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weekofsunday · 2 months
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Just imagine Felix fingering you while holding your throat with another hand. His strong body cages yours from the back. His smell surrounds you. His deep voice whispering sweet and dirty words in your ears.
My good little girl. My perfect slut. Mine, only mine. This pretty pussy is only mine, right?
He keeps pulling orgasm after orgasm from you. Overstimulating you, fucking you out of your brains, and making you squirt. You're his cute little slut, why need brains when he's there for you, right?
Felix. Felix. Felix. You are overwhelmed with him being around you; in you. Everything around you is Felix.
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straykeedz · 4 months
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When kinktober is over could you do felix x virgin reader if you haven't already? That would be amazing💜
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felix x virgin!reader for you sweet anon! hope you like it ♡
tw: female anatomy; fingering (f receiving); handjob; nipple play; protected piv sex; loss of virginity; clit play; hints at blood but nothing graphic; ♡
smut, minors dni. 🤨
it was meant to be a 2k words drabble… it’s 6,1k words 🤐
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“This...” Felix starts, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he uses a stick to draw a perfect heart around the two standing figures he just made, “is us.”
A big, bright happy smile spreads on his face as he points at the two little snowmen standing next to each other, holding hands - well, holding branches, technically. Felix looks so happy and proud of his creation - two little snowmen who look like very much like you and him. However, something is missing.
“They’re cute, but...” you trail, before dipping one finger in one snowman’s face to give it two little eyes and then a wide smile. Then, you repeat the same action also on the other snowman. “Now they’re happy too, just like us. Together and happy.”
Felix nearly melts at that because it’s true, you are happy - he’s the happiest with you. He pouts and sniffles, although he’s just playing with you, he’s not actually tearing up. “Sweetheart...”, he whines, intertwining his cold fingers with yours, before pulling you closer. “This is so us - happy and in love with each other. And so cute, too!”, he squeaks, looking at the two now smiling snowmen.
It had snowed early in the morning.
It’s the first snow of the season, and the first snow you get to witness together with Felix. You love snow, and he does too, especially as Christmas time is approaching. Your first Christmas together - you don’t know it yet, but Felix already got you a present, one that is carefully hidden under his bed in a cute package. He can’t wait to give it to you, he’s sure you are going to love it.
He nuzzles his nose with yours and smiles at you. You can’t help but notice how cute he is - with his nose red and so, so cold, smiling at you so brightly it makes your heart melt. Your favorite person in the whole world is right in front of you, and you are dating him - could you be any luckier? You are the one who gets to kiss his lips, to hold him close to you, to run the pads of your fingers all over his pretty freckles - yes, you are the luckiest.
You love him - your heart starts to pick up its pace at the realization. You want to tell him so bad, but every time you try to get the words out of your mouth they’d just get stuck. You love him. You love him. It almost feels surreal, to feel a love so deep and overwhelming in the best way possible.
You abruptly pull away from him only to let out a couple of sneezes, covering your nose and mouth with your hands as you do, and Felix chuckles at how cute you are. Right after you sniffle, he lets out a chuckle and pokes your cheek with his finger, making you shiver from how cold his touch is. “Let’s get inside, I don’t want you to catch a cold.”, he says, intertwining his fingers with you.
“Wait.”, you quickly pull your phone out of your back pocket. “Let me take a picture first!”, you smile at him, before snapping a picture of the two snowmen together - it’s definitely going to be your new lockscreen.
“Wait, I’ll take one too.”, he’s quick to take his phone out of his jacket and do the exact same thing.
“You do know that I could’ve just send you the pic I took, right?”, you giggle as he types the passcode to his house. Then, he pushes the door open and motions for you to get inside like a true gentleman would, even though you’ve been dating for a few months already and there’s really no need for this kid of chivalry between the two of you anymore.
Felix’s house is warm and even though you love snow, you have to admit you like being warm better - you don’t particularly like to be shivering and trembling all the time when outside. You take off your jacket and, even though it isn’t cold inside, you shiver nonetheless from the lack of layers on your body. Felix notices.
“Oh, are you cold?” Felix pouts at you, taking off his own jacket and hanging it on the coat rack. You are about to answer him that no, you’re alright, but you shiver once again, involuntarily. “Ah, sweetheart, how about I make you a hot tea, hm?”
You nod, and he cups your face in his hands, much warmer now, before he leans in to kiss you on the lips. “It would be perfect.”, you whisper on his lips.
“Then go to my room and make yourself comfortable under the covers to keep yourself warm. I’ll be there soon with tea and some snacks, and then we can watch a movie or something. Sounds good?”
You nod once more and then hurry to his bedroom. You’ve been there before, of course, and the two of you would cuddle there most of the time anyway since Felix lives with a roommate - that way you can have all the privacy you need without risking being interrupted. Not that there’s much to interrupt anyway - you haven’t taken that step forward yet.
You and Felix have been dating for nearly six months, but haven’t had sex yet. You’d done other things, though, like foreplay and stuff like dry humping, but things never escalated, even though you literally saw each other naked. He’d had his hand in your panties and his fingers inside of you a few times already, and you’d done the same as you both took your time to learn how to pleasure each other the right way. He’d also gone down on you a couple of times and pleasured you using his lips and tongue, making your body literally shake from the intensity of the orgasm that had washed all over you.
He’s more experienced than you. It’s not that hard, being more experienced than you - considering you are a virgin. Felix knows that, and that’s why he never pressured you into anything, and only touched you when you asked him to first - however, whenever he is around you, he still treats you as if you were made of glass and he were scared to break you, and never really initiates things unless he’s one hundred percent sure you are into it too.
Felix’s bedroom smells like something sweet - you can’t really describe the scent, but it smells just like his skin. You smile as you make your way inside his bedroom, taking a look around the room - perfectly clean and tidy as always, his gaming station impeccable, with all of his action figures displayed in a certain fixed order. And then on the bed - a bed made incredibly neatly, lies the plushie you’d gifted him a couple of months before. You are kind of surprised to see it on his bed and not with his other plushies.
“Ah, I told you to get under the covers, sweetheart.” Felix’s voice makes you jolt in surprise, and you turn to look at him - a cup of tea in each hand and a bright smile plastered on his beautiful face. “Sorry I startled you.” he chuckles, “I just don’t want you to be cold or get sick.”
“You didn’t give me time!”, you giggle. “I thought it’d take a while for the tea to be ready.”
“That’s the magic of having a wired kettle, the tea’s ready in no time.”, he giggles, too, then places the two cups on his desk. “It’s still super hot, maybe we should wait a bit before drinking it.”
You nod, then sit down on his bed and take the plushie in your hands. A cat, with small ears and a fluffy tail. You smile at the memory of how happy he was when you’d gifted it to him. “Why is it on your bed and not with all your other plushies?”, you ask Felix, your eyes set on him as he, too, sits down on the bed, next to you.
“Yah, don’t be ridiculous!”, he gasps dramatically - such a drama queen. “It’s not like the other plushies, this one is special. It deserves a more special place.”, he explains, and a shy smile spreads on your face.
“Yah, stop it...” you squeak, embarrassed, as you feel your cheeks turning pink.
“It’s true, though!” Felix insists, taking the plushie from you in his own hands. “You gave it to me, it surely makes it the most special plushie I own. Cannot compete with those lame ones.”, he chuckles, pointing at his plushie collection, on a shelf above his gaming station. “I sleep with it.”
You look at him with wide eyes. “You sleep with it? Like, do you actually cuddle it?”, you ask, kind of surprised.
“Yah, of course I do! It smells like you!”, he quickly answers back, as if you just asked him the stupidest question. “When I close my eyes, it almost feels as if you’re next to me. It helps for when I miss you.”
You could honestly melt right here, right now.
You look at him, mesmerized by how freaking handsome he is - he looks like a dream. Sharp jawline and a perfectly curved nose; plump, heart-shaped lips, so soft every time he presses them against yours in a sweet kiss. Beautiful freckles all over his cheeks and nose - a perfect constellation on a perfect face. And his eyes... the most beautiful you’ve ever seen, of a deep brown color and so, so sweet. God, you’re so in love with him, and you want him to know - you want to tell him, and you want to show him.
He doesn’t know it yet, but you really think you’re finally ready to take the next step - to have sex with him for the first time. You’ve been thinking about it for a while now, and you’re sure about it. You love Felix, and you trust him with something so important to you - so, you want him to be your first. You’ve been thinking about it for a while, yes, but you never felt readier than now. Just looking at him makes your heart hammer in your chest and your head spin, and you feel the physical need to be as close as possible to him.
“Felix?”, you call his name softly, and he snaps his head in your direction immediately, lifting his gaze from the plushie he’s still holding in his hands.
“Hm?”
“Can we get under the covers and cuddle? I’m a bit cold.”
It’s only partially an excuse. Felix smiles at your cuteness, then nods, and in a matter of seconds you both find yourselves under the soft covers of his bed, as he pulls you closer to his body to keep you warm. You fist his hoodie with one hand, as he gently rubs your back over the thick material of your own hoodie, your leg thrown over his lap. Then, he kisses you on the top of your head, and you quickly snap your head up to meet his lips.
“Kiss.”, you pout.
“Want a kiss?” Felix rhetorically asks you, and chuckles when you nod, looking him in the eye.
His lips are warm against yours, and soft - they always are. He doesn’t really deepen the kiss until you delicately tap his lower lip with the tip of your tongue - only then he lets his tongue brush your lips. Your fingers let go of the fabric of his hoodie to cup his cheek as your soft kiss turns into a desperate make-out session. - tongue swirling, lip biting, heavy breathing, your chests rising and falling quickly.
It takes a ridiculously short amount of time before you can feel your wetness pool in your underwear, and Felix grows hard inside his boxers. He’s quick to let his hand reach his crotch, ready to grab his growing bulge in order to hide it from you - he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable, he does it every time, thinking you won’t notice, but you always do. This time, you wrap your fingers around his wrist and stop him, and he knows you can feel how hard he is now.
“‘M sorry.”, he mutters, embarrassed, pulling away from the kiss, and you notice he’s blushing a bit.
“It’s okay.”, you quickly say, before crashing your lips on his once more.
Then, with your fingers still wrapped around his wrist, you move his hand until his soft fingers brush the hem of your leggings. You don’t miss the way his breath hitches in his throat. You two already did that, he already touched you down there with his fingers, but it’s been a while now since he last did it. You let his fingers brush the hem, before you let them slip under the waistband, and that’s when Felix abruptly pulls away, looking at you like a deer caught in the headlights.
“Sweetheart, are you sure?”, he asks. He wants nothing more than to pleasure you, but he also wants to make sure you really want it.
You nod, smiling at him shyly. “Yes.”, you whisper on his lips. “Touch me.”
Once more, Felix sucks in a breath - your words send a shiver down his spine, and he hopes you can’t feel the way his cock is now impossibly hard in his sweats. You can. And you can’t wait to wrap your fingers around it. You can’t wait to feel it inside of you for the first time.
Felix’s fingers brush your clothed pussy over the fabric of your panties, and it’s enough to make you shiver - meanwhile, he still places a few kisses on your lips every now and then. His fingers touch you right where your clit is, and a soft whimper leaves your mouth as he applies the littlest of pressure on your sensitive bud. You kick your head slightly back, which allows him to attach his plump lips to the soft flesh of your jawline and neck. You feel him smirk against your skin once the pads of his fingers brush the wet spot on your panties. The next thing he does, is hook his fingers on your panties, pulling them to the side to finally touch you properly. Felix’s digits brush your wet folds, and you both moan to the touch as he coats them in your hot arousal.
Felix knows how to touch a woman, he knows how to touch you. He only had his hand down your panties a handful of times, yes, but he made you cum every single time, and it was always a mind-blowing orgasm that left you panting heavily. The first time he touched you, he made you cum from stimulating your clit only. The second time, with your consent of course, he slipped one finger inside, then two, and made you cum from repeatedly brushing your g-spot. The third time, you nearly passed out, because he stimulated both your clit and your g-spot at the same time.
“Can I put a finger in, sweetheart?”, he asks you, leaving an openmouthed kiss on your neck as the pad of his middle finger brushes your folds.
“Hm-hm.”, you hum, nodding your head swiftly, impatient to feel him inside of you.
He slides the first finger painfully slow, but you gasp nonetheless. You can’t help but wonder how it’ll feel when he’ll slide his length inside of you for the first time. Oblivious of your wild, dirty thoughts and your true intentions, Felix starts to slowly pump his finger in and out of you to let you get used to the feeling.
“Another one.”, you whimper, and he has to fight a moan from escaping his throat as he easily slips another finger inside of you.
You feel hot and wet around his fingers, and you’re squeezing them so tight he almost can’t move them inside of you. Instinctively, he thrusts his hips to meet yous like a natural reflex, which allows his hard-on to brush your crotch and makes you both whimper. Felix stops moving his fingers inside of you when he feels your own fingers slip down the hem of his underwear.
“Sweetheart...” a shaky breath leaves his lips when you wrap your cold fingers around the leaking tip of his hard cock. “You do- you don’t have to.”, he whispers, looking you in the eye.
You smile at him, then peck his lips as you squeeze him, making him whimper. “I know. I want to, I love touching you.”, you say as you start to slowly pump him.
Your touch is so different from his own, Felix can’t help but notice. In a better way, naturally. You’re delicate when you squeeze him, slow with your movements as you move your hand up and down his length, gracious when you brush his leaking slit with your thumb to smear his arousal all over his cockhead. Usually, when he masturbates, he does it hard and fast, as his only goal is to cum - when you do it, though, you like to take your time with it, admiring every reaction of his, taking in the faces he makes, the way his lips part and his eyebrows furrow as he’s about to cum. He’s the first man you touched so intimately, the first man you craved to pleasure - you love to see him unravel under your touch.
It’s the same for him - he’s absolutely whipped for the way your eyes roll in the back of your skull every time you’re about to orgasm, the way your toes curl, the way you wrap your fingers around his wrist and look him in the eye as if to say please, don’t stop, not now. And he would never. He loves to feel the way you clench around his fingers as you cum for him, letting out a whimper as your chest rises and falls due to intensity of your orgasm.
As you’re about to do now, after his fingers brush your sweet spot one more time - you’re so close. Initially, you thought about asking him not to make you cum, because you wanted to do it around his cock for the first time, but then you remembered you’d read somewhere that it’s better to be as relaxed and lubricated as possible, so that the feeling will be more pleasant. That’s why you don’t try to hold back or to fight your orgasm as you feel it approaching.
Your hand, slipped under Felix’s underwear and wrapped around his thick, hard cock, stops moving as you recognize the not-too-familiar-yet-still-familiar feeling starting to build up in your lower belly, your legs already starting to shake as they do every time he makes you cum from g- spot stimulation.
“Hm, are you close, sweetheart?” Felix asks you, placing a kiss on your jaw. He doesn’t seem to mind that you stopped touching him.
You nod, already panting. “Yeah, ‘m close.”, you whine, squeezing your eyes shut.
With the right pressure on your g-spot, you cum around Felix’s digits, finally finding your release with a high-pitched whimper that makes his cock twitch. Your walls clench and pulsate around him as you coat his fingers in your orgasm. Still breathing heavily, you hide your face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his cologne and the scent of his skin.
“You did so well, sweetheart.”, he kisses the side of your head as he slowly pulls his fingers out of your sensitive pussy. Normally, he’d waste no time in wrapping his lips around his own fingers to lick off your arousal from his skin, but this time he’s interrupted by you, resuming your movements on his cock, pumping him a bit quicker now.
“O-oh, love.”, it’s his turn to squeeze his eyes shut now.
You gasp at the new pet name - you already love it. You love him.
You feel him twitch in your hand and he thrusts his hips to meet your movements. “Don’t cum, not yet.”, you tell him, snapping your head up to meet his face. He opens his eyes and looks at you confused as he fights off a moan.
“Why?”, he whines, he must be close already, so you stop moving your hand completely.
Your heart starts to hammer inside your chest, and you swallow the lump in your throat. You’re about to tell him. You’re gonna tell him you’re finally ready to make love to him for the first time, that you want him to take your virginity. You’re thankful you’re lying on the bed right now, otherwise your knees would’ve give in, you’re sure.
“Felix, I...”, you take a deep breath. You’re telling him, you can do it. “I’m ready. I want you to make love to me.”
He sucks in a breath, and his eyes widen, his lips part. “Wha- are you- are you sure, sweetheart?”, he sounds sincerely panicked.
You nod quickly. You don’t want him to think you’re just saying this because of the heat of the moment, you need him to know you’re really sure about this. “I’m sure, I really am. I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, and... I trust you, and I want you to be my first.”, you take another deep breath. “Felix, I lo-“
“No!” Felix nearly shouts, which startles you. “Shit- sorry, sweetheart. But you’re not doing this.”, he places a kiss on the tip of your nose. Then, he pulls out his fingers from your panties and wipes them off on his hoodie to clean them from your arousal, before he cups your face with both of his hands. Meanwhile you take your hands out of his sweats, too. “You’re not telling me that you love me before I do.”, he chuckles, seeing your panicked expression.
“But-“
“No.”, he whispers on your lips, looking you in the eye. “I love you. So much, and I’ve wanted to tell you for a while now. I was going to do it tonight.”, he nuzzles your nose with his.
Your heart is beating so fast in your chest you’re scared you’re actually gonna pass out, and tears start welling up in your eyes. “I love you.”, you finally say it back. “I love you so much, I’ve wanted to tell you for a while, too!”, you pout.
Felix kisses your pouty lips sweetly. “I love you so, so much, sweetheart.”
You kiss him back, slipping your hands under his hoodie, brushing his naked back your fingers, and he shivers at your cold touch. “I love you too.”, you kiss him on the lips once more, then gently bite his lower lip, which makes him whimper. “Now make love to me.”
Felix’s heart hammers in his chest, and it’s his turn to swallow the lump in his throat. This is a big thing - he’s gonna take your virginity. There’s no turning back from that, it’s not something that can be undone, like in video games. But you trust him, you just told him that, and you want him. And God, he wants you too.
So he nods, looking you in the eye. “Okay, sweetheart.”
Felix’s fingers grab the hem of your hoodie and he slowly lifts it together with the t-shirt you’re wearing underneath it, exposing your naked stomach. You do the rest, crossing your arms over your torso and pulling it off in one swift motion, letting it fall on the floor. Felix bites his lip once his eyes take in the sight of you wearing nothing but a lacy, see-through bra, wanting nothing more than to swirl his tongue around your hardened nipples. In one quick motion, he sits up on the mattress and takes off his hoodie, letting it fly across the room without a care in the world, which makes you giggle. You slide your leggings down your legs as he does the same with his sweats. He nearly drools once he finds out you’re wearing matching panties, which means he can clearly see the outline of your pussy. Little does he know it’s the same for you - the sight of the bulge in his boxers is turning you on like crazy.
“God, love, you’re so beautiful.” Felix compliments you, voice husky as his eyes take in your barely clothed figure, spread on his bed. He gets closer to you, lying on his side, brushing your cheek with the back of his knuckles. His touch burns on your skin - you want him so bad.
“You’re pretty handsome, too.”, you giggle, biting your lip.
He smiles as well, then leans in to kiss you on the lips. The kiss is not exactly sweet and soft like the other times - this time it’s lustful, hot, desperate, filled with anticipation of what’s about to happen. And then Felix’s lips move to the corner of your lips, then your jaw, kiss you all over your neck until they reach your collarbone, then the valley of your breasts. Without uttering a single syllable, you arch your back, giving him silent permission to unclasp your bra. He manages to do that on the third try - stupid shaky hands. He’s nervous too, how could he not be?
Sooner than later, your bra ends up on the floor as well, falling right next to your hoodie. Felix is delicate when he cups one of your breasts with one of his hands, and he’s even gentler when he wraps his lips around your nipple, wetting your sensitive nub with his saliva. You let out a choked moan when he gives it a long suck and hums against your skin. Then, you feel his hot, wet tongue swirl around it, and that’s when you run your fingers through his hair, delicately tugging at it.
“Felix...”
He whimpers, with your nipple still in his mouth, and it’s the hottest thing ever. You can’t wait to hear the sounds he’ll make once inside of you. His lips let go of your nipple, and you suck in a breath once the cold air hits your skin.
“You make me crazy. You know that, right?” Felix rhetorically asks, looking absolutely fucked out from just sucking on your tits. You find it absolutely cute and incredibly hot at the same time.
He doesn’t wait for an answer - instead, he starts to leave a series of kisses that go from the valley of your breasts to your navel, stopping only when he reaches the hem of your panties. Yes, he can definitely see the outline of your pretty pussy, especially from this angle, and it’s making his mouth salivate.
