with a smirk.

“Please Farleigh” you whimper while rocking your hips back and forth, your hole clenching around empty space. Farleigh moves to bite your right asscheek, leaving a mark behind. Pulling back, he finally focuses on where your pussy is hidden behind your panties. Trailing his hand up your thigh, he pulls your panties down to join your skirt around your ankles.

Pulling more and more whimpers out of you, Farleigh wastes no time before leaning in to put his mouth on your pussy, pulling a loud moan out of you while taking turns to lap at your entrance and suck on your clit.

Farleigh can’t help but groan against you as he sinks his fingers into your hole, pulling more moans out of you as you squirm against his mouth, clenching and unclenching your fists, seeking for anything to grab ahold of.

Farleigh groans, continuing to suck at your clit, sometimes moving to lick at where he’s pulling his fingers in and out of you, causing you to fall apart around him. “So wet baby, so needy and dripping” he rasps, pulling away from you as you whine at the loss of his warm mouth around you.

“Farleigh please, need you” you whine

Farleigh chuckles. He’s so hot. “Turn around for me, darling”

You’re moving immediately, changing positions to straddle Farleigh again, but the correct way this time. Once you’re turned around and situated, you’re being brought into a kiss, letting out a hum. Your hands move down between your bodies to tug at Farleighs jeans where they’re already unbuttoned, not moving to break your kiss.

Farleigh lets out a hum of acknowledgement, moving to lift his hips and tug his jeans down, underwear included. He groans as his hard cock is finally freed from the restraints of his jeans. You waste no time immediately moving your hand down to start tugging at his hard cock from head to base, pulling another groan out of Farleigh followed by a “Fuck, baby. Feels so good”

You whimper at his praise “Want you inside, Far”

Pulling out another groan from him as you thumb the slit of his head, he reaches out to rest a hand on your face, pulling you into another kiss “You’ve been so good for me, baby. Want you to ride me.” You whimper and drop your head into the crook of Farleighs neck, leaving wet kisses as you stop to breathe heavily against his neck.

Keeping your head in his neck while your hand guides Farleighs cock up to your entrance, you whimper before sinking down, moaning loudly as you bottom out. You start grinding your hips slowly when all of a sudden Farleigh plants his feet firmly on the floor, moving to grab your waist firmly before starting to thrust in and out of you at a brutal pace. You moan loudly diving back into the crook of Farleighs neck while trailing your hands up and down his body. He’s making you feel so good you can only writhe around, desperate for more.

“Farleigh! Farleigh! I’m close” you moan into his neck, causing him to slow down his pace ripping a loud whine out of you trying to chase after your sweet release. “C’mon baby, I know you can do it” Farleigh pants out, still catching his breath from his brutal pace. You swallow one last breath in Farleighs neck before you sit up, your body shaking from how horny you are.

You plant one hand firmly on the center console and the other on the window that's now completely foggy with condensation, and start lifting your hips up and down. Definitely not at a pace nearly as fast as Farleigh was just going, but a pace just fast enough to have you both moaning.

Just as Farleighs head falls back with pleasure, you take that as an opportunity to plant both of your hands behind you on Farleighs knees. You suddenly start riding Farleigh to match his brutal pace earlier, grinding as you ride him just the right amount to have him gripping your thighs and letting out a string of moans. “Fuck baby, I’m so close” Farleigh pants.

You slow your pace to lean into Farleighs ear “Come on my face Farleigh” you whisper before quickly pulling off Farleigh to sink onto the floor between his knees. Taking his cock into your mouth, you start bobbing your head and stroking what couldn’t fit into your mouth with your hand at a rhythmic pace. Farleighs hand immediately shoots down to grab your hair, trying his best not to thrust up into your mouth. “Baby I’m coming”

That’s all you needed to hear before you pull off of Farleighs cock with a pop and a smile, when streaks of warm white come start to cover your face. Farleigh can only groan at the sight of you before he starts gathering up his come with his thumb, before pushing it into your open, eager mouth. You swallow with a hum, and get up to straddle Farleigh once again.

You start kissing him, still desperate for your release when you feel him hum against your lips, pulling away. “Sit on my lap, darling, let me finish you”

Farleigh doesn’t have to tell you twice before you’re moving to sit in his lap, your back leaning against his front. He leaves kisses on your neck while he moves his right hand to rub at your clit. Your head falls back as you let out a moan, Farleighs left hand moving to spread your legs apart before slipping his fingers back into you.

He starts at a slow pace that feels so good, dragging his fingers against your walls as you grind up against them, as well as dragging moans out of you. “I know you’re close baby, so desperate.” He says as he drags his left hand from holding your leg open up to rest around your neck, squeezing just a bit. Farleigh feels you moan around his hand and lets out a groan.