“Need to taste you, sweetheart.”, he mumbles, kissing your inner thigh, as he hooks his fingers on the side of your panties. “Need to taste this pretty pussy, it’s been so long...”
“But... I want to cum around you...”
Felix nearly has a heart attack.
“Sweetheart, you- you’re gonna be the death of me.”, he chuckles, but he’s serious.
You giggle, propping yourself on your elbows to look him in the eye. “I’m only saying the truth, though.”, you say. “I want to feel you inside of me for the first time. I’ve waited enough.”
Felix really does want to eat your pussy, but he can do it some other time. He already made you cum earlier, so he doesn’t worry whether you’re stretched out or wet enough, because he knows you already are - plus, he’s going to use lube anyway. So, he nods, and then sits on the mattress once again only to take off his underwear, sliding his boxers down his thighs, freeing his hard cock in the process. It’s thick, and it’s hard. It looks even harder than it was before, and a little bit intimidating, but you want it anyway.
“Let me grab a condom.” Felix whispers on your lips before he pecks them quickly.
Felix had bought a box of condoms and a bottle of lube when he first started going out with you, before he even knew you were a virgin. He never really mentioned, especially not after you confessed your inexperience, because he didn’t want to make you feel pressured or anything. He’d bought them just in case, he wanted to be prepared if the opportunity ever presented itself. His hands are a bit shaky as they fish a condom from the box, and then the lube. Meanwhile, you take off your panties, your heart beating fast in your chest. You’re not nervous, nor anxious - if anything, you’re thrilled.
Too lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even realize he’d already put the condom on his hard length and is now squeezing a generous amount of lube on the tip of his cock and on his fingers as well. Then, he positions himself between your spread legs, kneeling between them as he smears the thick lube all over his length - with the same fingers, he brushes your folds, using the lube to coat your entrance as well. He wipes the excess on his thigh, not really caring about the stickiness. Not when you’re right there, lying on his bed, legs spread for him as he’s about to enter you for the first time.
“Are you still sure you want to do this with me, sweetheart?”, he looks you in the eye as he asks you this question.
You nod, and smile at him. “Yah, of course I am. I love you, remember?”
Felix’s heart beats fast in his chest. He takes a deep breath, then swallows the lump in his throat, and aligns the tip of his cock with your slippery entrance. His body hovers over yours, and all of his weight is shifted on his elbow, as he uses his other hand to hold the base of his cock, not entering you yet.
“You ready, love?”, he asks you, pecking your lips once more.
“Ready.”, you take a deep breath.
And he pushes in. Delicately, thrusting only about an inch inside of you, and you try your best not to tense or clench around him as he sinks deeper in you. His hand lets go of his cock and he is now able to balance himself on his two elbows, positioned on each side of your head. He looks you in the eye as he pushes inside a little bit more, but stops abruptly when he feels you whimper and clench.
“Hurts?”, he asks, voice hoarse and deep.
You shake your head as a no, breathing through your nostrils. It doesn’t hurt, it’s just slightly uncomfortable, but nothing unbearable. You only have to get adjusted to his size. “Nope.”
“You sure?”, he furrows his eyebrows, not entirely convinced.
“It’s a bit uncomfortable, but it’s okay.”, you tell him. He looks panicked as soon as he hears yourwords. “Felix, relax. I’m good, I’m enjoying it.”, you reassure him, nuzzling your nose with his. “You’ll tell me if it gets too much, right?”
You nod. “Promise.”, you smile at him and kiss his lips.
He pushes the rest of his length inside at an excruciatingly slow pace, and the both of you let out a deep moan once he bottoms out. You try to look down to where your bodies meet, and he does the same, biting his lip when you clench around him, your walls squeezing him deliciously tight. He’s not going to last long, you feel amazing, wrapped around him like you’re made for him.
“You feel so good, love.”, he praises you, placing a soft kiss on your bare shoulder. “I love you so much.”
“You feel good inside of me.”, you return the compliment. “You feel so big, I feel so full.”, you whimper.
You chuckle when you see him widen his eyes. “Yah, don’t- don’t say things like that!”
“Why?”, you furrow your eyebrows.
Felix’s cheeks turn pink. “‘Cause I’m not gonna last long if you do.”, he admits, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.
You giggle, then wrap your arms around his back, delicately scratching his skin with your fingernails. “Ah, don’t worry about that. Let’s just enjoy the moment, alright?”, you mumble, kissing the side of his head, breathing in the scent of his hair. “You’re already making me feel so good...”
But nothing compares to when he actually starts to move inside of you. A shiver runs down your body when he pulls almost all the way out, before thrusting back inside slowly, allowing you to feel every inch of his thick cock parting your folds. Your head falls back on the soft cushions and you roll your eyes back when he does it again, which makes you get goosebumps all over your skin. You quickly intertwine your fingers with his, squeezing his hand, and he stops thrusting.
“Am I hurting you?”, he asks, and you notice his breathing is already heavy.
“No- no, feels good. Move.”, you mumble, focusing on the feeling of having him inside of you. Felix chuckles, and resumes his thrusting. “You can- do it a bit faster now.”, you pant. It doesn’t feel uncomfortable anymore, now you’re relaxed enough and are completely enjoying it.
Felix moves a bit faster like you asked, but still not too fast, because he doesn’t want you to be sore later. You squeeze him incredibly tight when he brushes a spot his fingers know well, although it feels much different now that it’s his cock brushing it, it feels more intense.
“You’re so tight, oh my God.” Felix pants, cock already throbbing - he’s not going to last long, he’s so close. “I’m already close, I’m sorry.”
“I’m-“ you’re cut off by a moan “I’m close too. Could you... maybe...?”, you mumble incoherently, hoping he’d understand what you want to say.
He does, bringing two fingers to his lips before spitting on them, then placing them on your sensitive, neglected clit. He starts to rub you there, drawing circular shapes on your throbbing nub, shivering each time you let out a whine or a whimper or literally any other sound. He knows you’re close when your walls start to pulsate around him and squeeze his cock incredibly tight, making it impossible for him to move inside of you and God, he’s so close to his own release... He lifts his gaze to you, looking you in the eye as he continues to rub your clit until he feels your legs starting to shake - that’s how he knows you’re cumming.
“Felix, I’m- I’m cumming.”, you pant, digging your nails in his flesh, holding onto him for dear life as you fall apart with his cock buried deep inside of you.
You throw your head back and squeeze your eyes shut as you let the wave of pleasure was over you, and before Felix knows it - he’s releasing too, filling the condom with spurts of his seed as he lets out a deep, hoarse grunt. Surprisingly enough, he doesn’t feel bad about finishing so soon, because at least he made you cum too. Still breathing heavily, he lets his head fall in the crook of your neck, kissing your soft flesh.
“Was it good, love? It didn’t hurt too bad, did it?”
“It was perfect.”, you kissed his head, and he lifted his head to peck your lips. “You were perfect.”
He smiles at you, caressing your cheek. “You were perfect, too, my sweetheart.”
He can already feel his cock softening, so he’s quick to hold it by the base, ready to pull out. You wince slightly, realizing you’re starting to feel a bit sore between your legs. He gets up to take off the condom and get rid of it, but as he does that, he notices a couple of red spots on it, and instantly feels bad at the thought he hurt you, even if it was completely unintentionally. He ties a knot on the condom and throws it into the thrash can next to his bed.
When he comes back to bed, he wraps his arms around your body and pulls you closer, kissing your head as he caresses your naked back with one hand. Only then he realises that his heart is still beating fast in his chest - he loves you so much...
“You don’t have to go to classes tomorrow, do you?”, he murmurs, intertwining your legs with his.
You shake your head, lifting your head to look at him. “Nope. Our professors emailed us this morning. They cancelled their classes because of the blizzard.”, you try your best to fight back a yawn. Felix notices and chuckles - you’re just so cute.
“Sleep here tonight?”
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in2heartz · 9 months
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always needing more
sub!felix x sub!reader - smut (mdni pls and thank u)
wc - 2460
warnings - fem reader, piv, legit just straight smut, fingering, praise ofc, begging (more like pleading ig ??), fem receiving oral, cumming in v, very soft aftercare but not too much description, mattress grinding poor felix :( hes so cute in this
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it all started with a kiss.
a long, deep, nasty, wet kiss.
it had been a few days since felix had seen you, being so busy with his work schedule and unable to find a time when he didn’t have to crash on chan’s couch for the night.
the biggest problem was this made felix long for you even more than usual.
felix wasn’t necessarily a needy sub, but he was a giving sub. always wanting to make you feel good and keep you yearning for him. he’d find all kinds of ways to get you riled up and it always made him want to submit even more.
so, when he walked into the house and immediately smashed his lips onto yours once he saw you, you weren’t very taken aback.
his hands gripped your face and yours clutched onto his hips, both of you moaning into the kiss and relishing in the way your tongues smacked against each other. he gripped his fingers into your hair to deepen the kiss, smiling at how your toes were now keeping your feet high off the ground in order to meet with his devouring of your face.
“need you.” he whimpered into your mouth.
“need you more,” you responded, pushing your hips out to grind against his.
he continued his attack on your mouth as he stumbled the both of you towards the bed, wasting no time in climbing right on top of you. both of your moans strung each other on, the dry humping becoming more and more desperate as you whined into each other's ears.
“fuck, felix. i missed you so much.” you broke the kiss just to tell him, but he took it as his go-to move down to your neck.
his tongue glided across your collarbones and up the length of your neck, making you shiver and cling to his arms right above you.
“missed you more, need to make you feel good.” he said, leaving wet kisses and small bites all across your neck.
you pushed yourself up off the mattress to now work his neck, biting his shoulder first and whining in response to his pretty moans.
“want to make you feel good, too, lixie.” you whispered next to his ear.
“want to be so good for you,” he said in response, smiling down at you and your pretty pout.
your hand trailed down to palm him over his pants, you giggled at the instant twitch of it once you applied more pressure.
“feels so good, please don’t stop. my turn, too.” he gasped out while bringing his now shaking hand towards your pants.
he was quick in sliding his fingers through your layers of clothing, moaning at the feeling of your wetness on his fingers. he stroked his fingers up and down, going at the same pace as your hand and making just as much noise as you were.
“please, please, please, don’t stop, lixie. i can't stop making you feel good. i’ll be good if you keep doing it for me, please, my lixie?”
he nodded at your pleas, feeling his head already wash over in pleasure and his subspace. all he could think was god, i love the way she touches me and i love how i touch her.
“tell me i’m doing good, baby. let me hear you say it.” he cried out, bucking his hips into your hands now that you finally pulled his pants and boxers down to get a good grip on him.
“you’re doing so good, lixie, please don’t stop. never stop, i never want you to stop.” your rambling continued as he brought you closer and closer to your high.
his lips came down to yours again, making your moans fuse with his and the vibrations of them urge him to make you cum even more. he felt so overwhelmed by his pleasure, but giving you yours added even more pleasure for him. he loved to watch you fall apart and you felt the same.
“baby, i need to taste you, right now. you’ve been so good for me. so pretty. let me, please?” he begged, his pretty puppy eyes making it so hard to even think about saying no.
“please do, i’ll make you so proud.”
he worked his way down to your cunt, kissing along your stomach and reaching up to hold your hands while he pleasured you. he kissed and licked up and down your thighs, squeezing your hands as he groaned into your skin.
he couldn’t get enough of you, feeling every inch of you in all 6 of his senses.
it was driving him crazy.
the way your body tensed and how good you smelled. or how you sounded so soft and looked so pretty. you thought the same about him, too. your good boy being so good for his good girl, it was a perfect match every time you were intimate with each other that it almost became overwhelming sometimes.
he licked you like he was licking a dripping ice cream cone, tongue never leaving the surface and covering every area that needed the service of cleaning. as he sucked and licked you, he began to rub himself against the soft yet roughness of the sheets. it made him even harder than he was before, his moaning against you making you cry out for him over and over again.
felix’s pleasure was starting to wash over him, making him feel like he was losing himself in between your legs. he rutted against the sheets and rutted against your cunt all at the same time, the mix of your moans sounding beyond pornographic and stringing both of you on even more.
you tugged at his hair with one hand and kept the other tightly wrapped in his, both of you leaving small crescents into the top of each other's hands because the pleasure was all becoming too much.
“i’m so close, lixie. please, let me cum.” you whimpered, squeezing your thighs tight around his head.
this only got felix closer,
“i’m close, too, princess. almost done for you, love. just a little more.” he barely gasped out through his devouring.
he felt your thighs get stronger against his face and the way you were getting wetter and wetter as he did his work, his mind getting all foggy and dizzy because he was so overwhelmed with both of your pleasures. he didn’t even realize it, but he was now full on thrusting into the bed. his eyes welled up with tears and his grip on you got harder, so determined to pleasure his princess and make her feel so good.
you encouraged him, too. telling him to be a good boy and cum for you just like you both deserved.
his thrusts into the soft mattress became harder and slower, but the contrast to his mouth on you was almost comical. he lapped at your juices and made out with your pussy just to do it, but as your eyes slammed shut and you lost control of your whole body, so did felix.
his high-pitched moans were more than enough to get you to your high, too. you both came together, something not uncommon in your relationship as you both had the same tendencies and needs when it came to sex.
before he could even catch his breath, you grabbed his arms to pull him towards you. tasting yourself on his tongue and hungrily making out with him once again. you were smart and quick with your movements, somehow flipping him over and crawling your way down the bed to where his cum was left.
he nearly came again watching you lick up his release, groaning and holding back tears because of how overwhelmed he felt.
“that make you feel good, baby?” you asked him, kissing up his legs and giggling at how fucked out his face was.
he nodded at your question, using his strength to push you on top of him. he helped you sit up on his lap, your cunt sitting right on top of his dick laying hard on his stomach.
“still horny.” he whined, grabbing your hips and grinding you down on his length making you gasp.
“it’s too much, lixie. i don’t think i can go again.” you tell him.
“but you wanna be good, right, baby?” he asked, a small smirk splayed on his face.
he knew what he was doing. felix didn’t sub all of the time, he was the perfect example of a switch. sometimes he’d start as a sub and then suddenly want to dom, or vice versa. which also worked perfect for you because you often felt the same. except for these moments when you were both so far into subspace that it was barely possible to form words that made sense, he still took advantage of it to string you on even more.
you nodded and slowly pushed yourself back and forth on his length, falling forward and gripping his shoulders when the feeling became too strong.
he licked your wrist, looking up at you with those pretty big eyes as he pretty much sucked hickeys into your wrist and arm.
“fuck, so good.” he moaned, squeezing his eyes shut as he felt you get wetter on his most sensitive part.
“wanna keep going, felix. wanna keep feeling you all night.”
he giggled at your desperation, using his hands to grind you back and forth on him. he pulled your hips down, adding more pressure to the both of you.
“you’re so pretty, so sweet and so giving. you love it, don’t you? when we get all desperate and needy.” he said, looking at you with his eyes barely open.
you could only nod. he knew what his words did to you whether he was subbing or not. especially when he said ‘we’. he always had to address the both of you, feeling as if you were connected 24/7, which was quite accurate. he saw your pleasure to be equal to his, always wanting to give and take as long as it was reciprocated.
as your movements got faster and your breath got so easily caught in your throat, felix knew you were close again. he had an even better idea, now.
while your eyes were closed and head was laid back, felix slipped inside of you. making both of you gasp out in shock, you to his sudden length filling you and him to the warmth and wetness of your walls.
“want to make you cum even harder, baby. please, i need to feel you cum around me.” he breathed out.
“oh, felix, please do.” you whined.
his grip on your hips got harder, his lips became more red as he bit down on them, he was so fucked out. all he wanted was to feel his and your release and he was determined to do all of that.
“fuck- i already feel like i’m gonna cum.” he groaned, his eyes pretty much rolling back to his head while his forehead dripped with sweat.
his head tipped back as you started to grind on him harder than you were before, now squeezing yourself on his length and using your fingers to play with his nipples. the pleasure was becoming too overwhelming, causing him to squirm and writhe into the bed as you overworked him. his high-pitched moans and begs for you to keep going were just adding to his pleasure now, getting himself off on how good he was for you and how good you always were for him.
“please, please, please, let me cum. i can’t hold it.”
“i don’t think i can either, felix. need to feel you in me.” you told him, continuing your teasing on his nipples and grinding on his hips that you’re sure will be so sore for the both of you in the morning.
without even thinking, he instantly shot his load inside you making him groan and practically drool on himself from how wide his mouth was. you took advantage of this and brought yourself down to his chest to make out with him as you felt the warmth of his release fill you to the brim. felix felt like he couldn’t breathe, emotionally and physically. you always were capable of pulling his soul right out of him and being so stingy with putting it back and he could never get enough of it.
you pulled away from the kiss, asking him, “my good boy, was i good for you, lixie?”
“too good for me, baby. i’m sorry i made you so messy.” he said, hiding his face in your neck because he always felt embarrassed when he covered you or filled you with his cum.
you pressed a kiss to his nose,
“never too messy when it’s from you.”
he blushed and giggled at your comment, slowly pulling himself out of you.
regardless of which role felix played, he always made sure to finish off with the best aftercare. he cuddled you for a bit, holding you close to his chest and pressing kisses to the top of your head as many times as he could. he told you how well you did and how he always enjoys being intimate with you. he always gave you the option of a shower or quick clean up, even if he already knew the answer.
“mkay, time to clean you up, pretty.” he threw on his sweatpants, now walking to the bathroom to get a warm towel to clean you up.
he wiped you very carefully, leaving kisses and light love bites at all the places he spent time at. you stroked your fingers through his hair while you did so, making him smile up at you and remind you much he loved you. once he was done, he climbed back into the bed and pulled you close to him once again. your legs tangled with his and your arms wrapped tight around him, your face was smooshed into his neck and you could still hear how fast his heart was beating. it was moments like these that made you feel grateful for the relationship you had with felix. there were no rules or lack of fairness and he always knew how to make you feel loved. you would never be able to feel unloved in the presence of felix as he somehow always knew what to say, what to do, how to talk to you, the list went on. as expected, he held you close to him all night like if he let go you’d melt into the mattress. he fell asleep with you, dreamed of you, and woke up to you every single day, always wearing the same soft smile.
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note - he is my baby and the man i love and adore i want to smooch him and take care of him. sub felix just makes me dizzy. i hope u guys like thisss, i’m kinda nervous about sub x sub like i’m hoping i did it well. pls lmk what u think <3
tags - @telesvng @felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna @softiejoon
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becomingmina · 2 months
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Mommy - smut w/Felix. 18+only mdni.
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"You want to be call mommy so bad?" Felix asked, aggressively pushing his dick into you again. You were on your back hands gripping the pillow underneath your head as loud whines fall from your mouth. “Lix!”
“Wanna be my mommy so bad but can't even form a thought after seeing my cock?" He says before slamming back making your tits jiggle.
“Wanna be my mommy but can’t even stay on top,” he chuckles at you, making fun at you for losing in the game you wanted to play so much.
Felix finally gave in to your request of wanting to top him and you thought you were able to take control but that all went south when he presented his red aching hard dick out for you to sit on. You instantly pleaded for him to take over when you sat down on him. Next second you were flipped on your back, crying as he starts to fuck the audacity out of you.
“God.. Love my mommy's big tits so much. Hmm.. so big,” he groans reaching out to fondle with your left boob.
“Mm- I’m close Lixie,” you egg him on with the nickname, one you use only when you find him cute in bed, which was rarely. He chuckles at your brattiness but is loving every second of it.
Being call Lixie when he’s the one in control turns him on so much just like how you find getting called mommy when you’re doing absolutely nothing is hot.
"Yeah, want to be a good mommy and trap me?" He says also reaching his release as your wet cunt continues to sucks him in. You gasps at his words.
"Come on, be a good mommy and wrap your legs around me.. so I can cum deep in your pussy," he arouses you on more and you whimper. You comply and your legs comes up to wrap around his waist as you feel his thrusts gets faster.
"Fuck mommy, you're so sexy," he says as you both reach your climax together. You lock him in letting his cum fill you up. Soon after he collapses on you, letting your pussy squeeze every last drop of him.
He pulls out and leans on his hands observing his cum that is dripping out of you.
“Gotta be a good mommy and keep it inside,” he says using his finger to push it back in. You’re still so sensitive, whimpering at his every touch.
“God. Mommy is so hot. I’m still so horny for my mommy? Can I fuck your tits?
{I love lixie sm}
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sluttywonwoo · 9 months
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for the lix thots... catching him jerking off 🤭
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you walking in on felix with his cock in his hand was not how he imagined confessing his feelings to you… but here he was, dick still hard (throbbing, actually), head hung in shame.
it would’ve been bad enough if you had just caught him jerking off. but no, he had to go and make it a million times worse by blurting “i only think about you sometimes!” as soon as he locked eyes with you.
it was a lie, obviously. he thinks about you all the time, even when he’s not jerking off. but when he is, his thoughts always drifts to you. it’s not like it’s on purpose… ok sometimes it is but usually he tries not to think about you because you’re a friend and he shouldn’t think about you that way.
friends don’t think about eating their friends out, or kissing their friends’ necks while they have their fingers buried inside of them. and friends definitely don’t think about the faces their friend makes when they cum. absolutely not. never.
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“fuck, i’m so sorry!” he cries, yanking a pillow onto his lap.
“no, i’m sorry, i should have knocked,” you insist. “but um, can we circle back to the thing you just said a minute ago?”
“i was hoping we could skip past it,” he mumbles.
“we can’t.”
“about that, i’m really really sorry. that must sound so creepy, and i’m sure it’s hurtful to hear that someone you thought to be your friend was thinking about you like that-”
“actually i was offended,” you interrupt, and felix’s heart sinks to his stomach. “why don’t you think about me all the time?”
???
“pardon?”
“why am i not the only one you fantasize about?”
it’s dark in the room but felix thinks you’re pouting.
“you… want me to?” he asks, unsure.
“well, yeah. i think about you all the time.”
“WHAT?!”
you shrug like it’s no big deal. “you’re hot. i think you’d be good in bed. but we’re not talking about me right now.”
“i think we should be.”
“lix, focus.”
he clears his throat, nodding. “right, so what i said was actually a lie.”
you frown. “you don’t think about me?”
“if you’d let me finish,” he cringes at the double entendre in his hand but pushes through, “it was a lie because i think about you all the time. you’re the only person i think about. i… only said that because it was the first thing my horny brain could conjure up when you walked in on me and i thought it’d somehow make the situation better.”
“you’re ridiculous.”
“i know,” felix whines, leaning his head back against the wall. he hears you moving around his room but he doesn’t open his eyes again until you clear your throat. you’re a lot closer than you were just a few seconds ago, and you’re staring down at felix with an air of amusement dancing in your eyes. he can see you a lot clearer now that you’re not so far away, now that your figure isn’t silhouetted in the doorway by the light from hall. “um. what are you doing?”
“wanted a better view.”
“a better view of what?”
you nod at the pillow resting on his thighs. “aren’t you going to let me see it?”
“see what?”
“you. jerking off.”
“huh?”
you didn’t want to… join him? or have him get you off? you just wanted to watch?
felix feels his cheeks heat with embarrassment. he can’t meet your gaze.
“i interrupted you, didn’t i? you should finish what you started.”
“but what about you?”
“you can take care of me later,” you assure felix, flustering him for an entirely new reason. “but for now, i want to see what i’ve been missing all these months.”
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causeilikelix · 3 months
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new to the blog but abt those felix throughts 😍😍 felix whos so tired of the members calling him innocent and babying him. yea its nice from time to time but hes a grown man ! so he goes 100% hard dom on you just so your moans can be heard in the dorm 🫣 also he would totally cover you in bite marks and hickeys just so he can get his point across to his group 💕
now THAT's what I'm taking about skhsfdlkfjsdlkfj
Like we all know that Felix is a lil guy with too much love in his body but soft =/= sub. He's a man very comfortable in his identity and the power he holds over you. Felix just wants to make his baby feel good but he also wants to prove a point...
Smut and warnings below the cut. MINORS DNI!!!!!!
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↳Warnings: SMUT duh, Soft!Dom Felix (I'm still getting used to writing Hard!Dom anyone) and a tough of Hard!Dom Lix at the end, afab!reader, relatively vanilla, fingering (f receiving), P in V, unprotected sex (don't), multiple orgasms, exhibitionism?, hickeys
You loved his innocent vibe!  You really did!  His angelic smile and his sweet words and actions is what drew you to him in the first place.  He was nothing but romantic and sweet all the time.  The best communicator, respectful of your boundaries, always treated you like a princess.  Honestly everyone needs their own personal Felix!!
But he’s tired.  He can’t help it.  All of his friends baby him so much!  Like Changbin said himself, Felix is happiness personified!  But enough is enough.  His sweet exterior is giving him a reputation he doesn’t want.  When his friends talk about their sex lives, they always make these jokes that Felix must be a little pillow prince who takes what he’s given and lets his partner take the lead.  In fact, his friends bet, he’s as innocent as can be and maybe you and him don’t even have sex at all!
He’s still grumbly about it when you get to the dorm one night, just to spend a little time together in between schedules.  He greets you with his normal warm hug and a sweet peck but you can sense something is off.  
Initially you stay in the living room to continue watching the movie the other guys are watching.  It’s some action film you couldn’t give two shits about.  Your legs are swung over Felix’s lap and he’s gently massaging your calves and thighs while he stares at the screen.  You can hear a few of the other guys snickering but you can’t make out what they’re saying.  When you glance at Felix, his eyebrows are furrowed and his jaw is set.  Honestly it’s kind of hot and makes heat pool between your legs.  Let’s be honest though…. It’s Felix.  Almost everything he does can get you wet.
The boys laugh again and you note that it’s during a not particularly funny part of the movie.  This is where Felix breaks.  He pushes your legs off him and grabs your hand.
“Come on, babe, this isn’t very interesting.  Let’s go to my room.”  Felix whispered to you, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. 
Your body immediately went hot and you had a feeling you knew what was on his mind.  He dragged you to his room and tossed the door shut behind him. 
His hands were cupping your face and pulling you into a deep kiss before the latch had fully closed.  You could simply melt into his kisses.  They always were deep and full of every ounce of love in his body.  Tonight, however, his lips were urgent and demanding. 
“I need you baby, please.”  He whispered against your mouth.  The need to show his friends that he wasn’t a little boy anymore coursed through him, but he would stop if you gave the word.
“Lix, I need you too.”  You managed out between kisses, “But what about the guys?  They’re right outside and-”
“Remember what we talked about last month?”  Felix kissed down your neck and pushed you back towards the bed. 
How could you forget?  Most of the time you and Felix had sex it was very mutual.  You didn’t do a whole lot of powerplay.  Maybe a sprinkling here and there when the situation was right, but Felix loved it when sex was a mutual expression of love.  A few weeks ago he asked you about exploring power play a little more and maybe experimenting with some kinks.  One of them was being listened to.  Not necessarily the real thing, but pretending like someone could walk in on you at any moment. 
With the boys right down the hall, that one held more risk than normal. 
“You wanna try it?”  You asked.  The back of your knees caught on the edge of the bed and you sat down.  Felix weaved his fingers through your hair and bent down to kiss you.  You parted your knees instinctively and Felix settled between them. 
With him above you like this, you felt small under him.  The thrill it gave you made your heart speed up.  You gripped his slim waist to pull him closer. 
“I want them to hear you while I fuck you dumb,” Felix’s voice dropped and octave.  It sent a shiver down your spine.  You always loved it when he got like this.  When he got too horny, his voice dropped and it made you wet in an instant.
Felix’s hands made quick work of your clothes.  He wasted no time in getting you naked, leaving your top and jeans in a pile on the floor.  Even though you hadn’t expected to have sex on this visit, you still wore one of your cuter underwear sets.   Baby pink with a little bit of lace at the top of the cups of the bra and the top of the panties, made even more innocent by a tiny rose in the center of both pieces. 
Felix swallowed thickly at the sight.  
“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?”  Felix whispered.  He maneuvered you onto the bed and hovered over you.  You clawed at his shirt, urging him to take it off.  He smirked and tugged it off.  “Just say the word and I’ll stop, okay?  Until then you're going to let me do whatever I want with you, right baby?”
“Yes, baby.”  You nodded in understanding.
You groaned at the sight of his chiseled chest.  Those gorgeous, defined ab muscles and his perfect little pink nipples made your mouth water.  Everything about him was beautiful from his head to his toes.  Not to mention his cock.  Speaking of, you wanted to see it immediately.  You tried to reach for his pants but he grabbed your wrists and shoved you back against the bed. 
“No touching without permission, got it baby?”  He cooed, “I wouldn’t want to have to punish you.  I bet you’re already wet, aren’t you?  It doesn’t take much to get my baby worked up.”
Felix slipped his hand into your underwear and seemed unfazed by the amount of slick in your panties.  To be honest, you thought that there should have been more.  The sudden show of power had your cunt gushing and clenching around nothing and you needed him inside you, um, yesterday. 
“Felix, please!”  You cried, pushing your hips up into his hand.  His digits rubbed small, slow circles on your clit.  Just enough to feel good but not enough to actually get anywhere. 
“What do you want, baby?  Good girls use their words.”  Felix chided, his fingers slipping lower to tap against your entrance but not going in. 
“I want you to touch me!  Please!”  You kept your voice quiet so that no one outside the door could hear you, but that wasn’t what Felix wanted. 
“You want me to touch you?  Alright, baby, I’m feeling nice today.”  Felix kept his eyes on your face as he slipped two of his fingers into your tight hole with basically no resistance.  He watched as your face screwed up in pleasure and your lips parted in a silent moan.  “Come on you can do better than that.”
With that, Felix pumped his fingers into you.  Quick thrusts wouldn’t get him where he wanted to go so he opted for long, deep strokes that pressed the pads of his fingers onto that special spot he’d found a few weeks ago.  The ball of his hand pressed deliciously against your clit with every thrust.  You swallowed a moan and turned your head to press your face into your arm to help silence yourself. 
At this, Felix threw three quick thrusts of his fingers into you.
“Uh uh,” he chided, “I want to hear those beautiful noises of yours, baby.  Let me know how good I’m making you feel, yeah?”
He pressed a few more deep and precise thrusts into you and this time you complied with a long, drawn out moan.  Felix grinned.  He continued like this for a few minutes, pressing his fingers in as deep as possible.  He resorted to pressing his hand against your clit and his fingers massaging that spot within you. 
“Fuck, you’re so tight.  You’re drenching my fingers already.  I can’t wait until you cream my cock, baby.  Keep moaning, just like that.”
He has you clenching and cumming on his fingers in seconds.  It’s almost embarrassing how quickly he gets your thighs shaking.  You’re moaning so loudly that you’re certain that the others can hear you.  Felix smiles through the whole thing.  His eyes are dark as he watches you cum just from his fingers. 
“Good girl, there it is.  Let’s see if you can take my cock, yeah?”
“Please.”  You moan loudly. 
Felix pulls his fingers out of you and you whine at the loss.  He pulls your panties down your legs and tosses them somewhere in the room.  Next he strips from the rest of his clothes and his cock slaps against his stomach.  Precum pearled at his tip and your mouth watered.  You longed to take him in your mouth and suck him until he came but he had other plans.
“Hands and knees.  Now.”  Felix demands.  He pumps his cock a few times to make sure he’s hard enough.  How could he not be, though, as he watches you climb onto your hands and knees and present your ass and your glistening hole to him.  He leans over you and brushes his cock along your swollen folds.  “Good girl.  God, you have the most perfect ass…”  Felix palmed it appreciatively before pulling his hand back and landing a firm slap on the flesh.
“Fellix!”  you gasped when he landed a second slap.  
“That’s right, baby, remember who’s name you’re screaming when I make you cum.”  Felix’s deep voice rumbles. 
He lined up his tip at your entrance and rubbed it through your folds a few times, reveling in the way he could make you shiver every time his cock grazed your over-sensitive clit.  When you least expected it, Felix pushed his cock into your tight, warm cunt.  You both moaned out in unison when he bottomed out.  His long, thick cock filled you up perfectly.  It was as if your pussy was designed for him.  Felix swore that he could spend the rest of his life between your legs.
“I’m going to fucking ruin you, darling?”
With that, he began thrusting.  Sometimes adjusting to someone’s cock in you is a thing of myth.  You can never get used to how perfectly he fills you up.  It may not be the longest, but it’s thick and it stretches you more than anything or anyone else ever has.  His cock has a perfect little curve to it that hits that little spot inside you whenever he angles his hips just right. 
Tonight, he’s determined to get all of the sounds out of you that he can.  So every single thrust is designed to do just that.  He shoves himself into your snug heat as deep as he can go every single time.  It’s like you can feel him in your throat.  Every thrust pushes his hips flush with your ass.  He takes a hand and presses on your back to push your chest onto the bed.  
“Fuuuuuck baby, you feel so good.”  Felix moaned, “Always so warm and tight for me, baby.”
“You feel so good inside of me,”  You moan back, struggling to get your words out between Felix’s rough thrusts, “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”
“Come on, moan for me baby, show them how good I make you feel.”
As if you had a choice.  His thrusts were hard and he shifted his hips until his tip speared into that spot over and over again.  Felix had found that spot by chance a few weeks ago when he was fingering you and now he made it a point to seek it out every time.  
Felix’s hand curled around your bodies and his fingers made contact with your clit immediately.  At this, you keened and let out the loudest moan of the night.  Your cunt clamped onto Felix’s cock and he bit his lip to keep from cumming right there.  Your tight, wet heat eas driving him crazy but you had to cum first.  
He could have sworn that the TV volume lowered.
“Come on baby, cum for me.”  Felix grunted, his finger swirling around your swollen clit.
Your walls clenched and fluttered around him.  Something in your belly pulled taut and you rocked yourself back on Felix’s cock.  The extra bit of friction made the coil pull tight.  You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to let your body relax so that Felix could take over and bring you to orgasm.  Your moans grew louder and louder as you got closer.
“Yes, yes, yes!”  You cried, “Fuck, Felix!  Right there!”
“That’s a good girl, cream my cock, baby.”  
The sound of the TV in the front room had stopped all together.
The extra pressure of you pushing back onto his cock was just the right thing.  The intense pressure in your stomach suddenly released all at once.  Your legs trembled and your body shook.  Felix took over and gripped your hips tightly.  He slowly guided your hips down towards the bed so you were laying flat, continuing his intense thrusts into your cunt.  He leaned over you and pressed his lips to the back of your neck. 
“Felix, don’t stop,”  you moaned, arching your back into him to keep his dick lodged inside you as deep as possible.  
Your orgasm washed over you in waves, each one resulting in a gush of wetness between your legs.  His hips kept drilling into you diligently.  He kissed along your shoulders and neck, sucking dark marks onto your skin.  The second you rolled over, he’d give you hickeys on your neck and breasts to match these.
When he sensed your orgasm coming to an end, he slowed his hips but kept his cock lodged within your tight walls.  He hadn’t come yet but he knew he had to give you a short break before he sought his own orgasm. 
“Was I loud enough?”  You giggled,  “What was that about?”
“The guys were making fun of me, saying things like… I couldn’t be a dom because I’m too innocent, that I’m just a pillow prince and I let you do all the work.”  Felix peppered soft kisses on your skin. 
“That’s not it at all baby!  We just like sex to be reciprocal, that’s all.”
“I know, but I guess I needed a little ego boost.”  Felix shrugged.
“Well if I get to come like that every time we need an ego boost, by all means,”  You giggled, rubbing your ass back into him and making his cock slide against your puffy walls, making you both gasp.  “I think you could stand to be a little meaner, though.”
“What?  You want me to be mean to you?”  Felix stared at you with large eyes.
“Maybe a little more.”
“Oh, so you want me to call you my own little personal slut?”  Felix whispered in your ear.  That tantalizing voice of his made your cunt clench on him.  “Oh so you would like that?  I should have known you’d be a little cock-hungry slut.  Can’t go a single day without my cock in you, is that it?”
“Mmhm…”  You nodded, eyes suddenly a little teary but in the best way.  You pushed your hips back against his again.  He groaned and pressed a hand to your hip to stop your movements.
“If you keep going like that I’m gonna treat you like a little cocksleeve, got it?  I’ll stuff you with enough cum to keep you full for weeks.  You want that, baby?”
“God, yes,” your eyes rolled back at the thought of feeling even fuller than you were now.
“Then relax, my pretty slut, we’re just getting started.”  Felix growled. 
His hand slipped under you to press lightly against your tummy, the pressure pushing your g-spot effortlessly against the tip of his cock.  He’d hardly have to aim at all like this.  You let out a noise somewhere between a gasp and a moan.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll fill you up ‘til your cute little cunt can’t handle it anymore.  M’ cum is all yours.”
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mykoreanlove · 4 months
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fighting with felix be like
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“You’re being ridiculous, y/n.”
His words stung, adding onto the heavy pain you were already feeling. “Am I though? Your ex was with us right there tonight. Am I ridiculous for feeling jealous?” He halted abruptly and turned around. “That is what this is about? You were jealous because of my ex?”
Your eyes were glued to the floor. This was your first relationship, and you had no idea how to navigate tough situations like these. Felix’ gaze softened as he understood why you made his night a living hell.
He embraced you in his arms and kissed your forehead, whispering to you softly. “Sweetums, I had no idea you felt that way. I’m sorry. Please believe me that you have nothing to worry about. My ex is my ex for a reason. Okay?”
His loving eyes pierced through yours and you felt butterflies all over again. You felt stupid for acting like a bitch tonight. Shame flooded your system – you wanted to be a cool girl, not a pathetic one.
You thought about ways to make it up to him. As you fumbled with the zipper of his jeans you looked him deep in the eyes and mumbled your apology. “Let me show you how sorry I am.”
Your boyfriend’s eyes widened in surprise – up to now you hadn’t done something like this before.
Felix was more experienced than you were, he definitely wasn’t timid in bed. But he respected you and gave you all the time you needed. You loved the kissing, licking, groping, or fingering but everything else had been new territory for you.
“Sweetums, are you sure?”
You nodded, biting your lip in anticipation. He sat down on the couch after you slid off his dark jeans. His tight boxers were fighting to contain his dick, the bulge was too prominent to ignore.
You had no idea how to do this. Should you have watched some porn before? Shit.
Your fingers grazed his thighs, leaving him shivering in anticipation. Felix’ noticed you tensing up, so he took your face into his hand and placed a sweet kiss on your lips. “Don’t overthink it, baby. Just let it happen naturally.”
You freed his cock out of his boxers. “Damn”, you admired him. “Lixie, your dick is gorgeous.” He laughed out loud. “Thank you sweetums. My dick thinks you’re gorgeous, too.” Now you laughed. You got on your knees and braided your hair into a ponytail, ready for action.
 “Well, let me introduce myself properly.”
You had been bopping your head on his dick for almost an hour, you couldn’t get enough. Felix was thick – filling you completely. You almost choked a couple times, but you didn’t care, taking him deep was so fulfilling. You felt dirty, like you were doing something wrong. Your tongue glided over his cock, veins popping out left and right. He was close so many times, twitching in your mouth relentlessly. His deep moans filled the whole room and you never felt prouder. “Sweetums, fuck. I’m about to faint, this feels so fucking good.”
You quickened your pace and sucked harder, covering him and yourself in spit. Felix groaned again and sat up straight, taking your ponytail in his hands, pulling tightly. “Look at me, baby. Look at me while you take me like a little slut.”
Oh, you felt your pussy twitch. Fuck, that was hot. Let me be your little slut, Lixie. I’d do anything for you. You held his gaze while you were sucking and massaging his balls.
His pupils dilated; he was loving this so much. You didn’t think it would be possible for him to get even harder, but it was. It was as if you were licking a rock. “Can I.. can I come in your pretty mouth?”
You squeezed his thighs. God yes, let me taste you. Felix understood and rocked his hips forward, his dick shooting right into the back of your throat, making your eyes water. “God, y/n, I…fuck!”
Felix cum tasted like nothing you had ever tasted before. A mixture of sweet and salty, just like he was. You sucked him dry, licking off every droplet of his salvation.
You had no idea if he was satisfied but you were proud of yourself. “Fuck, sweetums – what was that?” Felix smiled from ear to ear and pulled you to him on the couch. You were laying on his chest, very aware of his heavy breathing. “Was that.. okay?”
He looked at you amused. “Are you kidding? That was the best blowjob I ever got. I wasn’t kidding about fainting. That was intense!” He kissed you tenderly. “Thank you, y/n. I loved it.” You smiled back proudly. Felix hugged you even tighter now. “Did you really do that because of our fight?” You looked up at him, smiling shyly. “Yeah. I felt sorry for how I behaved and I.. I wanted to make it up to you.”
You played with his shirt, waiting for his reply. “Well, if that is the case then we should fight more often. Don’t you think?”
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ddyskz · 7 months
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Best Friend Felix
a/n i wrote this all in one night because i was SO gone thinking of felix after rewatching one of his recent livestreams
Genre: Smut,fluff,friends to lovers. In which you go home with your best friend Felix after a night out, only to realize the one you've been craving most was right next to you the whole night.