“Come for me, baby, you’re so good for me” he whispers, keeping his fingers stationary inside of you while stroking your insides at a fast pace. Farleighs fingers feel so good inside you like this you can’t help but squirm, trying to close your legs. As Farleigh removes his hand from your neck, moving it to pin your legs open, you move your hand to clit, rubbing it in fast circles. “Farleigh! I’m coming!” you say as you let out one last moan, twitching on Farleighs fingers still inside you.

“That's it, that’s my girl. Did so good.” Farleigh says, talking you down from your high before pulling his fingers out as you rest against him, eyes closed, catching your breath. You can’t help but start laughing. “What? Why are you laughing?” Farleigh asks with a nervous chuckle, like he missed out on a funny joke.

“I proved your theory Farliegh! We really just had car sex” you say with a smile once you finish laughing. “Yeah, I guess we did,” rasps Farleigh with a sly smile.

“I guess you aren’t so bad after all” you mumble. “Round two?” you question, spinning your torso to smirk at him. Farleigh let’s out another laugh as he grabs ahold you, pulling you in for another kiss.

Maybe you could get used to this.

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#SCREAM #cattonquick #felix catton #oliver quick #saltburn #barry keoghan #jacob elordi #I want two boyfriends…

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wormswurld · 4 months

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watched saltburn again last night for the 4th time and my god is this movie so special to me. i will forever be grateful for it, every little detail and shot and line is just so perfect. like y’all know there’s yourself pre nbc-hannibal and post there’s like that but for saltburn. thank you emerald fennell ❤️

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HEAR ME OUT!! ollie thinking felix is single right, hanging out at oxford and everything and then one night felix is nowhere to be seen and he finds him with a girl. turns out feliz is vv much not single but ollie knows her as the smart girl of the school so he's shocked by the pairing?!?!?!

Who would've thought? || Felix Catton x reader

A/n: I actually hate how I did this but oh well, also, my first felix catton fic did so well so quickly!!!! so happy you guys enjoyed it :)

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex, drinking, idk rlly im so bad w my warnings 😭

Wc: 764

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"Gorgeous, isn't he?" Your voice causes Oliver to flinch as he whips his head to where the sound of your voice came from. "W-what-" He stammers. You giggle at his behaviour, taking a long drag from the cigarette before dropping it to the ground and stepping on it.

"I see the way you stare at him, Ollie. I don't blame you though, he's a sight for sore eyes," You sigh, leaning your head against the wall, watching Felix with his friends.

Oliver didn't know what to say. He only stared at you before gravitating his gaze back to Felix. Oliver knew you as one of the smartest girls at school, your grades rivalling with his.

"You can admit it. He's gorgeous." You open your mouth again, turning your head at Oliver with a grin. He gulps. "I-uhm-" He began before you interrupt him, "Come on, Ollie" Your tone was playful.

"He's gorgeous." Oliver quickly replied as you smile. You push yourself off the wall, patting Ollie's shoulder before leaving him standing there dumbfounded.

"Fuck!" You curse as you feel the hot liquid cascade down your front. You let out a loud groan, throwing your coffee cup in a nearby bin. "I'm so sorry-" "It's fine! Completely fine," You mutter to the idiot who bumped into you because his eyes was trained on a book.

You let out a deep sigh, checking your watch. You would be late if you turned back around to change. "Hey! Y/n!" You hear a voice call out from behind you. Turning your head you spot Oliver coming your way on his bike.

“Hey?” you greet him with a hint of confusion. Without a word, he unzips his backpack, pulling out a plaid shirt. “Wear this to cover the spill,” he suggests, a warm smile accompanying the gesture. You conceal any distaste with a subtle expression, graciously accepting the offered shirt.

“Uhm-” “Just return it later when you can,” he cuts you off, not giving you time to answer before riding off. You stand there, looking down at the plaid shirt, before letting out a sigh and slipping it on.

“Cute shirt, babe,” your boyfriend chuckles, and you respond with an eye roll, sitting down with a loud huff escaping your lips. “Don’t even. Some idiot bumped into me on the way here,” you mutter, opening your notebook aggressively.

Farleigh strolls in, joining the two of you, “Woah, loving the shirt, y/n. Where’d you get it from? The charity shop?” He jokes, prompting you to scowl at him. He raises his hands in surrender as Felix’s chuckles resonate beside you.