Warnings: 18+mdni, reader cums from just his tip(then more ofc) bc im a slut for that scenario, friends to fwb/lovers?, soft!dom felix, confident felix, cute banter, sexual tension<3 reader asks felix NOT to use condom, reader is called sweet girl and goodgirl, lots of teasing, a lil corruption kink language, touch starved reader
Felix x afab!reader
wc: 5.3K
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"Ugh why does every club suck?" you say, lolling your head backwards. The sudden change in elevation makes your vertigo kick in, leaning you to one side as you try not to stumble. The drink in your hand tips to the side like the glass itself has had one too many.
Felix's long, lean arm reaches out just in the nick of time to steady you. His eyes are electrified by the fluorescent strobes gliding in different directions across the ceiling.
"Woah there, Y/n" he says, amused by your antics.
You down the last few sips of your second cocktail. You're a bit tipsy, but nowhere near having your inhibitions really curtailed.
"I mean, look at that guy." You point to a scraggly looking man on the dance floor, doing what only looks like an Irish jig mixed with the shopping cart move. You've always been able to appreciate the Irish jig, just not when a rando guy butchers it in a club at 1 am.
"That. That is my option at this point." You throw your arms up exapserated before you clip your forefinger and thumb onto Felix's brown leather jacket.
"I'm hot, no?" you ask, all too questioningly. You knew you were hot, but the dry spell that you'd been experiencing was not great for your self-confidence. Of course, you would never be pining after anyone's attention, but the options just seemed low these days, and you craved someone to spark your interest.
Felix's eyes light up before traveling down your waist, a mischievous smirk on his lips as he says, "incredibly." He does this cute little brow arched expression that makes your insides smile for a reason unknown to you.
You dust off his jacket, satisfied, suddenly feeling his chest muscles tighten under your touch. You feel your nerve endings jump as you try not to scan his perfectly proportioned frame.
"So then where are all the," you shake your hands around yourself dramatically, "you know, hotties that want a body."
Felix bursts out laughing right as you register your own words. His palm is planted to his forehead at the absurdity of your phrasing.
"Okay, okay I know that's distasteful. I know I'm being ridiculous right now but I'm seriously so bored of men these days. Is it too much to want to be railed into next week by a high-quality man? Can't an interesting man just suddenly walk through those doors and make a beeline for me?"
Felix watches you with his sweet cat eyes, glowing honey then dark as night as the lighting shifts overhead. If any judgment creeps in his mind, his face doesn't show it.
You continue, painting this much needed scenario.
"And he'd be beautiful, have a little sexy smile with some charisma that draws me in but doesn't send serial killer vibes."
Felix looks down trying not to laugh, covering his lips with his fist.
"We'd talk. He'd say he liked my dress, I'd say well if you like it, wait 'till you see it on the floor, and then we'd go back to his place, because let's face it in case he's a serial killer, I do not want him knowing where I live. Let's hoe around but let's be smart, right?"
Your finger and thumb open up, your palm twisting towards the ceiling as you look at Felix, as if waiting for a reply.
He catches on, nodding his head vigorously.
He really is so attentive.
You shake the random thought from your mind as you resume your story.
"Anyways, his house would be clean and tidy, it would smell like cedar and citrus, and he'd just let me give away my control for one night. One night where someone could give me undivided attention, pleasure that would leave my toes permanently curled. The kind of guy that wouldn't rest until he's fucked me through multiple mind-blowing orgasms." You emphasize the words with sharp syllables, and you could've sworn, if you weren't tipsy, Felix had shivered at your words.
"Just to finish the session with..."
Unable to finish your thought, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You whip around to see who the hell interrupted a very very exciting daydream, only to see Irish jig shopper man standing to your side with a ridiculously toothy smile.
He's doing this weird thing where he's still moving his arms and legs in what seems to be an attempt to dance, but he's also snapping his fingers.
"Hey, I'm-"
"Not interested," you say, before swishing back around to face Felix.
The man walks away, not even a scuff on his pride. That was thing about men, right? They'd never give away their confidence for anything, nor anyone.
"Aw, you two could've been cute together," Felix mocks before giving you a grin and a devastating wink.
"Ugh Felix!" you laugh, swatting at his shoulder playfully. "I literally just poured out my deepest wishes for tonight and you want me to settle? And here I thought you loved me." Your hand braces against your heart, playing being offended.
"Hey, you never know, he could be very good at giving mind-blowing orgasms," he leans in to finish his thought, "over, and over again."
The heat of his breath against your ear, and his sultry intonation makes you swallow hard before rolling your eyes. You ignore the pleasant little itch that seems to be forming in the pit of your stomach.
"You just think you're the funniest don't you?" you play at him.
He laughs before he nudges your elbow.
"Let's get out of here Y/n."
"Oh Felix, is that a line you're using on me?" you say with a cheeky smile, your fingers twisting into one another as you rack your brain over the idea of this being true.
He smiles before responding. A sweet genuine Lixie sunshine smile. "Well I just meant we should get out of here because you're not having fun, buuuuut if you want it to be a line-."
You cut him off, grabbing his hand and dragging him towards the exit, calling back to him "buy me a burger and we'll see if I want it to be a line."
.....
You arrive at your apartment after an emergency run through In-N-Out. You had to admit, the night turned out a lot more fun once you got out of that club. The dingy lights and sweaty bodies around you did not do any favors of finding someone suitable to go home with.
Instead, you were glad, relieved even that your night was ending with your best friend. He always knows what to do, how to make you have fun without overthinking it.
If he wasn't such a good friend, you'd be tempted to try it out with him. He's gorgeous after all, with soft features only to resemble a perfectly animated cartoon.
"Movie?" you say, fumbling with the keys to your apartment.
"Mmm, it's nearly 3 am Y/n."
You hear the familiar chikk of the lock and the door glides open.
You whine as you step through the threshold. "Please Lixie!" You put on your best puppy dog eyes when you whirl around to look at him.
"You can even choose the movie. Just stay here tonight. Come on let me have some more fun! Restore my hope in men."
"Okay, okay I'll stay," he laughs before his lips fall into an O shape. "Did you just lump me in with all men?" he says, feigning disappointment.
The change in his tone of voice catches you by surprise, the higher register giving you little chill bumps. You really do love the way his voice can shift octaves so effortlessly when he speaks.
"I mean...if the shoe fits?" you say, quickly dodging the pillow that Felix is lunging at you from the middle of the living room.
"It's so fun picking on you Lixie, you make it easy to get on your nerves."
.....
It's about an hour later and you're engrossed in a movie Felix was way too excited to rewatch. It's action-packed, a little sappy at points, but you'd watch anything with Felix, just enjoying his company. The fluffy sofa has sucked you both into the coziest of positions. His body lounging across multiple cushions, with one leg bent at an angle, the space between his legs providing a warm spot for you to curl into.
"Pass me a gummy pleaseeeee." You sing the last word trying to be extra cute.
He passes you a green gummy bear.
"Yay my favorite!" you exclaim, leaving your mouth open for him to pop it in.
By the time you register having closed your lips over the gummy, you hear Felix's deep voice behind your ear.
"You trying to eat my finger or something?" He says it slowly, so as not to spook you. It takes you a second before you realize why he's even asking that.
His finger has been trapped between your lips as you stare intently at the action scene playing out on the screen.
You let go of his finger, finally letting the gummy bear slide past your lips in its entirety. Your cheeks feel like they are on fire. Normally this would not bother you one bit, but that unidentifiable feeling is still lingering deep in your gut.
"Guess you just taste good," you say shrugging him off, trying your best to shake the nerves that have bubbled up.
He chuckles, and you hear a soft wet sound behind you.
"Mm, so its green but it tastes like strawberry." He says it with a childlike wonder, like it is the most genius thing.
You freeze, realizing that the same finger that was just nestled between your lips has now been placed on his tongue for him to taste.
You try to quiet the voice inside your head that is screaming in panic.
Why is this bothering you so much? It's just Felix!
"Lixie, can you grab a blanket from behind you? I'm cold." Your voice is hurried and sharp, trying to change the energy in the room as fast as you can.
Felix leans back, reaching the back of the sofa with a grunt and a stretch. The cream-colored soft knit throw is being draped over you gently, as he does his best to wrap you up together.
Suddenly, he breaks out in giggles as he frantically presses down each corner of the blanket.
"Quick! Cold air is rushing in! We must take cover!" His voice is cartoony and deep all at once as his figure pushes you out of your previously comfy little nook between his legs.
You turn to look at him, laughing as you whine,
"Felixxxxx, I'm cold, quit it! You're just ruffling the knit, making even more cold air rush in."
"Oh, is this better?" he says, grabbing the blanket clean off you.
You yelp before a full-on tug of war rages on, on the cushions of your living room couch. You pull and he pulls, the weight teetering to one side, before being dragged to the opposite.
You must have pulled with all your might because you feel yourself gliding backwards, plopping down on the couch beneath you. As your head lands on the soft cushion, Felix is soon tumbling down onto your body.
Now he lets out a gentle scream before, raising himself up by his fists on either side of your shoulders.
The air grows thick as you both giggle, the blanket the only thing stopping your bodies from fulling melting into one another's.
You have a cute little smile on your face, until you become acutely aware of how pillowy his lips are.
You snap out of the giggly daze, your face turning borderline serious.
Before you can change your expression, he says, "why are you looking at me like that?" The question comes out in a curious way, nonetheless still cheeky.
You shove him away quickly. "I'm not you weirdo."
But you felt it, and you're pretty sure he did too. That little glimmer of heat between you two. Like if you would just provide the matchbox, the flame would ignite and maybe never stop burning.
"Oooh kay then." His words come out shaken as he climbs off of you, nestling back next to you.
His fingers brush over the blanket over you both, moving like he's fidgety.
Desperate to smoothen out the wrinkles of awkwardness that have creeped in, you say
"So what's this guy's deal? He stole a bunch of money and then what?" you ask, pointing to the screen.
"Okay I'm not even sure you've been watching this movie, that is not the plot at all" he says.
You both laugh, relieved to get back to your usual banter.
.....
The movie is nearing its end and you feel your eyelids get heavy. You've gotten warm, tossing the blanket on the floor now.
"Lixie," you feel a bolt of boldness saying this. "Can I lay on your lap?"
You two are close, so it's not a weird thing for you to cuddle him, but his lap had never been a place you'd ventured to. But looking at him, slouched with fluffy hair, ruffled by his hand over and over no doubt, just made you crave human touch even more.
After all, you've both been such a comfort for one another over the years and if anything was certain, it was that you could read each other's body language like nothing else. You'd be able to tell if he was uncomfortable, or better yet, he'd probably just roll you off his lap.
"Yeah 'course," he says in his heavy coated accent. You wiggle into his lap, wondering if he can feel your heated cheeks through his pants.
His hand falls gracefully onto your mid torso, around the mounds of your breasts. Eventually your hands find his, discreetly playing with his soft fingertips. You press little by little onto the length of his fingers.
"That feels good, Y/n."
You smile to yourself, feeling perfectly content.
"Lix," you say, looking up at him before floating up to face him.
You swallow hard, watching his eyes take in your face under the dim blue light of the screen.
"Yeah Y/n?" he says, his voice deep and hushed.
You stare into each other's eyes for a few seconds before he leans a little closer, while still keeping some distance between you two.
Your insides felt like they were going to get up and walk away from how nervous you were.
You scan his soft arms, his beautifully smooth hands, over his broad shoulders, and feel yourself exhale deeply.
His fingers hover yours, and it helps you get out your words. Knowing he's Felix and he's right here with you.
"Can you touch me?" Your voice is just above a whisper.
The wideness of his eyes makes you want to disappear under the blanket, but you curse yourself seeing it strewn across the middle of the floor.
As you flick your eyes back on his, his eyes are searching, desperate.
You feel your fingers curl into the hem of your shirt as you try and search for a way out of this.
Just when you think he's going to reject you, he ever so slowly, crawls over your frame, laying you flat on the couch.
He's over you now, holding himself up by his hands rested next to your waist.
"Say it again," he says in a lust filled tone.
"Lixie, t-touch me."
"Are you sure?" he asks, eyes bewildered but on fire with yours, reflecting the same raging heat.
"Yes, just please. I-I don't wanna ruin anything but y-your hands." You pause, knowing you probbaly should've kept your hand kink to yourself a little longer.
The corners of his lips turn up slightly. "What about my hands? Hm?" He says it in a tantalizing way; one that makes you want to spill all your thoughts at once.
"They're so soft," you begin, feeling him trace his fingertips up the exposed skin of your arm. "B-but they're strong."
You were running out of polite ways to say that tonight it dawned on you just how fucking incredible they would feel inside of you.
"They're," you pause, hoping he would fill the silence.
"What were you thinking about them?"
You swallow.
"Were you, thinking of them touching your skin? Tracing little circles up your arm?"
His words make you wiggle beneath him.
"M-more than that," you say, settling into this new feeling with Felix.
"Can you tell me where you think about them?" he asks lowly, now walking his fingers over the center of your stomach.
"It's been so long since anyone-," you stutter, ready to divulge how touch starved you feel, but the words get caught in your throat. You're never nervous around Felix, but right now this was a whole new Felix, and you were going to tread more carefully than ever.
You start to feel antsy awaiting his reply when his hands work their way up to the base of your breastbone, lightly brushing down your torso.
"I'll give you what you need Y/n." He says it full of confidence, but also full of such warmth. Like he really did intend to give you exactly what you wanted.
"Y-you will?" you say, hoping you don't come off too eager.
"Tell me what you need sweet girl."
The rush that flooded your veins with that new nickname had your core make its presence in your body known. Your panties started to feel hot, clouded with lust.
"Touch me," you say, reaching out to feel his chest.
He studies you waiting for you to do what he asked.
You'd never seen Felix take charge like this. Well, there was never an opportunity like this, you guessed, and it was turning you on like nothing else.
You hover his warm hand over the thickness of your breast, before exhaling when he finally lands the entirety of his hand on top of your mounds.
"Here? Need me to touch here?" He says, breathy, eyes still alert but transforming into something darker, something more forbidden.
"Y-yes," is what you manage as the pressure of his hands on you, make your nipples stand on end.
He gently massages your breasts, his cat eyes focused, before flicking your nipple softly with his thumb. Although your shirt prevents him from feeling the skin, your mouth drops open in pleasure.
"Does that feel good sweetheart?" he asks, and you notice he's now shifted, his knees folded up under him as he's leaned over you.
You nod before letting out a ,"more, please Lixie."
He hums in satisfaction before looping his finger underneath the hem of your shirt.
"Can I?"
"Please." The word fumbles out of your mouth before he's hardly gotten out the last syllable.
Your bare skin is exposed, his mouth on your nipple in no time. His pink puffy lips engulf your sensitive nipple, lapping his warm tongue over and over the bud.
Your hips begin to rise as you feel your arousal seep into your panties.
With a wicked smile, he gently pushes your hips down.
"So good?" he asks, the cocky tone still warm.
He chuckles, seeing your face dazed as you bob your head up and down.
Your hand grips over his hand that is massaging your breast and you push his hand down towards your core.
"Here?" he says, dancing the tips of his fingers across your pelvis.
"Now. Please. Fingers now" you beg, feeling the tightness in your throat from how tightly you're coiled.
"Need my fingers Y/n? Where, sweet girl?"
"I told you," you say before he tilts his head in a you know better expression. You could think of a million ways to banter back at that look on his face, if you weren't desperately awaiting his touch.
"Inside me. Lix, please."
"Good girl," he says, his low voice reverberating through your eardrums, feeling yourself clench at those words rolling off his tongue.
He wiggles his hand inside the waistband of your shorts before his silky fingers ghost your clit.
Even the slight touch makes you jump, feeling his touch throughout your whole body.
"Sensitive there huh sweet girl?" he says, licking his lips.
"Inside," you pant, wanting more, feeling impatient.
"You want me inside your panties baby? Want me to..." he slides them aside before lightly tapping your entrance. "Touch you here?"
A moan catches in your throat, releasing as a heavy breath.
"Oh, you're so wet Y/n. Why didn't you tell me sooner? Would've spent the last hour giving you what you need."
"Felix!" It came out as a dry sob.
"Shh sweet girl, patience."
Taking his hand out of your pants, he quickly slides them down your body along with your sticky panties.
You felt absolutely exposed and unsure whether you could control yourself not to pull him on top of you and absolutely beg for him.
His big eyes take in your naked frame, before diving for your face. He's two inches from your flushed face as you feel his hand rest on your heat, his middle finger circling your cunt, barely applying any pressure.
You gasp, mouth open, head rocking back slightly. Your hips buck into his hand. "Hmm, so wet, were you thinking about my fingers this whole time Y/n?"
You couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. That Felix was talking to you in this sweet, devilish way. But what you couldn't believe even more was that it wasn't weird at all. It felt right.
"Y-yes, was thinking of them on me. In me," you confess.
Just as those words leave your mouth, his middle finger slides into your heat. His mouth gasping out in the relief that he knows you're feeling.
"You don't have to wonder anymore, love," he says, wiggling his finger inside of your cunt.
He slides in and out of your cunt, eyes on yours before he leans down, brushing his lips against your bottom lip before catching the rest between his lips.
He tastes of sour candy and salty pretzels, of honey, and smells of cedar and spiced melon. The scent making your toes curl just as his finger does inside of you. He adds another finger, the stretch of your cunt so visceral that you moan at the sweet, delicious sting.
"Tight little thing, aren't you?" Felix breathes into your ear.
You begin to roll your hips against his hand, his palm gently hitting against your clit. He speeds up his fingers as his palm hits more firmly against your bundle of nerves.
He attaches his mouth onto your nipple once more before coming up for air.
"I've wanted to do this for so long," he says, staring into your glossy irises that seem to be floating away.
You search his face for any hint of sarcasm, any hint of a lie. But there is none. All that's written on his face is pure lust and admiration.
"Don't stop Lixie," you pant.
"I've always loved that nickname," he says, like it's a treasured memory. His firm fingers begin to curl inside of you, his tongue slithering onto his lips to wet each one enough to roll against each other in desire.
Your fingers grasp his arm hard, and he flinches a second before giving a smug little smile.
"Always wondered how it might sound rolling off your tongue like this. Desperate under me."
Your insides tremble as you feel yourself on the edge. He repeatedly curls into that spot deep inside you and watches you hungrily as your eyes begin to loll back.
"That's it sweet girl, let it out," he says before diving in to catch your moans in his mouth.
The kiss feels out of control while your body is convulsing under him, his chest mere inches from your heaving chest. The orgasm feels long, drawn out, and exhausting in the best way possible.
"Oh god, Lixie, more," you nearly hiccup.
The feeling of any orgasm is enough to make you want more but from Lixie made you insatiable.
You pull him flat onto you, not caring whether his pants get any arousal stains.
He combs through the hair on top of your head gently.
"Lixie, I feel you" you say, signaling to his hard cock pressed against you.
You roll into him.
"M-more. Please."
He looks at the tent in his pants before saying, "this what you want baby? My fingers aren't enough? Didn't know you were so greedy."
"Need your cock, wanna feel you inside," you say, any nerves you were previously feeling quite literally finger fucked out of you.
"You look so cute like this, begging for my cock."
You waste no more time, and loosen the zipper on his pants, tugging at the belt loop.
"Please take them off," you say.
He looks at you, his eyes wide once again, like he's just registered what you two were nearly doing.
"I need to make sure you want this." His eyes shut and his head tilting down as he continues carefully, "that tomorrow you won't abandon me as a friend because-" He trips over his words, clearly flustered.
You stop him with a finger to his lips. Sitting up slightly, you breathe deep for the both of you.
"I want this. I won't regret this tomorrow, next month, next year, hell, forever. Lixie I trust you and I need you right now."
That seems to satisfy him as he lets out the breath he was holding and within no time, he's hovered over you completely naked.
"Wait, I forgot a condom, don't move," he says like he's about to slide off the couch to go grab one.
You stop him by his chest.
"No..Please. No."
He looks shocked, his jaw flexing, his eyes dark as the night.
"W-what? Are you sure Y/n?"
"I need to feel you. Not fucking latex. I-if you want, of course."
"Fuck of course I want it," he says.
His flushed cock is hard, making your breathing pick up.
"Fuck, put it in. Put it in Felix."
"Sweet girl, look at you."
You feel him line himself up with your sticky hole. You slide your hips forward, engulfing a fraction of the tip in your hole.
His velvety skin touching your cunt makes his neck veins pop out, his adams apple bob up and down.
The bigger stretch compared to his fingers mixed with your bubbling need for him, made you squeeze your eyes shut.
"Lix, I'm gonna cum again,"
"Already baby? Just from the tip of my tip sweet girl?" He's mocking you, making you know just how easy you are for him, and it's making you shake.
"A-again," he slieds in the tip just to the point where you had him before. But rather than puling it back out, he keeps it there, feeling your cunt quake around him.
"Cum again for me angel, I know it feels so good, you're doing so good."
The desire in your lower stomach still burned bright.
"Can I fuck you now?" he breathes. "Can't wait to feel how warm you are."
"Please."
He slides all the way in with one deep thrust. A deep growl emanating from his throat.
His forehead is glistening with sweat, from the heat radiating between you two no doubt. His plump lips open in invitation as you grip the back of his neck, sliding your tongue between his lips.
You search his mouth, tasting him.
He picks up his pace.
"Turn over baby."
You listen, stomach flat to the couch before he wraps a hand around your waist to pull you up. Your back is pressed to his chest, his tongue flicking your earlobe as his fingers play with your nipples.
He kisses down your neck.
"Felix need to feel you," you say, craving him back inside you.
He titls you forward ever so slightly to slide back in. His pelvis hits your ass, bouncing back from the force.
This new angle has you spinning, falling deep into his energy.
"Fuckk you're even tighter from this angle. Feel me deeper sweet girl."
"Mmhm" is all you can get out as you fall onto your knees, unable to hold yourself up any longer.
He kisses down your back, switching from licking to biting to kissing, creating a cold sweat on your skin.
You spread your legs wider to get him deeper.
His hand tugs at your hair before yanking it back, causing a devilish smile to appear on your face.
"Harder Lix." Your knees feel the buckle of your joints as he speeds up.
His grip gets tighter as he pulls your neck back by your hair, pounding into you at an ungodly pace. You hear the smacks of damp, sticky skin against one another.
"I'm gonna fucking lose it, you're so fucking tight." His voice is quivering, letting you know it is taking all he has not to cum right now.
You let out consecutive yelps as he hits your spot particularly hard. Your face plants into the pillow under you as you suddenly hear him by your ear.
"That feel good sweetheart? Gonna cum again for me?"
His soft hand presses your back deeper as the words drip from his lips. "Arch a little more baby, you feel me in your tummy don't you?"
"Fuck yes, Lixie don't stop!" you yell, throwing your ass back on him, meeting his pace.
"Closing in around me, baby I feel it. Take what you need, hm?"
You bite the soft cotton pillow beneath you, not caring whether you might tear the fabric.
“Sweet girl, you're gushing.” His words push you over that cliff, and you're free-falling, unable to see the bottom.
You feel absolutely drained as your body waves forwards and backwards, circling your hips against him. Your body won't stop pumping out sweet cream onto him, and the moans that fall like glitter from his lips are mesmerizing.
"Fuck sweetheart I'm gonna cum, where'd ya want it?" his accent thicker than syrup.
"I-inside," you barely manage, your body spent, unmoving beneath him.
He leans next to your ear, pressing you fully into the couch again, your ass cushioning each thrust he gives you. He's now rolling his hips at a slower but deeper pace.
"Don't wanna finish fucking you," he says, and you believe it. If no other words meant anything else in the world, it was this that was the ultimate truth.
You manage to lift your ass up an inch, whimpering, begging for his release.
"Please Lixie... need," you gasp, feeling his cock twitch. "Need your cum in me." The craving was dizzying.
"I'm gonna give you my cum sweet girl, wanted to for so long. Open it up for me." you reach your hands back, pulling your ass cheeks apart before hearing broken moans out of him.
Spurts of hot liquid fill your cunt, "yes, Lixie, yes" you moan, still gently rocking your ass back into him.
His hand comes down on your ass in a smack before massaging it, thrusting shallowly in and out of you. His huff of breath exits slowly, groans accentuating each exhale.
"S-so full," he says, pushing his cock hard into you one last time.
He collapses on top of you, as you feel your dizzy spell simmer down.
"Lixie, don't pull out..n-not yet," you say, afraid that the motion of him pulling out may just cause your body to erupt once more, and you we're sure you were strong enough.
Staying inside of you, he shifts onto the now damp sheets, tugging you into his chest.
"I needed you," he says into your ear. "All this time."
"Don't let go of me," you whisper, feeling yourself be dragged under by his spell.
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Beach Bum
Felix x Thick female reader
Word count: 7.6K
Synopsis: You tag along on spring break to visit your best friend's brother in Australia. A wardrobe issue forces you out of your comfort zone and into your worst nightmare
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A/N: 18+ ONLY! This one is a little tamer than my last fee but I hope you all enjoy it! If you do give it a reblog, like, comment, hit my ask box I'm always up for some feedback! As always warnings and smut below the cut!
Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Cursing/strong language, mild violence (a punch), fat shaming (not Felix), oral (m&f receiving), cum shot, cum eating (only a little), protected piv sex, praise, body worship, pet names (angel, beautiful etc), guided masterbation (kinda), marking. I think that's everything. This one is tamer than the last few. If I missed something please let me know and I'll add it asap!
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When your best friend Rosa found out you had made no plans for spring break, she insisted on you tagging along on her trip to Australia instead of you barricading yourself in your room for seven days. She was going to visit her brother Felix who you had met loads of times. Whenever he was in town he’d mention getting a room and Rosa would argue, telling him that he just needed to crash with you all instead of wasting money on a hotel, understandably so. Naturally when you both were going for a visit back home he insisted upon the same thing. 
“Don’t you dare get a hotel when you get here. There’s plenty of room in my apartment.”  
“Are you sure? y/n is with me, it’s not too much?” Felix laughed sweetly  
“Of course not! I love y/n! She’s more than welcome to stay at mine as well.” Rosa was on the phone with Felix as you drove to the airport. You started blushing when you happened to hear him over the phone. You were possibly the biggest cliche walking on earth, a crush on your best friend’s brother.  
One of the times he was crashing with you and Rosa you’d ran into him coming from the shower, towel wrapped around his waist, wet hair, skin flushed, beads of water rolling down his thin but muscular frame. You quickly apologized and fled, putting your shoes on and leaving the apartment entirely to get a hold of yourself. Felix thought it was so cute how you dashed away. It just wasn’t fair. He was sweet and funny and looked like that. Freckled face, perfect smile, big brown eyes and then his voice! Felix was the whole package and entirely out of your league. What you didn’t know was that Felix was just as big of a cliché as you. He was entirely smitten by you. You were funny and smart and pretty, you checked all the boxes for Felix but he didn’t want to be that guy, hitting on his sister’s best friend. You heard Rosa groan at her brother. 
“Gahhokay okay Lix we’re crashing with you no need threaten me with mom. We’re at the airport now I’ll call you when wheels are down. Love you too. Bye.” Your friend hung up with her brother as you pulled into the long term parking lot. You took a big nervous sigh. You weren’t good with planes, you weren’t good with trips, and you had a flock of butterflies in your stomach thinking about spending the whole week at Felix’s place. Your friend could easily pick up on your nerves. 
“You’re more likely to get in a car wreck than a plane crash.” She tried to reassure you. You scoffed. 
“Lot of good that helps, I’ve never been in a wreck.” Rosa opened her door getting out and bending down looking into the car at you. 
“Excuse but I remember your last ex... if that wasn’t a wreck...” 
“YAH! Bitch! That’s it I’m not going! Have fun byyyye...” She laughed. 
“Get out of the car and get your ass in that airport.” Rosa shut her door as you got out laughing and grabbed your bag. 
“Ooo love it when you go all dom on me like that.” You blew her a kiss and winked and you both laughed harder, heading towards the airport with your bags in tow, ready for your break from school. Checking your bags and getting through security were as easy as expected, which was not at all, but you managed to make your flight still. To say that you were a nervous flyer would be an understatement. Typically you would drug yourself fall asleep and wake up at your destination but your flight to Australia wouldn’t take long so there was no knocking yourself out.  
As promised as soon as the wheels hit the ground in Sydney, Rosa texted Felix telling him you had arrived. He replied back saying that he was already at the airport waiting to pick you both up. You had done an amazing job pretending like you weren’t having the worst panic attack of your life on the plane. Once you were on the ground and got done unboarding it all started to catch up with you. You and Rosa got your bags and she started scanning the crowd for her big brother. You were starting to feel clammy and then Rosa spotted Felix. 
“Ooo there he is!” She started waving at him as you both walked towards him. Just as you got up to him you could feel the blood leaving your face. 
“Whoa, y/n are you okay you look a litt-” Before Felix could finish his sentence your vision went blurry and then you were out. 
“y/n!” Rosa called out worried. 
“Oh shit!” Felix lunged and helped you to the ground softly instead of falling like a sack of potatoes. Felix told Rosa to run and get you some water while he tried to get you to come back around. 
“y/n-ie? Come on... can you hear me? Wake up sweetie.” You let out a soft groan as the lights came back on one by one. 
“There you go. There you go.” You opened your eyes and found Felix’s beautiful face staring down at you. You jumped and scrambled to sit up out of his lap and he shushed you and eased you back. 
“Whoa whoa whoa slow down, just lay back. You fainted, Rosa’s grabbing some water just... take it easy. I’ve got you.” Your face started to burn, he smiled, and you relaxed. Rosa was back with a bottle of water quickly. 
“Here babe drink this.” She handed you the bottle. Felix helped you sit up, you opened the water and took a sip. 
“Are you okay?” You nodded taking another sip of the water. 
“Yea yea I’m fine.” She looked at you unconvinced. You shook your head as you went to stand up, Felix holding your hand and arm helping. 
“Really Rosie I’m okay, I promise.” She accepted your promise with the use of the nickname and you both grabbed your luggage. Felix quickly reached to grab yours. 
“I’ve got this.” You shook your head. 
“Oh Lix you don’t have to I can carry it.” He gave you that warm sunny smile. 
“It’s no trouble really.” You allowed him to take the bag and he then led you both to his car. Your friend Rosa was very type A so the whole trip was planned and had an itinerary. Museums, shows, spa, and of course the beach. The day you arrived you just relaxed after the flight, too tired to do anything other than vegging out on the couch with Felix. As soon as the sun was high in the sky the next day, Rosa started whining to Felix about taking you all to the beach. 
“PPppleeeaaaasssseee. It’s so pretty today its perfect for the beach!” He was trying to talk her out of it. It was mid-day, on a Saturday, during spring break, the beach would be crazy. When you heard her pleading you ran into the kitchen to assist. 
“It really is Lixie come on pleaaaase?!” You leaned over the counter across from him begging and Felix could see down your shirt. He tried not to but your breasts were so big and looked so soft and you weren’t wearing a bra-. 
“Lix?” He snapped out of it and looked at you hoping you couldn’t tell he was blushing. 
“Will you?” He raised his eyebrows. 
“Hmm?”  
“Take us to the beach?” That’s right his brain was catching up again. 
“OH! Uh... yea sure of course.” You and Rosa both squealed with excitement. You gave Felix a hug and he tried to think pure thoughts when your soft body hugged his, your breasts covered only by a shirt pressed against his chest. 
“We’ll go get ready!” Rosa said dashing off quickly. You ran off quickly behind her. You drug out your suitcase and started going through it. You had packed two bathing suits for the trip, a modest one piece with a ruffled skirt attached for the beach and a bikini that you only planned on wearing under a robe at the spa you and Rosa had booked. You shuffled through your luggage looking for the one piece, not finding it anywhere. 
“No. No. Nonononono FUCK! It has to be in here!” You dumped the whole suitcase and tossed articles of clothing everywhere. Felix was walking by and heard cussing, he ducked his head into your room and clothes flew by. 
“Uhh... y/n? Everything okay?” You jumped and squeaked as you turned and saw Felix standing in your doorway.  
“Sorry didn’t mean to startle you. Everything alright? I heard swearing and...” You nodded quickly. 
“Oh yea Felix everything’s good I was just looking for my bathing suit.” He took a step in. 
“Oh! Do you need help?” You stopped him stammering. 
“Uh no! No I found it! All good!” He smiled and back out again. 
“Okay good! We’ll leave for the beach in ten, okay?” You smiled, nodding. When Felix closed the door you started rifling through the clothes again. There was the bikini now where was that god damn one piece. Then you remembered. You switched bags. You had made sure to pack the one-piece in the first suitcase but then you switched the night before to a slightly bigger one in case you bought souvenirs in Australia. You had set the one piece aside and you told yourself not to forget it, but you needed to get to bed and you were in a hurry and clearly you had forgotten it. What the hell were you going to do you thought to yourself. You couldn’t bail, you and Rosa had just begged Felix to take you, you both had just been going on about how excited you were to go.  You sighed heavily looking at the bikini. 
“Fuck!” You threw the two pieces of lycra on and looked in the mirror. You couldn’t be more screwed. This was meant to be worn under a robe for no one’s eyes to see. Not at a beach full of people, not in front of Felix. Two thin straps tied at the neck and around the back of the top, the small triangular pieces of fabric attempted to cover your large breasts and did so poorly. While the top was skimpy it was the bottoms you were really concerned about. You turned looking at your ass. Two more little strings tied each side of the bottoms around your wide hips and led back to a thong, the tiniest piece of fabric that your juicy ass cheeks ate entirely. Definitely screwed. You grabbed a big hoodie and some shorts and put them on over what little bathing suit you had on, grabbed your towel then headed out with Rosa and Felix to the beach. You were just pulling up when Felix hit a bump and the slushy Rosa had to get at the convenient store got spilled on your lap. 
“Shit!” Rosa apologized. 
“Oh babe I’m so sorry! Leave your shorts in the car and I’ll wash them as soon as we get back to Lix’s.” You started to flush. 
“You mean take them off?” Rosa giggled a little as she and Felix started getting out of the car. 
“Well you’re not staying in the car with them so that would be the best option.” You got out of the car, stood behind your door then quickly dropped your shorts and wrapped your big beach towel around you. 
“Race you to the sand!” Rosa took off and Felix started to but then noticed you were just walking behind. He slowed down to let you catch up.  
“It’s so warm today, aren’t you burning up in that hoodie?” You absolutely were but there was no way you were taking it off. 
“No I’m fine.” Felix nodded and didn’t push the subject; he knew you were a little self-conscious about your body even though he thought it was perfect. You all got to the sand and tossed your stuff down.  Felix spread out the beach blanket and set up the umbrellas. You sat down under one and pulled out a book. Rosa looked at you incredulously. 
“Really?” You scrunched your face at her. 
“You know very well I'm a ‘read at the beach’ person not a ‘frolic in the water’ beach person. Go on you and Lix go be water babies and frolic. I’ll be fine here.” Your friend leaned down and kissed your forehead. 
“Love you mooooom!” She shouted as she ran off towards the water. You shook your head as you and Felix laughed. 
“You sure you don’t want to come?” His cheeks were already turning pink from the sun and his freckles became more prominent. You shook your head. 
“Maybe later Lix, thanks.” He smiled and it was brighter than the sun, then he ran off to attack his sister in the water. You laid back and relaxed reading your book. After a while even in the shade of the umbrella you started to get hot. The umbrellas gave you a good deal of coverage. You took the hoodie off and wrapped your towel around your chest and relaxed back again. You closed your eyes, not to sleep just to rest them you told yourself as you dozed off. Cool drops of water were what woke you. They felt soothing on your warm skin. 
“Are the kids having fun?” You asked assuming it was Rosa standing close enough to drip on you. 
“Yes angel” You jumped and Felix giggled a little. You opened your eyes to see that he was standing over you drinking some water.  
“Sorry I didn’t mean to disturb your beach nap.” You shook your head sitting up and when you did your towel came undone from around the top of you and suddenly everything from the waist up was on display. Felix choked on his water and almost spit it out. You were some type of goddess he was convinced. Suddenly you heard a wolf whistle and saw Rosa walking up to get a drink as well. 
“Hot momma!” She called out. 
“Can you stop calling me mom, I’m starting to think you have a kink.” Felix laughed and Rosa feigned laughing along. 
“Oh hahaha, give me a bottle of water while you’re sitting there giving away Victoria’s secret.” You rolled your eyes and tossed her a bottle while you half assed covered back up. At that point what did the top matter. As long as you didn’t have to ditch the towel on the bottom you were fine you could handle it. 
“Come on mo-othman...”  
“Good save Rosa...” Felix nudged his sister. 
“Shut up! Let's get in the water again, you too biatch!” She grabbed your hand playfully pulling as you shook your head no. 
“No Rosa I... I can’t it’s okay go without me.” Her eyes narrowed and she pursed her lips. 
“You know you’re stubborn as hell right?” You smiled nodding. 
“You always say it’s a good thing and that you love me.” Rosa shook her head.  
“No sweetie I always tell you that you’re stubborn as hell and it’s a good thing that I love you.” She kissed your forehead again and ran off to the water. Felix was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes. 
“Oh sush.” You told him. His laughter died down and he knelt down sitting on his knees by you. 
“Why won’t you come in the water, are you scared of sharks? Cause they have spotters and it’s been years sin-”  
“It’s not sharks that I’m scared of Lixie.” He looked at you sweetly and waited for you to elaborate. You took a deep breath you could hardly stand the way his soft eyes were fixated on you. 
“I... this isn’t my usual bathing suit and the bottoms well... there’s not much bottoms...” Felix attempted to keep his brain from short circuiting with that information. 
“I’m scared someone will stare or say something... because... you know... I’m... big.” Felix’s voice came out softly. 
“Ohhh, y/n... no. You... I mean... well... I think you look amazing in your swimsuit. It looks really good on you.” You started blushing.  
“If you want we can walk out to the water together, once you’re in the water no one will see anything. It feels really good and you can’t go to the beach and not get in the water.” Felix made it sound so easy and saying that he thought you looked good in your bikini made you feel a little more confident. If Felix thought you looked good it couldn’t be that bad. You stood up and let the towel fall down. You were still pretty much blocked from the strangers on the beach but Felix could see everything and loved it. Every roll and curve of your full body made his heart race. He prayed to god he didn’t get a boner because there would be no hiding it in his trunks. You stood there a little unsure still. 
“Are you sure this looks okay Lix?” He stammered and caught himself. 
“Y-y-yeah! Absolutely you look great!” A shy smile crept onto your face. Felix thread his fingers through yours and you both started towards the water. As soon as Rosa saw you both walking out she started walking up on the sand towards you to meet you halfway. 
“Hey! What the fuck! How did you get her to act like a real hum-” 
“Moooooooo!” You heard it. Felix heard it. Rosa heard it. Everyone in a mile radius heard it. You all turned and standing not too far from you was a frat bro, obviously drunk, and a few of his buddies. When you looked at him he repeated. 
“Moooooo!” The one thing you had hoped wouldn’t happen, the reason you never dressed that way, your worst nightmare was coming true on a beach in front of Felix. The frat jerk laughed and continued on. 
“Oink oink!” You choked out a sob and ran for the beach blanket grabbing your things quickly. The drunk asshole taunting you as you ran away. 
“Oink oink oi-” The drunk dick head was silenced when Rosa stormed up and punched his lights out. He hit the deck and of course, with it being spring break, beach patrol was right there to see it. They started to escort Rosa away for detainment while the frat bros friends tried to help him walk up right but ended up dragging him away more or less. As Rosa was walking off with beach patrol she hollered back to Felix.  
“Lix! Go find y/n! Make sure she’s okay!” He threw his hands up. 
“What about you?!” She waved him off. 
“I’ll be fine get y/n!” Beach patrol cuffed Rosa and braced her head as they put her in the back of a cruiser and took off. Felix quickly grabbed the blanket and umbrellas then ran off to find you. He was relieved to find you sitting by the car, having nowhere else to really go.  Your hoodie was back on, towel around you. You had your knees pulled up and your face was buried in your arms as you cried absolutely humiliated. 
“y/n...” You sniffled and looked up at Felix then started crying again. Felix crouched down and hugged you. After a minute you calmed down and Felix unlocked the car tossing the stuff inside quickly then helping you up and into the car, still sniffing and wiping your face with your towel. Felix started the car and took off quietly giving you some time. He could only imagine how hurt you were, the hurt he felt for you was unbearable and he felt so guilty. He had reassured you that you looked amazing, you did. That asshole didn’t deserve to lick the sand off your toes, you were an absolute angel, a goddess of beauty. After a moment of silence in the car you realized there were two instead of three people in the vehicle. 
“Where’s Rosa?” You asked in a small voice. Felix glanced between you and the road quickly. 
“Oh... uh... well... she got arrested.” Suddenly your problem seemed trivial. 
“W-WHAT?! HOW!?”  
“Well she sort of decked that asshole, knocked him out cold actually, then beach patrol drug her off. It’s spring break, they’re used to fights. They’ll keep her overnight in the drunk tank and let her go in the morning with a ticket. It’s not the first time she’s visited that drunk tank for fighting on the beach so don’t worry about her okay?” You nodded, a little half smile on your face at the idea of Rosa punching that dick head. Felix made a turn in the opposite direction of his place and you were confused. 
“Isn’t your apartment back that way?” He smiled nodding, eyes on the road. 
“It is. We’re not going to my apartment though.”  
“Uh... w-where are we going?” He made another turn. 