“Jesus, what’s got your panties tied up in a knot?” he laughs, taking a seat beside you while you choose to ignore him. Suddenly, Felix exclaims, “Oh, shit! Farleigh, we gotta go. Professor Davies wants to see us,” checking his watch before swiftly getting up.

Farleigh vents his frustration with a groan, “Sorry, babe. See you later?” Felix plants a kiss on your cheek, and you nod in response, waving the two boys off before redirecting your focus to the notebook in front of you.

“Hey,” you raise your head to find Oliver approaching. Flashing a warm smile, you greet him with a friendly, “Hi Oliver,” your attention briefly returning to your book as he stands there, exuding a hint of awkwardness.

“I’ll make sure to return your shirt once it’s washed,” you reassure him, receiving a silent nod in acknowledgment. Returning to your book, you shift your attention back to him, “Is there anything else you need?” He nervously scratches his neck. “Do you mind if I study with you?” His question catches you slightly off-guard.

“Absolutely, feel free,” you graciously respond, rearranging your belongings to create space for him to settle. A warm smile graces his face as he takes the offered seat, expressing gratitude with a simple “Thanks.” You reciprocate with a light chuckle, assuring him, “No problem at all.”

“He is such a nerd,” Farleigh snorts as you roll your eyes, your fingers moving to play with Felix’s necklace around his neck. Noticing your quietness, Felix looks at you on his lap. “You okay?” He says quietly as you hum, taking a sip out of his glass, before pressing your cheek against his, your eyes wandering around the table.

“I should probably go now, I don’t wanna study too late,” You let out a quiet sigh as you get up from your boyfriend’s lap. Felix lends a helping hand to adjust your skirt, smoothly guiding the denim down while playfully patting your ass, accompanied by a mischievous grin.

“Where are you going? It’s still so early!” Annabel shoots you a disapproving frown from across the table. “I really need to study for that test tomorrow,” you respond, the playful boos from others resonating as you playfully roll your eyes.

“Listen, I’ll buy the next round yeah?” Your offer is met with enthusiastic hoots as you chuckle. Rounds tend to be costly, especially with our group, but being part of a wealthy family, the expense doesn’t faze you.

Felix joins you in fetching the drinks before you wave at your group and make your exit. Outside, the cool night air embraces you as you walk down the stairs, and a twinge of regret sets in over your choice of attire.

Lost in thought, you accidentally collide with someone. Looking up, you find yourself face to face with Oliver, whose initial surprise transforms into recognition. “Oh, Oliver, hey,” you manage a smile, and he reciprocates it warmly.

“Hey. You headin’ back?” He gestures behind him with his thumb, and you nod, “Yeah, studying for that test we have tomorrow morning.” A chuckle escapes you as he nods, an awkward silence settling between the two of you.

“Is it, uh, busy in there?” Oliver speaks up. “Hm? Oh. Uhm, no, not really,” you shake your head. Another moment of silence follows. “Listen, Ollie, I should really get going,” you purse your lips as he moves aside. “Yeah, of course,” he offers you a warm smile, and you nod your head, walking away.

Over the course of the next couple days. Felix and Oliver had become very good friends. You would hear Felix’s recounts of his day when the two of you were entangled in each others arms and it always included Oliver.

The party rolled around and you found yourself dancing with Felix, your ass on his crotch as the two of you seamlessly moved to Sexyback.

With one hand cradling a red plastic cup filled with alcohol, and the other clasping a partially smoked cigarette, Felix guided your hips skillfully, his touch resting casually on your hipbone.

“You look so fuckin’ hot,” Felix exclaimed loudly over the music as you smirk to yourself, already abit tipsy. “Do you wanna go somewhere?” You reply back to him, turning around as he eagerly nods.

You giggle to yourself, knowing what the rest of the night would consist of. Fucking Felix. You stumbled as Felix pulled you along the house. “Fuck, these heels,” You moan in annoyance.

Eager to reach his dorm quicjly, Felix scooped you up in a bridal carry, one arm under your knees and the other supporting your back. A light squeal escaped you, drawing the attention of those around, their curious stares following the two of you.

The second he shut the door behind him, your clothes littered his room as he ravenously attacked your lips, his hands roaming around your body as you let out quiet moans, enjoying the way they groped every inch of your body.

Meanwhile, Oliver was roaming around the party, completely and utterly bored. He first wandered around looking for someone he knew, but that was only three people. You, Felix, and Michael. Michael wouldn’t even be there, so just you or Felix.

Acknowledging the fact that neither you or Felix were here, Oliver’s gaze fell on Farleigh at the other end of the room. With a joint in hand, reclining on the couch, Oliver decided to test his luck and headed in Farleigh’s direction.