“I told you that you can’t go to the beach and not get into the water...” You started shaking your head no. You could not have a repeat of what just happened. 
“No Lix let’s jus-” 
“It’s okay, it’s my secret spot. My own personal beach. I’ve gone there for years and never seen someone else there. Trust me okay?” Your heart was racing with anxiety but you nodded agreeing. Felix pulled off onto the shoulder into some gravel, parked and turned off the car. 
“We’re here.” It didn’t look like a beach was anywhere near there. Felix got out and opened your door helping you out then grabbing the beach blanket and heading for the tree line. 
“Uh Lixie... where’s the beach?” He laughed deeply. 
“Follow me.” He started to make his way through some brush and you quickly followed before you were left behind. When you made your way through the brush line you found Felix waiting on a path. 
“Come on it’s just a little further this way.” You could hear the ocean now, you were surprised how much the tree line blocked it out. You followed Felix up the path and then you came out on a beautiful little beach. White sand, clear water, and not another singles soul in sight. 
“Oh my god Felix! This place is beautiful!” He smiled ear to ear then ran onto the beach and spread out the blanket falling back and landing on his ass. You walked over and knelt down on the blanket too still in your hoodie, wrapped in your towel. 
“It’s okay y/n. You can relax.” You sat down, stretching your legs out and resting back on your hands. Felix shook his head. 
“I mean it’s okay for you to ditch the hoodie and towel.” You sat up again.  
“Oh! Well... I...” Felix’s hand came up and rubbed your back. 
“I think you look amazing in your bathing suit and it’s only me and you. Trust me?” You looked at him and nodded. You took the hoodie off first tossing it away on the blanket then removing the towel that you had wrapped around your waist. Felix’s eyes ran up and down your body. 
“Lixie?” His lustful gaze turned soft when he realized he’d been staring. 
“Uh... yea... okay! Now let’s get in that water!” Felix jumped up and ran for the ocean. You stood, laughing and made your way down to the shoreline stopping before actually getting in. Felix was already out to his waist in the water, he slapped a big splash of water at you and you were sprayed with cool drops. 
“Get in already!” He called after you. You rolled your eyes but you were laughing. He was happy to see you smiling. 
“I’m convinced every time you get into the ocean you regress to a twelve-year-old.” He laughed and splashed you again. 
“Get! In!” Slash, splash, splash. 
“Okay okay I’m coming stop drowning me!” Felix relented and you waded out into the ocean until you were also waist deep. He was standing in front of you with his smile brighter than the sun reflecting off the water. 
“See? Nice isn’t it?” You hummed nodding running your hands gently through the water. Looking down and seeing all the little fish swimming around the two of you. Felix was staring again this time at your beautiful face while you watched in amazement. The two of you waded out a little further and it seemed like the deeper you got the closer Felix was to you. You jumped when his hand found your waist thinking a fish brushed against you, then you realized it was Felix’s hand, then his arm was around you, then both, your soft wet body squishing against his firm bare chest. Both of you warm and sun kissed. You let out a shudder of a breath. 
“You cold?” He asked in that deep voice, pressing your bodies together closer. You shook your head no. 
“N-no...” He was looking deep into your eyes shaking his head no along with you. His face was leaning in closer and closer. Suddenly a big wave came and crashed into the two of you knocking you under water, sending you spinning. When you resurfaced you spotted Felix frantically looking around for you. When he spun and saw you his hand went to his heart and he let out a sigh of relief. You both made your way out of the water and to the blanket to catch your breath and lay out to dry. Whatever moment had been happening before, the wave ruined and was forgotten. After laying there for a minute you opened your eyes and looked over at Felix. He was laying on his back, eyes closed, little content smile on his face. The apples of his cheeks were starting to turn a little red from the sun and you could count each individual freckle on his face. His blonde hair getting fluffier as it dried. 
“Thanks Felix.” He scrunched his eyes and turned his head to look over at you. His eyes met with yours and he sat up on his elbow so he could look down at you better. 
“For what?” You looked up at him and he didn’t think you could be more beautiful. Sunkissed, sea salt soaked hair starting to dry, just beautiful. 
“For bringing me here... for telling me you think I’m pretty...” Felix shook his head and leaned over you, propped up by his arms, one on each side of your head caging you in under him. You were caught off guard, you looked at the two arms boxing you in then back into Felix’s eyes. 
“I don’t think your pretty y/n.... I know you are.” He leaned down and pressed his lips softly against yours then pulled back, looking down at you, gauging your reaction. You touched your lips smiling. 
“Lixi-” He leaned down again and captured your lips between his, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Your hands slid up Felix’s shoulders and neck, your fingers threading through the long hair at his nape. Your lips parted and Felix took the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth. You made out like that for a while Felix getting bold and squeezing your breasts over your bikini top, making you moan into his kiss. His lips peppered down your neck and chest. 
“Lix...” He hummed acknowledging you. 
“Hmm...” More kisses, teeth gently scraping. 
“Lix...” He nodded. 
“MMhm...” You giggled pushing at his chest a little in vain. He was nibbling your neck his ear right by your lips. 
“Lixie... w-we... we can’t do this h-here.” You whispered your voice breathy. Felix stopped and pulled away quickly. 
“W-we... we can’t do what?” You looked at him sheepishly biting your kiss swollen lips worried you’d assumed too much. 
“Well... you know. We can’t... I can’t...” You looked down at the painfully obvious erection Felix was sporting in his trunks.  
“I can’t... take care of you.” You said sweetly. 
“Y-you want to?” He asked surprised. You pulled him down on you again and kissed him, then pulled away nodding, your teeth gently tugging at your bottom lip. 
“Yes.” You said quietly. Felix brushed a little sand off your face and nodded. He got off you and stood up then helped you and rolled up the blanket again. He led you down the trail and through the brush again. When the two of you got into the car the sexual tension was thick. The whole way back to Felix’s apartment his hand was on your leg, fingers gently tracing, sliding higher then squeezing and tracing back down. You had been completely dried off from the ocean but your bathing suit bottoms were most definitely wet. When you got to Felix’s place, he unlocked the door and let you in first. You tried to just... act natural. 
“So did yo-” When you turned to speak to Felix cupped your face and kissed you. You felt like you were still standing on the beach you were so warm all over. He pulled back smiling.  
“We should probably shower the beach off.” You nodded, speechless. Felix thread his fingers through yours again like he had at the beach and started to lead you towards the bathroom. 
“Will you shower with me?” He asked, giving your hand a gentle squeeze when you didn’t respond. You couldn’t help it. You were half in shock. You never thought you would have found yourself in a senario where Felix and you even kissed let alone have sex. 
“y/n? You okay?” You snapped out of it.  
“Yea! Yes I’m fine.” He stopped just outside the bathroom and leaned in to kiss you again. 
“Will you?” You chewed at your bottom lip again and nodded. 
“Yes.” Felix walked into the bathroom and held the door open. You walked in and stood there nervously as he shut the door and turned back to you. You were never good at hiding your nerves and Felix could tell. 
“y/n?” You looked at him a little wide eyed. 
“I-if you don’t wan-” 
“I DO! I do Felix I'm just... nervous. He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around you. 
“What are you nervous about angel? Maybe I can help.” You hesitated, unsure of how to put into words what you were feeling. 
“You... seeing me.” Felix was looking at you with that soft expression again. 
“Angel... I’ve always seen you. I’m crazy about you y/n. Always have been.” Your jaw dropped.  
“What?!” He nodded and pecked your lips. 
“Why didn’t you ever tell me?!”  
“Because you’re GORGEOUS and I didn’t know for sure if you had any feelings for me and I didn’t want to make things weird, you’re my sister’s best friend.” He was looking down and not in your eyes now. 
“I do.” You said quietly. He looked at you again. 
“You do what?” He knew he just needed to hear you say it. 
“I... I’m in love with you Felix.” You said with a shaky voice. Felix kissed you breathless, holding your soft body against him. He pulled away panting. 
“I love you y/n I love you so much.” You pulled him into another passionate kiss. Felix’s hands traveled up your back and pulled at the first string of your top, untying, and loosening it. He kissed down your neck as he tugged at the other string, pulling it slowly until your top fell to the ground. Instinctively you went to cover up but Felix stopped you. 
“Please, don’t.” You put your arms back down around Felix and he started to pull at both strings of your bottoms. He kissed you and completely untied them at the same time. His tongue softly intruding into your mouth and the fabric hit the floor. Felix’s hands never stayed in one place very long, he wanted to feel everything. When he finally pulled his lips away so that you could both shower and breathe he raised his brow a little, a mischievous smile you usually only saw when he was up to something.  
“Do you want to take mine off me?” You flushed but knelt down grabbing the waist band of his swim trunks and pulling down until his cock was free right in front of your face. It was hard a bead of precum on the tip. You resisted the urge to grab it and stood back up as Felix stepped out of his shorts and turned on the shower. He opened the shower curtain. 
“After you.” You laughed and got in, Felix right behind you. He lathered up some bodywash in his hands. 
“Can I wash you?” You nodded. 
“Yes Lixie.” He bit his lip. 
“I really love it when you call me that.” You smiled. Felix spun his finger around for you to turn your back to him. You turned and Felix started to run his hands along your shoulders and back not only washing you but squeezing and rubbing your shoulders and neck. Between the hot water and Felix’s hands you were so relaxed so you jumped when his arms wrapped around you and he started to rub soap on your breasts. When you jumped you pressed into Felix more and you could feel his erection poking you. He acted as if nothing was happening between your bodies and continued to rub his soapy hands all over you.  
He turned you and pulled your hips close his hard cock still prodding you and Felix gripping your ass then rubbing it. He looked you right in the eyes and Felix’s had something in them you’d never seen. Pure lust. His hands ran down your thighs and he started to kneel in front of you, face to face with your cunt. He continued rubbing the soap over your thighs and down your legs, saving the best part for last. He finally ran his hand over your pussy washing you and you throbbed when his hands moved away. Felix pulled your hips forward and water ran down your body washing the suds away. Suddenly Felix’s face was between your legs and he was finally tasting your sweet cunt. You jumped and he put his arms around your legs and held you close as he continued to savor you, slow long licks of his tongue through your slit. 
“F-Felix...” He spread your pussy open and started sucking on your clit, he hummed.” 
“Hmhm” Was all you heard but what you felt when he hummed against your throbbing clit like that it was divine. 
“F-F-Felix!” He sucked and hummed is disapproval again sending more vibrations rumbling through your cunt and then you realized. 
“Lixie!” He was an absolute starved man. He loved when you called him that. He ate your pussy like it was his job. As far as he was concerned it was. You soared into your orgasm, coming on Felix’s tongue, holding yourself up as your knees went weak. He stood up wiping your juices with the back of his hand then kissed you. His hands roaming your full figure again. You pulled away and stopped him with one finger up. 
“It’s time to clean Lixie too.” Felix’s cock twitched. 
“Okay angel...” He ran his fingers down your cheek. 
“Will you wash me?” You nodded eagerly and grabbed the body wash. You gave Felix the same treatment he’d just given you, massaging his shoulders, soaping his chest and kneeling down to do his legs, his hard leaking cock right in front of you. You took both your soapy hands and grabbed it slowly jerking him off. Felix whimpered, he’d been hard for so long and the feeling of your soapy hands sliding up and down his cock was almost more than he could take. One hand traveled down and fondled his balls as you continued to stroke his cock with the other. He thought he was about to cum but then you removed your hands giving him a little taste of his own medicine. He looked down pouting. You put your hands on his hips and moved him under the stream of water, washing the suds of soap from his body. When Felix was clean you grabbed his dick and started sucking on the tip. 
“F-fuck oh y/n god.” He wasn’t expecting it but he wasn’t complaining either. Your mouth felt amazing wrapped around his aching cock. You took more of him and hummed. 
“Hmhm.” You started sliding up and down his shaft. 
“Y/N! Fuck!” You took a bit more of him and hummed again and then he realized what you wanted. 
“Angel! Your mouth feels so good!” You started deep throating him gagging, Felix gently held your head as you suck the life from him. 
“I’m gonna cum angel fuck, you’re gonna make me cum.” You pulled off and stroked his cock. 
“Where Lixie? Hmm?” A hundred ways and places to cum on you ran through his mind he didn’t know what to pick. He looked down as you stroked his cock fast and saw your huge breasts bouncing with every stroke and he moaned. 
“Tits wanna cum on your tits please!” You stroked him and kitten licked the tip of his cock pressing the base of his tip against your puckered lips and rubbed it against them as you continued jacking him off. He let out a soft moan and you aimed his dick at your tits just as the first streak of cum shot across them. You stroked him as his cum covered your tits and started to drip down your body. 
“F-fuck...” Felix was panting. 
“F-feels so g-good angel... keep stroking get it all.” You did as he asked and wiped the last drop of cum off on your chest. Felix looked down at you, he was red and out of breath. You had big doe eyes and wore his cum all over your breasts. He helped you up, cupped your face and kissed you, then washed your chest off one more time before you both got out of the shower. You dried off and you went to go into the room that you were using for the trip. Felix grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards his room. 
“Absolutely not.” You giggled as you followed the towel clad man to his room. He led you in and towards his bed. 
“There. That’s where you belong angel. In my bed.” You laughed and finished drying your hair tossing the towel in a near by hamper. Felix closed the space between you. He ran his hands down your arms and grabbed your hands. He squeezed them and leaned in kissing you. He let go to hold you by your wide hips and your arms wrapped around his shoulders your fingers threading through his hair. You pulled away to get air, your foreheads pressed together, both of you blushing, breathing heavy. One of Felix’s hands came up and two fingers slid into the tie of your towel loosening it and allowing it to fall to the floor, leaving you soft and naked in front of him. He squeezed his cock over his towel already so hard again then pulled his towel off tossing it aside. He cupped your face with both hands and pressed his lips softly against yours and then whispered. 
“Can I have you?” Your heart was racing a million miles a minute. You looked into his eyes, bit your lip and nodded. 
“Tell me angel. Tell me you want me.” You kissed him gently, once, twice, three times. 
“Felix, take me, I’m yours.” He kissed you and leaned you back onto the bed, climbing between your legs. He leaned over to his nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. He ripped it open and rolled it down his length. You spread your thick thighs wider for him. 
“Lixie...” You said in a sweet voice. He lined up his cock with your wet hole. 
“I’ve got you angel don’t worry.” He slowly pushed in and you both relished every inch of him sliding into you. Felix had the sexiest moans and when he bottomed out he let out a grunt and a big breath. 
“God! You’re so tight, so soft. Feel so good, I always knew you would you’re a fucking goddess, this body... fuck do you know what you do to me?!” Feeling you squeeze him was unreal. He started to set a rhythm pumping into you, your breasts bouncing with each thrust. Felix leaned down and started sucking on one of your nipples still rolling his hips into your plump cunt. 
“Oh my god Lixie MMMmm tell me! Tell me what I do to you!” You ran your fingers through his hair and held on as he sucked a mark on the side of your breast and pulled off.  
“Angel I’ll tell you, goddess, fucking beautiful being, every inch of your body is worth tasting and sipping on your sweet pussy is like tasting nectar from the gods. I can not believe I get to have you, fuck you.” Hips started thrusting into yours harder. 
“Yes Lix right there oh my god!” Felix gave it to you right there, over and over pushing you towards your second orgasm. 
“Is it right there angel hmmm? Is that where you want it?” You nodded. 
“Y-y-yes Lixie mmm harder.” He held your hips and fucked you harder until your cunt turned into a vice grip squeezing him, quivering and twitching as you came on his cock. 
“FUCK! HOLY Sh- that... mmmm.” He started to fuck you faster chasing his high and prolonging yours. He held your tits with both hands as he rolled his hips and thrusted into you fast and hard. 
“Can I cum on your tummy angel, god I wanna blow all over your cute belly. Please?” Words were not easy as Felix fucked you into oblivion. 
“Y-yes Lixie c-cum... cum...” You were softly rubbing your clit still riding the buzz of your climax. When Felix looked down and saw you pleasuring yourself he loved it he thought you made the prettiest face when you came. 
“That’s it baby work yourself up, cum with me. Play with it.” You started fingering yourself faster pressing two fingers firmly against your clit. 
“Yes rub it faster... FUCK I’m gonna cum so hard... you gonna cum with me angel right?” You bit your lip and rubbed your clit faster nodding. 
“Gonna... gonna cum Lix...mmmm yes!” He hummed his satisfaction. 
“Hmmm fast and hard baby I’m gonna cum!” You rubbed your clit as fast as you could and started to cum moaning out Felix’s name. 
“FELIX FUCK!” He pulled out took off the condom and started stroking his cock and moaning. 
“Uhhhfuck!” Cum shot across your tummy streaking again and again Felix stroking fast as he unloaded all over your belly. He moved your hand and rubbed the tip of his cock against your sensitive clit causing you both to twitch and jump from overstimulation. You laid there a little fucked out, Felix crawled up next to you and ran his finger through his cum on your belly. 
“Wanna taste?” You sighed content and nodded. Felix stuck his finger in your mouth and you sucked the cum from it. 
“Mmmmm... Lixie...” Felix’s cock twitched. 
“Hmm we’ll take five, get my cum off you, and then I’m gonna bend you over and really fuck you angel again and again baby I’m fucking you all night.” Your pussy clenched and you pressed your legs together for a little friction. 
“Promise?”  Felix crawled between your legs, head hovering over your swollen cunt. He licked a fat stripe through your slit collecting your cum on his tongue and smiling when you jumped. 
“Oh I promise. To hell with five minutes. Lick that cum off while I eat you good angel. You’re gonna get this cock again.” And he did. Felix fucked you all night long. You lost count of the number of orgasms the man gave you. It made him so hard seeing you clench and ooze for him, he went wild making you cum. Finally when your bodies gave out on you, the both of you fell asleep tangled up in Felix’s bed. 
“WELL I’LL BE GOD DAMNED! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!” You and Felix both jolted awake and upright gripping for blankets, sheets, anything to cover up with. There in Felix’s bedroom doorway, a tad more than shocked, was Rosa. You were so worried that she was pissed at you for sleeping with her brother, you felt so guilty. Felix started to explain. 
“Rosa look w-” 
“To think! I was rotting away in prison and you’re here boning my bestie?” When you heard the lilt to her voice you knew she wasn’t mad. You and Felix may have never told her but the girl is not dumb, she knows when she see two idiots in love. Felix rubbed the sleep out of his eyes more. You groaned and slumped back in bed still exhausted from the marathon of love making you and Felix had the night before. 
“One it was the drunk tank, two I called they wouldn’t let me bail you out. Also no one told you to go Mike Tyson on the guy.” Rosa scoffed as if she’d heard the most ridiculous thing. 
“You think I wasn’t knocking teeth for my bestie?! Do you even know me? Also keep it in mind cause it’s what I’ll do to you if you hurt her.” He threw up his hands. 
“What the fuck, I'm your brother!” She shook her head. 
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binsito · 6 months
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tired
pairing: lee felix x fem reader
genre: bff!felix, pining, angst
word count: 2.4k
rating: mature, includes: unprotected sex, mentions of fingering and f receiving oral, it's pretty vanilla just kinda angsty, petnames like "baby", "pretty boy", and "princess" are used, felix is ur bff that's in love with you and you have horrible dating experiences with shitty people
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felix was tired of having to wipe your tears.
was tired of having to listen to you talk in extensive detail over how shitty the guys you've dated have been.
how they hurt you, how they toss you aside and make you feel little.
was tired of having to pick up the pieces of your broken heart, patching them back into place only for you to go and get it torn right out of your chest all over again.
he was absolutely sick of it.
but most of all he was sick of you telling him how your lovers always fell short.
how the sex was mediocre, how they left you high and dry, chasing their own pleasure and leaving you hanging - utterly unfulfilled and upset.
he was sick of you telling him how many orgasms you've faked, how many times you've lied about how big their cock was in hopes that maybe that would push them to fuck you harder.
how they never knew where your clit was, always rubbing the skin next to it painfully hard or rubbing your folds - never where you needed them the most.
felix would never do you like that.
he wouldn't dream of giving you frustrating, god awful, pathetic sex.
felix wanted nothing more than to pull orgasm after orgasm from you, lapping your sweet cream with his tongue, dying to taste you, to have you shake under him.
he wanted to let you use him, he wanted to be a toy for you, for you to mount him and get off on him. he wanted to be good for you, to take whatever you gave him, to have you cum around his cock while he looked up at you with bleary eyes.
was that too much to ask for?
it was all he ever wanted..
he would never hurt you, would never leave you, would never make you feel worthless.
he wanted you to be his princess, he wanted you to only look at him and not those lazy excuses of a partner.
but he was just your best friend.
and you would never look at him that way.