“Do you know where Felix is?” Farleigh looks Oliver up and down before raising an eyebrow at him. “Why do you wanna know?” His tone was flat, bored from talking with Oliver already.

“Just wonderin’,” Oliver shrugged awkwardly. Farleigh, taking a long drag, nonchalantly answered, “He went back to his dorm, I think,” his tone uninterested as he flicked ash from his joint.

“Thanks,” Oliver nods his head before turning around. The walk to Felix’s dorm was all too familiar for him, often spending time there whenever he and Felix hung out.

He knocks on the door. No response. He knocked again. Still no response. Oliver then tried the door handle, twisting it only to find it unlocked. Opening the door with a loud creak as his eyes look around the dimly lit interior of Felix’s room.

“Felix-“ Oliver cuts himself off as he realises what he just walked in on. A feminine gasp reached his ears as he instinctively tried to avert his gaze. “For fuck’s sake, mate!” Felix’s irritated voice resonated, accompanied by the rustling of sheets in the room.

Felix quickly moves to cover the both of you as you screw your eyes shut. “Can’t you fuckin’ knock Ollie?” Felix exasperates as he slips on his boxers, his frame still covering you from Ollie’s eyes.

"Sorry, the door was unlocked, so I thought-" Oliver began, but Felix cut him off, "Yeah, well, you thought wrong," accompanied by an annoyed chuckle. You reached for Felix's shirt, slipping it on as you sat on the bed.

Oliver couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity at who Felix was fucking; there was no denying it. It couldn’t have been Annabel or India—two girls he's often heard talking about Felix as if they were together—both of them were at the party when he left. So who was it? “Seriously mate. If I don’t answer, I’m either not here or don’t want to answer,” Felix runs his hands through his hair.

He was very bothered that he was interrupted. Felix hated being interrupted in the middle of things. Especially sex with you. “Felix, it’s okay,” You rest your hand on his shoulder as he looks back at you.

Oliver's jaw hung open, frozen in a momentary state of shock, as your head playfully emerged beside Felix. His eyes widened as he tried to process the unexpected sight before him. A cascade of questions flooded his mind, evident in the incredulous expression on his face. "Hi, Ollie," you greeted with a light chuckle, amusement dancing in your eyes as you observed his stunned reaction.

The air seemed charged with a mixture of surprise and curiosity as Oliver stammered through his words, attempting to articulate the myriad of questions racing through his mind. "I- What- Are you two-" he fumbled, his sentences colliding in his attempt to understand the situation unfolding before him.

Felix, ever nonchalant, cut through the awkward tension with a matter-of-fact tone. "She's my girlfriend," he stated, his words hanging in the air. As if to emphasize the point, you casually moved to sit on Felix's lap.

A moment of stunned silence enveloped Oliver. Felix had a girlfriend, and it was you. The revelation hit him with unexpected force, leaving him momentarily breathless. Questions swirled in his mind, and he couldn't comprehend why no one had ever mentioned it before.

"Why do you look so shocked, Ollie?" Felix chuckled, a lighthearted tone in his voice, while you added to the teasing atmosphere with a playful giggle. You could practically sense Oliver's head spinning with the unasked questions, creating an intriguing air of mystery around the situation.

Oliver's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his expression a mix of confusion and surprise as he processed the unexpected pairing. He released a nonchalant shrug, attempting to mask the internal whirlwind of thoughts.

"No one’s ever said anything about it, I just assumed you both were single," he admitted, his eyes fixed on you and Felix. Oliver's head continued to shake in a subtle attempt to grasp the reality of you being in a relationship with Felix.

A faint smile played on your lips as you tilted your head at him, a touch of amusement in your gaze. "You never asked," you pointed out casually, your words hanging in the air. Oliver's lips formed a perfect 'O' as he absorbed the implication, silently nodding in acknowledgment.

The room was then engulfed in an awkward silence, the weight of unspoken words lingering in the atmosphere. Sensing the discomfort, Oliver took the initiative to break the tension. "Uhm, I should get going," he announced, his hand absently scratching the back of his head. Felix, understanding the unspoken cue, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, go ahead."

Oliver's lips pursed, his gaze flickering between you and Felix, caught in a moment of realization. With a slightly awkward smile, you innocently waved at him. "Bye, Ollie!" you chimed in a light-hearted manner, attempting to alleviate the awkwardness as he leaves the dorm.

Felix couldn't hide his amusement. "You really didn't tell him?" he asked, breaking the silence with a playful smile as he looked down at you. In response, you innocently shrugged. "I didn't think it was that necessary to bring it up, besides, he really never asked."

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