"thank you for picking me up lix.." you said softly, breaking him out of his thoughts
you had called him to come pick you up from some guy's house, felix already knew that the guy had disappointed you in one way or another but he didn't say anything.
this was routine.
"i-i'm sorry for calling you so late.. he just didn't seem like he wanted me to stay the night so.. i felt weird asking if i could.." he just nodded, not wanting to say anything for fear of saying something brash.
"is it.. alright if you just take me back to yours? i would feel so bad if you drove all the way back to my apartment.." "s'fine yeah? you know i'd never say no to you.." he mumbled
and that was true.
he was physically incapable of telling you no, no matter how hard he tried. you could ask him to wrestle a bear for you and he would do it, no questions asked.
the rest of the ride back to his place was quiet, he didn't even bother turning the radio on. he just wanted to lay in bed, hoping you would spare him the details of your encounter because he feared he would go ballistic, could potentially show up at that guys place and fuck him up if he had done anything to you.
you took the right side of the bed, that was your spot. felix was very particular about what side was whose, you always thought it was funny. you didn't care much for sides, especially if you were drunk or super exhausted, any side was a good side.
he laid there, back towards you while you stared up at the ceiling. he could tell you were going to have trouble sleeping tonight. you barely slept if you had a mind full of racing thoughts. normally he would curl up into your sides or have you fall asleep on his chest but he was also spent.
tired.
tired of the constant back and forth. of always being the one waiting for you at the end of the tunnel.
tired of having to be strong for you, so you had someone to lean on when things went to shit.
"i-is there.. something wrong with me?"
oh god.
he could hear the tears in your voice.
shit.
"what? no, fuck no." he's quick to answer. "why would there be anything wrong with you?.." "then why does this always happen?.."
"because shitty guys tend to take advantage of sweet and beautiful girls like you.."
"i-im not-" "yes, you are.. you're the prettiest girl i know and trust me, i fucking hate seeing you like this.." his voice was soft yet stern, hoping the words would stick with you.
you were pretty.
prettier than any flower he's every picked, prettier than any sunset he's ever seen, prettier than any star he's ever counted.
and he's counted a lot.
trying hard to find you in a galaxy far away but never coming close.
always just too out of reach.
maybe he'd be a little more lucky in a different lifetime.
"i-i'm sorry lix.. i must be so annoying.. always asking you for help whenever i do something stupid.." "i love you.. that's what i'm here for.." he loved you.
his body was screaming for you to realize the weight of his words.
i love you, i love you, i love you!
"i love you too lix.."
but not in the way i love you, right?
of course not.
you both fall quiet but the room felt so loud, so unbearably loud. like the walls were laughing at you both, pointing and mocking.
felix shut his eyes, not wanting to feel anything anymore and hoping to fall asleep right away.
he was hoping you'd follow suit, that you would just go to bed after this and you two could carry on like you always did.
"i just wish i could find someone like you.. i wish i could just date you instead of wasting my time over and over again.."
felix wished you never said that.
that you had just let this go and had just gone to bed.
and part of him was so angry because couldn't you see how hard he tried for you? how incredibly lovesick he was?
"you should just go to bed." he spoke, not meaning to sound so cold. you obviously picked up on his tone.
"lix i'm sorry that was weird right?-"
"no, but it pissed me off because yeah.. wouldn't it have saved you all the trouble if you just dated me?" "lixie i didn't mean to-" "didn't mean to upset me, i get it. but i'm gonna be upset regardless because i've been going through this with you for far too long and i am just so.. fucking.. tired.
when i say i love you, i'm not just saying it because i feel like it or because you're my best friend.. i'm saying it because i fucking love you and i'm dying for you to just pick me for once.."
you felt so little at this moment.
so, so stupid.
the crazy thing was, you knew how he felt but you always just pushed it aside as nothing. that maybe you were reading into the way he liked holding your hand too much. that you were crazy to ever think your best friend could feel something more for you than just platonic friendship.
you opened your mouth to speak but ultimately fell silent.
how would you even answer? what could you even possibly say?
he figured he fucked up, about to turn away again and pretend he didn't just say the craziest shit ever. god, he wished he could just vanish.
"lix.. please don't be mad at me.. i-i'm sorry.."
if there was something you hated more than the guys you've slept with, it's feeling like you hurt felix.
"just stop apologizing please-"
"no.. you can't just say you love me and then try pushing me away.." you spoke, trying to keep your voice from faltering or sounding weak.
"i don't want to complicate things.."
"but you already did, felix."
he decided it would be best if he just slept on the couch tonight, sitting up and scooting towards the edge of the bed. your hand quickly coming over to grab his arm
"felix, please. don't leave.. we both need to stop being reckless.. you can't keep hiding your feelings and i can't keep making bad choices.. it's so bad for us." you spoke softly, your touch burning through him.
he couldn't resist you, he always sought out your warmth and soft skin.
"wouldn't dating your best friend be a bad choice?"
you couldn't help but let out a soft laugh at that.
"no.. because i know you're a good person.. you've been patient with me and i know that this might be the only good choice i'll ever make."
now he was the one trying to find words and failing to come up with a response.
but there didn't need to be any more words exchanged, you tugged him towards you and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
both of your hearts thumping nervously in your chest. it felt different but right. it was like learning to swim, you were afraid of drowning but felix was there to hold you up, kissing you back once he realized he didn't give a fuck anymore.
he loved you and he wasn't going to miss an opportunity to show you that he could love you just as you deserved.
--
it felt like the whole world was fast asleep while the two of you hastily took your clothes off. all of it strewn on the floor, bodies bare, radiating heat and harboring so many new feelings.
felix lived alone so there was no need for you to be as quiet as you were but it almost felt better this way.
you couldn't quite remember how it had escalated to this point.
maybe it was when felix let out a needy whimper against your lips or when you pulled him in close by his hair. he was so pliant, so ready to give.
you both knew you wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight anyways, so once it had gotten to this point, you both welcomed it.
"lix it's okay.." you whispered, you could see him contemplating going any further, like he was guilty about doing this.
you cupped his face and kissed his forehead softly
"i trust you..it's okay lixie.."
you trust him.
his heart felt like it could burst.
you trust him.
you trust him enough to let him have you like this, to make you feel good, to treat you well.
he wasn't going to disappoint.
he didn't care if he got to finish after this or not, his one goal in mind is to finally do all the things he'd dreamt of doing to you.
he was more worried about making sure you'd cum and were left satisfied. he let you know in advanced that he wasn't one to get embarrassed if you guided his hand or told him how to touch. he wanted to know, was eager to learn what made your toes curl.
two fingers deep inside you while his pretty lips worked diligently on your clit. your breathy moans would be engraved in his memory after this.
"oh god.. lixie.. just like that baby.." hands tangled in his long hair.
baby.
it's like you knew exactly what to say to make him crazy.
"shit.. lixie.. can't anymore.. gotta have you.." you sighed out, eyes shut tightly, your stomach coiling at the arising orgasm he was pulling from you. he pulled back and looked down at your cunt, it was basically screaming his name, fluttering around nothing, begging him to just finally breach your hole and make it his.
you wanted to cum on him, wanted to have him inside and hold him close.
he knew he was a dead man as soon as he lined up and pressed in, holding your hands gently and letting out a relieved exhale. it felt so much better than he had ever imagined, sucking him in like your cunt was made for him.
"g-god i'm not sure i'll last very long.." he chuckled
you smiled up at him and he kissed you just as he started to move gently, pacing himself in hopes of drawing this out as long as he could but in all honesty, he was dying to rut into you with all the force he could muster.
your arms wrapping around him as his forehead pressed against yours.
it was perfect.
he was perfect.
gentle and sweet, asking you if you were alright, telling you how much he loved you, how good you were taking his cock.
you could get used to this.
making love with felix.
you hated yourself for how long it took you to get here, how many heartaches and horrible exes you went through only to fall back into felix's arms time and time again.
this time you hoped to stay.
"i'm close lixie.. right there.." you whimpered, legs coming around his hips to cage him in.
he kept hitting your spot, pushing you to your peak, intensity bubbling in your tummy until it was just too much - snapping within you, your orgasm taking over all your senses.
felix cooed and sweet talked you through it, helping you ride it out as he let himself go as well, filling you with his own cum.
post nut clarity hitting him because he was so fucking worried this would ruin everything he's ever known.
he'd rather throw himself into ongoing traffic than to lose you, his best friend.
"lix.." you grabbed his face
"pretty boy.. you need to stop worrying so much.." pecking his lips gently to bring his attention back towards you.
"i promise i wanna try this with you.. i really do.. i want us to both be happy together.." he nodded and laid down on your chest, holding you close and shutting his eyes.
"i'll make you happy.. i won't let you cry anymore. i waited so long for you, princess.."
you smiled softly to yourself, playing with his hair and massaging his scalp.
you knew things would be alright for a change.
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number1jeonginstan · 2 months
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I feel like Felix would have a thing for food play...
A/N: No literally me and @astraysimp talked about this a while ago and added it to our Valentine’s Masterlist because I can just imagine Felix with food play (Also, I've been literally going crazy over Felix lately)
wc: .5k
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“Baby can you taste this?” he asked, a spoon full of batter on his finger.
“Yeah one second” you screamed from your shared room as you ventured over to the kitchen.
You slowly put his fingers in your mouth, sucking at the creamy batter. “Taste good Lixie, when you bake them add whipped cream”
You went back to the room, scrolling on your phone, an hour passing by quickly. As you got deeper and deeper onto your Twitter feed, you stumbled across a video of this girl sucking on her boyfriend's dick, covered in cream.
"Hey Lixie" you whimpered as you stumbled out of the room, your cheeks slightly flushed from what you had just seen.
"Yeah, babe?" he asked, looking up from the tarts he was making.
"Can we try something?"
"Yeah of course, what do you need?" he asked, going to the sink and washing his hands.
"Whipped cream"
"Oh, do you want to do that back of a hand-smacking challenge thing? I saw it all over TikTok, and I thought it was cute." He giggled, walking over to you and squishing your face. "I could only imagine your cute little face covered with it after failing"
"It's something like that" you replied before taking the can from the counter.
"And what would that be baby?" he asked, kissing your lips.
"Come on" you took his hand, dragging him to the living room, forcing him to sit on the couch as you got on your knees in front of me.
"Fuck baby, if you are doing what I think you are, I'm not going to last that long"
"What do think I'm doing?" you asked, looking up at him with your doe eyes as you slowly pulled his sweatpants revealing his cock since he wasn't wearing underwear.
His cock was already slightly hard, but as you rubbed the length, you could feel it get harder in your hand.
"Fuck kitten" he groaned as your hand moved up and down on his cock, pre-cum already trailing out of the tip, adding extra lubrication.
When he was finally hard, you asked permission before spraying a heaping of cream on his tip, licking it off like you did with batter on his fingers an hour prior.
"Baby, this mouth is fucking amazing" he groaned as you sucked on the tip.
The taste of the sweet cream on his dick made it more inviting as you sucked on it harder, licking it up and down.
You slowly moved your head down his dick, your head bobbing up and down as he slowly wrapped your hair around his hand, forcing you to take the entirety of his cock down your throat.
"Fuck kitten, take my cock" he groaned before fucking your face, the tip of his dick hitting the back of your throat.
You groaned at the feeling, loving the way he forced himself into your throat. You felt it twitch in your mouth as you hummed around it, knowing he was close, your own arousal causing your panties to stick to your cunt.
"There we go baby, take my cum" he groaned as he came down your throat with a groan, moaning at how tight and warm your throat was.
"Fuck baby, was it good?"
"So good Lixie, you taste so good" you moaned as he removed his cock from your throat.
"Good baby, now let's see what's sweeter, your cunt or this cream" he chuckled as he picked up the can from beside you, dragging you into your room.
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ipegchangbin · 1 year
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sub!model!felix x dom!makeup artist!reader
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There’s a new lipstick that claims to be make-out-proof. You, with your makeup expertise, naturally decide to test it on your model boyfriend, Felix: except he’s the one that gets to wear it. 
🏷 gender neutral afab reader (they/them pronouns, no specifics), smut, fluff, some humor, established relationship, porn with barely any plot. 
🏷 petnames “mommy” and “baby girl,” unprotected sex, feminization kink, slight oral and hand fixation, marking, butt plug (felix using), thigh riding, fingering (felix receiving), overstimulation, male squirting, lots of teasing, voyeurism mention, no specifics about y/n’s physique. 
w/c: 8.8k
a/n: happy (hopefully not late) valentine’s day! to celebrate, i finally present to you the long overdue felix-gets-fucked fic! based on my thought piece, this concept has been on my mind ever since. i kept rewriting this fic but i drew the header art so fast LMAO icb i finished it!! otherwise, enjoy!
18+ only. minors do not interact.
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On slow days, you would often find yourself bored in the makeup store. Your boyfriend, Lee Felix, would probably be just as bored, sitting in the chair of his set. Your notifications were as empty as the barren shop.
After two aimless scrolls down your Instagram feed, you realized that you hadn’t posted anything recently and hadn’t texted Felix that day.
The afternoon sun brought in waves of humid air throughout the city, setting everyone back from a trip around the shops. You peered over at the conversation with your boyfriend as you thought about ways to kill time.
It wasn’t uncommon to go for a while without contacting each other. It had been years since you two became official, after all, and comfortable silence had become a given that you both simply indulged in. That didn’t take your mind off of the boredom, though, and your fingers itched to do something. They found Felix’s contact on your phone, bedazzled with an embarrassing nickname and profile picture. 
It stung to think that if you weren’t looking at his endearing profile, you would instead settle for some sort of creeping guilt of not posting anything on your social media page after a while. Either way, you shot him a message.
you: lix, wya? you: im bored as hell
Considering Felix’s work as a professional model, he would probably reply in less than ten minutes. You thought to turn your phone off and play with the freshly-cleaned makeup brushes on the makeup store’s vanity counter while waiting.
But this is Lee Felix, the sunshine of your days, and you didn’t have to wait any longer than two seconds.
lixie: Am at the shoot I told u about lixie: Bored too tbh LOL
Even if he typed in a silly way, you couldn’t help but love him.
He’d always been your go-to person to unwind and be yourself around. Starting as best friends gave you both a jumpstart to be comfortable around the other. People would say it worked a little too well especially since you two had become the most seriously unserious couple in the creative industry.
That fact made him understand you more than anyone else: you were both creatives. Your heart belonged to the artistic liberties of makeup and beauty, while his heart belonged to the ethereal realm of modeling and fashion. Your two hearts found each other, which was almost perfect for the adjacent businesses. He collaborated with you on makeup challenges. You came to his sets as his “preferred makeup artist.” He understood you whenever you ranted about stupid trends and declining engagement in your channels.
With that, could tell him about your uneventful day and equally uneventful social media pages, but you refrained from complaining more than dropping a passing mention.
you: idrk what to do there are no customers you: and i havent posted anything new you: but its not like theres much to do lixie: Well you’re the genius one here! lixie: Got art block or something?
The prompt response caught you off guard. Almost as if you have forgotten, this was Felix, and he always sensed whenever something was wrong.
As if he had some sort of radar or emotion detector, he always just knew how you were. Maybe it had to do with the fact that he had always been in the proximity of your face, observing your concentration as you put eyeliner on him before shooting. Maybe that connection stuck with him after years of being together, and it had remained strong to the point that he could feel it from miles away, staring emptily into the face of some other random MUA. 
Alas, you found yourself overthinking again. You would rather overthink about your relationship than your semi-abandoned creative efforts, though.
you: well i guess you can call it that. im just conscious since i havent really posted you: idk what to do next. ive done everything lixie: How about, “Boyfriend does my makeup drunk edition”? :D you: boring ! lixie: “Makeup tut but bf does my voiceover”? :D you: just because it got views doesnt mean its worth doing a fifth time >:(( lixie: I’m kidding LOL 
The scowl on your face reflected on the mirror sitting in front of you. You knew that if only Felix saw it right now, he would have lost his mind trying to turn it upside down.
You were right though. You two did everything.
My boyfriend does my makeup? Done, and he did an okay job at it. “The boy beat” makeup tutorial featuring Felix? Damn right he did. Boyfriend does my voiceover? It was so good that you guys did it four times and everyone fell in love with the deep timbre of his voice contrasted with his surprising amount of knowledge. Even if it was easy to collaborate with him, it was hard to create something new and unique. On the contrary, your audience fell in love with you two. It’s nice to watch a model and a stylist practice their art together.
Lost for ideas, you decided just to tease him instead.
lixie: So? No ideas in that pretty head? you: i got one thing in mind lixie: And what might that be? you: having you here you: in my arms you: to kiss up and call pretty :>
It was a thing that you usually did since you loved how he always reacted so pricelessly. He didn’t disappoint with his response, the notifications popping up not even half a minute after your last message.
lixie: HNDNSABNNDJS lixie: Don’t tease me unprompted!! lixie: ;__;
You’re so grateful that he’s always up to play with you.
You thought deeply — too deeply for a situation like this — and scanned the store shelves and storage room for ideas.
You wondered what he would be up to right now.
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Felix was stunned.
Done-up in the most expensive face and hairstyle he’s rocked to date, adorned with an unbuttoned suit jacket that one could only dream to wear, he was supposed to look like the stunner. His pecs were only barely hidden and the midsection of his upper body was almost entirely exposed.
Instead, he was the speechless one. He wasn’t shocked by the cold air seeping through his revealing outfit, but his hair raised at your messages.
Your teasing usually should not affect him this much, but today, it was something different. The whole day, all he could think about was you. His mind went to your first meeting. Earlier, he got deja vu as one of the stylists applied lipstick on him. It felt familiar, the feeling of a senior stylist’s hand resting on his face as a brush glided along the perimeter of his mouth. All it lacked was the stunning view of your face in particular. It reminded him of the first time you ever laid eyes on him, and it was to check on his eyeshadow. You stared at each other for too long, exchanged numbers after the shoot, and the rest was history.
He was pissed, to say the least, that you weren’t the assigned stylist for the shoot this time. Nothing could ever compare to the focused look you gave him as you fixed the corners of his mouth with the smooth swipe of your pinky finger.
He craved that touch again.
“Yo,” a dragged-out sigh whisked through the air. “You’ll catch a fly in your mouth if you keep that jaw open.”
Felix looked up from his phone to find Hyunjin, his best friend and one of the junior photographers on set, eyeing his reflection in the mirror. He had his bleached blond hair half-up, tied messily to complete his so-called “intern look.” Most of the senior directors and photographers on set confused him for a model.
“Am I interrupting some kinda internal monologue sesh?” Hyunjin smiled, leaning behind Felix’s chair, raising a brow at him through the reflection. 
“No, I just—”
“He’s thinking about Y/N again.” Jeongin, their other best friend, popped from behind the vanity, carrying Hyunjin’s abandoned camera. 
The two were interns at the studio. Both were very bored art students looking for a job to pass the time by. Jeongin was there to work as a personal assistant and was mistaken for a stylist considering his fashion sense. His behavior around set proved otherwise, though, since he spent the entire day prodding at everyone’s business.
Felix was no exception as a victim.
“Imagine flirting online,” Hyunjin chuckled while reaching for the camera. Jeongin handed it out to him, only to swing his arm back, teasing the older.
Jeongin dismissed the frown on Hyunjin’s face and fiddled with the camera. “Yeah, cut your significant other some slack, they must be busy at the store or something,” he added.
“Nah, they aren’t.”
Hyunjin snagged the camera back. “Editing a Youtube video?”
“That’s exactly why they messaged me. They asked for ideas for a new video.” Felix sat back and redirected his eyes back to the conversation on his phone. The other two slowly turned their heads to each other.
“Wow! Did you hear that, Innie? They messaged him!” Hyunjin yelped.
“Lix didn’t message first? Unheard of!” Jeongin gasped.
“Cut it out, overdramatic cunts.” The accent made the last word roll off Felix’s tongue in a heavy and aggressive accent. “I want to help them this once. Shoo. Leave me be.”
“Oh, why are you getting all worked up, man?” The younger placed his hands on Felix’s shoulders and wiggled them.
Actually — why was he getting all worked up? Everything seemed off: he wasn’t the type to get annoyed easily like that.
He would have defended himself, but he thought it over. Not only had he been unusually sentimental while getting ready, but even as the day started, he was already rolling off to a rough start. He barely got out of bed, reaching out to you from the side and asking for longer morning cuddles specifically from you. He had been so clingy all day that the silence and afternoon heat killed him from looking forward to anything else but you.
A discussion brewed between the menaces as Felix thought about it. “Innie, you know, he couldn’t even hit the poses right. The director felt bad because our bro didn’t seem into it.”
Felix’s cheeks flushed upon hearing that. “No way, Hyune,” the other replied.
Oh god, Felix thought.
He swatted embarrassing thoughts away from his head to not get teased any further by his own friends. His thoughts — and something else — were hindering him from doing anything physically. The poor boy couldn’t even shift in his seat from embarrassment. It’s not that he didn’t want to physically fidget, he just couldn’t. His entire body froze, but he also just could not move by any means. It would be uncomfortable for him, and it wasn’t just because the clothes restricted him.
Something underneath his clothes would shift too and pierce his body with shockwaves. Before that could, though, his phone vibrated before he did.
you: babe! you: had a breakthrough so big i said eureka out loud in the store [you sent a photo]
Felix immediately opened the notifications and observed the sent messages. He opened the photo even before it loaded. When it did, he nearly melted in his seat.
You supposedly sent him a picture of a product that you found. By the looks of it, you probably thought of doing a product review of it, but that wasn’t the first impression he got from the picture. The first thing he saw was your face, winking with a toothy grin, your beautiful hand holding the product up next to your cheek.
God, you were all sorts of stunning to him.
lixie: OMHJYGOD YOUre so pretty you: dont look at me, silly! you: look at this lipstick. its so funny
For a moment, he didn’t listen. His eyes were still fixated on everything from your expression, to your features, to the nails that you just got done holding up the product. As if he had gone stupid, he had to blink and shake his head before formulating a reply that made sense.
lixie: LMFAOOOO THE NAME you: its not the name baby lixie: WHAT SHADE COLOR IS THAT LMAOOO  you: the shade looks fine, look at the label! lixie: What’s it say you: the label claims its make-out proof lixie: ??!!! LOL
Of course, he didn’t make any sort of sense whatsoever. His two friends watched him frantically type away, barely being able to process anything from the mere sight of you.
“Bro’s deluded,” Jeongin whispered.
“Bro’s fucking horny,” Hyunjin commented, squinting at his friend.
you: you sound so funny baby you: anyway i was thinking i should review it you: but can you join me? i wanna try something
It felt like something broke inside of him. A shot of excitement ran through his system, hitting down until his core — oh shit that hurt.
He tried to twist his lower half again, fidgeting in his seat, but it grew harder for him to do so. With tears in his eyes, he jolted up, attempting to focus on the conversation.
lixie: Sure, what do you want me to do? lixie: Won’t you just do an application and wear test thing? you: mmm i guess u can say that you: but im making it a lil different lixie: How so?
The intrigue bit his tongue and Felix attempted to swallow it. The staff around him were wrapping up the shoot, pushing equipment back in their places, and some started to leave as soon as the director announced the last “cut.” He, however, was glued to the vanity chair, shaking in anticipation.
you: im gonna put it on you baby <3
Felix’s eyes widened.
It didn’t matter how many times you placed makeup on him, nor did it matter how many times he joined you in your antics. There were too many things going on in his head that toyed with his thought process and everything that came with it. He didn’t exactly know why, but a knot formed in his stomach. He grew nervous and just knew that you were up to something sinister.
lixie: But how are we gonna do the wear test? I already got my face done and half the day has passed, I’m even done w my part of the shoot you: you dont get it ??? lixie: I don’t get it!! you: ill put it on you when you get here. and were not just testing how long it wears regularly, were testing what the label says you: ill be there in 10mins love you baby
He sat back, looked up from his phone, and his gaze zeroed in on his reflection, attempting to focus on the thought. How would you conduct a different kind of wear test? In terms of makeup, a wear test would simply be to spend a full day with the product on and to see if it still holds its place at the end of it. It had already been well past afternoon by that time and it wasn’t like there were many other things to do that could budge the lipstick aside from dinner. He always trusted your genius, but he knew that there was more to this.
Felix blinked, once, twice, and then stared.
Were you…going to test if it was really make-out proof?
The world around him seemed to dim — it did, since the studio lights were turning off and the senior stylists urged Jeongin to wake the model up from his short-circuiting brain to change out of the clothes.
That is if Felix could still respond before the horniness consumed him.
lixie: Wait lixie: Don’t tell me lixie: DON’T TELL ME lixie: You’ll test it by putting it on me lixie: AND THEN MAKE OUT WITH ME?????? [Read 2:50 PM] lixie: Y/N!!! Answer me!!! [Delivered, unread 2:51 PM]
The cogs in his head accelerated before banging to a full stop, clinks and clanks ringing through his ears at his very slow realization.
“Congrats, smartypants, you figured it out.” Hyunjin scoffed from behind him.
“Dude—wait, hey! Have you been watching me the whole time?!”
“You should be more secretive,” Jeongin giggled. “Get those privacy screen protectors or something. Now we know what poor Y/N has to deal with every day.”
“And stop getting your thoughts tangled in horny next time you text,” Hyunjin elbowed the poor model boy, fiddling with his camera as if nothing happened. “Don’t worry. Your secrets and online PDA are safe with us.” 
Felix’s face was washed without color. His jaw hung open both at his friends’ antics and your devilish plans.
“I’m looking forward to that review,” Jeongin added before walking away, teasingly pushing Felix’s shoulder on the way out. “Not that I’ll use it or anything.”
The two friends left the set side-eyeing and giggling at Felix.
It wasn’t long before you pulled up to the studio to pick your boyfriend up.
“Hi, darling.” Felix’s greeting and nervous smile lit up the quiet air and darkness of your car. He got in the passenger seat and immediately leaned in to kiss your cheek.
He was trembling. 
You had to laugh. “Hey, babe. What’s got you shaken up?”
“Long day.”
“That’s it?” You raised an eyebrow.
“Long because of you,” he said, scrunching his nose. “Kept teasing me.”
“Aw, don’t sulk, silly.” You cooed at him, “Save the pout for later, baby. We’re going home.”
Maybe it was the combination of inhaling your expensive signature scent and hearing the sound of your voice again that made him tingle all over. Maybe it had to do with the curling corners of your mouth that gave Felix all the information he needed in the world. Maybe it was the fact that you held the back of his seat as the car reversed, and the action looked undeniably sexy. 
Felix lifted a leg to cross over the other, but it only ever made him look more uncomfortable throughout the entire car ride home. Though concerned, you didn’t point it out, and instead continued to drive.
His chest was heaving and he internally scolded himself for acting like a bitch in heat.
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The both of you arrived home sooner than expected.
The tunes that you played earlier in the car ride home stuck in Felix’s head. He wondered if the song choice of a sultry voice singing about “wants and needs” was deliberate. It was your playlist, and if you intended to include subliminal messaging, then it worked like a charm on him.
He had been worked out to the point he couldn’t face you. The moment he laid eyes on you again in your apartment’s living room, he shied away almost immediately.
You caught his averting gaze, though, and disallowed him from living it down. “Is there something on my face, baby?”
Baby. He could spend a lifetime just listening to you calling him that name. The way it sounded so natural coming from you made him melt. 
He also could not stop staring at your lips. You always wore a certain gloss no matter the occasion. Even if it was your signature, Felix couldn’t help but stare, and it didn’t make his situation any better. In fact, it got worse, and it felt like the straining in his pants could explode.
“Mm, ‘s nothing, Y/N.”
“You sure?” You prodded. “Your friends kept waving at me and they looked back at you earlier.”
“Ah, please don’t mind them.” He scoffed. “They were being cheeky cunts.”
“That’s a funny way to put it.”
“Anyway, how are we gonna do th-the…uh, the thing…?” Felix stammered, playing with his fingers instead of looking you in the eye.
“Oh, glad you mentioned it!” You hurriedly grabbed the three tiny boxes in your bag. “I got a bit excited over it. Look at this!”
There was nothing too remarkable about the boxes. They looked like basic products, but the huge bolded font on the product labels caught his eye. “It’s more of a stain or something. The label says it can survive five consecutive make-out sessions before a singular budge.”
“It’s…interesting, yeah.” Felix blinked. You chuckled, nodding at his reasonable reaction. “So…y-you’ll put that on me.”
“Yep.”
“And then we kiss.”
“Make-out,” you corrected. Your voice was clear and slightly stern, but the smile that formed on your face sent him in shivers.
The familiarity in your features contrasted with whatever stunts you were going to pull on him sent his head into a haze.
“Anything wrong with it?”
“No,” he shook his head.
“Lix, baby, just be clear with me.” You inched closer to him, bringing your hands to his plump freckle-spotted cheeks. “You don’t mind that I’ll record this and post it?”
“Of course, I don’t mind. I just…” Felix sighed.
“…Just curious, what are you planning to show in the video?”
“I’m gonna show the application, I’ll start by putting it on you.”
The heat rushed to Felix’s face as numerous thoughts clouded his mind as he visualized everything in his mind.
“We’re gonna kiss for a brief moment in the video, probably make out and do…whatever,” you winked shyly. “It’s only gonna be brief. Gotta keep it within community guidelines.”
One of your hands made its way down to his hip. You pulled him closer. His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat from gulping back an otherwise embarrassing sound.
You had to wonder if he was hiding anything causing him discomfort there.
“You’re sure you’re okay?”
Felix bit his lip. “A hundred percent sure.”
“If you don’t want—”
“I want…it,” he whispered under his breath. “I want you.”
He flashed a weak smile. He was incredibly excited, but he was losing composure and he didn’t exactly know why.
He was about to melt in your hands but you held him up and adjusted your set-up for the video with an equally beautiful smile.
Three, two, one, action.
The camera rolled and you felt the familiar rush of adrenaline surge through you. Impressively, you thought you would have lost your spark at content creation, but posing in front of the ring light felt refreshing.
“It’s been a long time coming y’all,” you waved, “but I’m back! And guess who I’m with!”
Felix stared at the camera for a moment, his eyes flicking back to you for a split second. It was his cue to wave as well.
“Ah, hi, everyone!”
“Still handsome and meek as always,” you teased. “He still has a bit of makeup on since he came from a shoot.”
Your hand ran down the side of his neck. You felt the goosebumps rise from his skin.
“Anyway, today I’ll be starting a series of videos covering weird products and their weird claims. We’re starting strong with this funky new liquid lipstick from…B.Me Cosmetics.”
Taking the tube out of its package, you examined it and showed it to the phone camera. You swatched a shade on the back of your hand. Differing from a bullet lip, it had a liquid formula that boasted a unique, pseudo-gloss satin finish. 
“It claims to be smudge-proof, make-out-proof, everything-proof. Can last five rounds of kissin’ and smoochin’ I assume.” You said many things that Felix didn’t even dare to process.
Felix simply watched your hands delicately hold the product. His gaze was fixated on your nails, fingers, and everything about you that wasn’t the lipstick.
“But oh no no, I’m not testing it on myself. Well, kinda, but Lixie over here is gonna be my test subject.” You swung an arm over Felix, dragging him down to the height of the phone, showing everyone his nervous yet precious face. He eyed up at you with what seemed to be hearts in his pupils.
“Let’s first see how this goes on, hmm?”
You walked a bit away to grab two chairs: one was velvety and comfortable, while the other was taller and had regular cushions. The first was the same chair your clients usually sat on, and the second was your working chair. You urged him to sit down, patting the seat as a signal.
The moment he sat down, Felix started trembling. His knees looked like they were about to give in and his thighs took a moment to settle onto the velvet.
“Everything alright?” You whispered.
He wordlessly nodded back at you. Unknown to you, though, he bit back a noise. He didn’t mind the sharp pulsing pain when he finally got the courage to look up fully, of course with the guidance of your thumb and index finger propping up his chin.
It felt like handling a little kitten in your hands.
“Which shade, which shade…” You took the other bottles out of the bold box packaging and waved them out in front of Felix’s lips. It either would have been a rosy nude color, a deep red, or a bright cherry pinkish-red.
You tapped the tube of the last color against your boyfriend’s bottom lip, watching his cheeks pout slightly at the action. You quietly settled on the cherry color, to Felix’s apparent delight.
“Would you look at that?” You cupped his face with one hand, holding the lipstick on your free one. You faced him towards the camera, relishing in the sight of his cheeks puffing up in your palm. “Call me biased or whatever, but his lips are some of the prettiest I’d ever seen.”
Before he could indulge in the praise though, you urged him to open his mouth. He didn’t prepare for any of this and not your next course of action.
You slotted the bottle in between Felix’s teeth and kept it in place even after unscrewing the applicator off. He bit slightly and carefully to keep the bottle in place without damaging it. If he were a nervous wreck then, he became overly anxious now. You, however, in full focus, took the applicator of the liquid lipstick and slid it along his top lip. The cold sensation of the new foreign product on his mouth made him squirm slightly, though you held him firmly in place with your hand.
“So fitting that his lips are shaped like a heart. He’s so kissable.” You smooched the air while cleaning up the perimeter of his lips, teasing him.
Wished I kissed you right now, huh? Felix could hear that in your voice and he let it echo in his pretty little head. Alas, he couldn’t retaliate nor speak back at all. He couldn’t even dip his head in embarrassment. Your eyes were trained on the brush you flicked, almost dismissive of your own flirting and it mismatched the smirk that adorned your mouth after teasing.
It was the exact kind of look he’s seen many times before. The exact look he fell in love with when you first met.
It’s the look he would get off to almost every night.
You finished off applying the lipstick and it was impressively smooth. You took the bottle from his teeth and sighed. The color made his mouth look irresistibly edible. It would take you three marathons and a trip to the moon to admit that you were starting to feel just as affected as Felix by the sight of his pouty mouth.
“Rub those pretty lips for me, baby.”
Only you could say those words to him the way that you do. Felix felt multiple urges rummaging through his system at once. He could almost cry from wanting to say something, to call out your name, to moan it, to whine and whimper, and melt in your arms as if nobody were watching. 
The eyes of the world were on him, though, and all he could do was comply. He rubbed his lips together and pouted them out with a smack.
“Good job, baby.” You rubbed his chin with your thumb. He felt fire surging within his heart.
He knew that you knew what you were doing. It was only you, after all, who knew how to push his buttons in the right places. Unlike Hyunjin nor Jeongin, it took you no effort and no risks to leave him a mentally jumbled mess; not agitated, but certainly needy.
You were still sticking to a mental script, though. “How does it feel? Chalky? Rough? Sticky…?”
“I-It’s smooth. Feels thin.” He felt his tongue almost twist in his mouth from trying to speak when he was physically weakening over you.
“Seems like a good formula,” you giggled.
He watched as you turned your back on him, explaining bits of beauty jargon that he couldn’t even begin to comprehend. His vision seemed to blur as a need to satisfy the growing discomfort in his pants overwhelmed him. It all snapped away for a second when you switched the angle of your phone and pulled him up by his arms, leading him in front of the couch.
All of a sudden, you rubbed a circle around the base of his wrist. You looked up at him with eyes that demanded something from him. It was dark yet inviting as if he had just eyed down a wolf threatening to eat him whole.
The gesture was your signal that you wanted to fuck him then and there.
Felix finally didn’t have to keep to himself.
“Time to test how good it wears,” you smirked at him.
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Felix’s eyes were focused on yours. He didn’t move an inch as your fingers crawled from his jaw to his cheek. You glanced at your phone, propped up on the countertop, to check if it was recording. When you looked back, your eyes met Felix’s red lips.
You were so glad that you picked that shade. The makeup line released a ton of colors and your mind folded into itself when you realized how many there were. It was almost overwhelming to choose a shade for your boyfriend: you wanted to see him with a pinky nude on his lips, but you also thought the dark berry shade looked pretty.
As a trained makeup artist, you had a knack for figuring out which hues elevated which skin tones. Of all people, you knew Felix’s skin would match the slightly muted, pinkish cherry satin stain.
You should know this. You’ve seen his skin flush many times before, that would be more than enough to be familiar with the hues of his delicious skin.
You were the reason why he would constantly blush, after all. His skin would burn under your slightest touch, but it would flare up until his freckles darkened each time you held him down on your hips and called him pretty. His cheeks would turn as red as the tip of his cock every time you squeezed it lightly. 
Before you could think of any more, you tapped your boyfriend’s cheek. His face burned into a shade not far from the color of his lipstick.
“Are you sure you want to record this with me?” You asked, eyes scanning his face for second thoughts.
Felix almost forgot that you needed a clip of the both of you briefly kissing. He nodded after a second, confusion snapping into realization as you smiled at him. He seemed to be lost in thought, too: maybe he was nervous, maybe he was thinking of the same things you thought about. Either way, he simply answered with a smirk and the faintest giggle.
“Yeah. I’m game.”
You were on a mission to prove that this lip product could not budge after an intense make-out session. Now, you — and maybe Felix — wanted to see if it could survive intense sex, too.
All it took were two inches forward: you grabbed his hands dangling in front of you and closed in. Your noses touched each other, the skin bumping softly before your lips slotted against his in the smoothest kiss possible. To his surprise, you started gently. He expected you to crash against his mouth. He expected you to rummage through the product sitting on his mouth right away, to test its strength as a long-lasting piece of makeup, but you didn’t.
Maybe he wanted you to be rough. He wanted it.
You could tell by the whimper he choked up behind the kiss. That, and his hands roamed around your arms and sides, pulling you closer.
“Getting a little excited now, are we?” You purred, pulling your face away from his. He hesitated to break the kiss, inching his lips closer to yours even as you talked.
“Sorry, s-sorry. Got a little carried away.”
You wondered what got him to be so clingy and affectionate. You’re well aware of him being loving and tender, but it’s another thing to have him smitten while you’re doing nothing special.
Little did you know that to him, everything involving you is special. Even the texts you sent earlier and the ones you sent before. He couldn’t stop thinking about them; who wouldn’t, especially when you were being such a tease?
He finally pulled his head back. “Smooth,” he whispered.
You thought to tease him. “The lipstick?” 
“No,” Felix chuckled, “I meant you.”
Your hands traveled from up to his toned arms until one of them met the nape of his neck — his sensitive spot. You often called him a little kitten for enjoying being petted on that spot a little too much.
“So, did it rub off yet?” Your boyfriend managed to squeak, still affected by your antics.
His face was impossibly close to yours and you could feel the heat in his cheeks growing the more that he smiled at you. You stepped back to observe his face: apart from the blush on his cheeks, the lipstick was seemingly left unscathed. By the look on his face, he observed your lips, and there were no signs of product transferring. 
He also just wanted to kiss it again.
You raised an eyebrow at the camera and shrugged. “I guess it survived round one.”
“That was round one?” Felix mirrored the look you gave your phone. “I thought we call that first base.”
Your head whipped back to him. He simply smirked back, feigning an angel’s smile.
You’ve dated him for a long while, and while he had always been silly, he had never been this way in front of the camera. You wondered if the shoot he did — or the staff he was with — earlier had anything to do with a sudden ego boost.
“Now you’re bold, baby.”
The nickname caused Felix’s smirking eyes into wide ones, the excitement writing itself everywhere on his face.
“Just wanna do more with you,” he teased back. “Do more rounds, test how much removes.”
He puckered his lips and pouted. It was a juicy invitation that you couldn’t turn down. Instead, you took it with a kiss — a deep kiss, one that made you inhale and caught him off guard.
It was still gentle and velvety. It felt like you both tasted clouds and nothing was in between. The hand on the nape of his neck ran up to his hair and back down almost instinctively, making Felix shake. Unable to focus on both the sensation of a passionate kiss, an overwhelming urge to breathe and process the suddenness, and the general feeling of being petted, his hands swung to your chest and squeezed.
“Ah! Felix!” You whispered loudly against his mouth, almost moaning at the sensation.
“Sorry! Force of habit,” he said.
“Gotta keep it PG, baby, I’m posting this.” He nodded assuringly at your words but his hands were crucially still on your chest, threatening to squeeze again.
After realizing this, he immediately attempted to pull his hands back, an apology dripping on the tip of his tongue. Instead, you surprisingly threw your hands on his wrists, caging his hands in place.
If that didn’t surprise him enough, you leaned in close to his face and kissed him once more. It was fiery this time; he felt your tongue darting at him while your teeth nipped slightly at his bottom lip before you pulled away. He gasped louder than he should have.
You giggled at his shock and nuzzled your face on his neck. “Sorry. Reflex.”
“But mommy—” Felix froze, realizing what he had just said. He didn’t mean to say that.
All the cockiness he displayed earlier fizzled out into thin air. You could feel the heartbeat in his neck thumping against your lips. From his eyes fluttered shut to wide open ones, you could see the embarrassment wash over him.
Sure, you two were doing something intimate, kissing and groping in front of the camera. He knew and trusted you enough to edit it out, but the idea that footage would have existed of him calling you that nickname…scared him. The camera watched him, the microphone picked up his low voice, and on the off-chance that this moment makes the cut, thousands of people would have seen it. 
He’d gotten used to the idea that millions of people could pass by his face and body, but it’s different when he’s exposing a bit of himself that he only reserved for you — his “mommy.”
“Y/N… Shit, I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t—”
“Oh baby, it’s okay.” You gave a reassuring look and a warm smile, shifting your position to hide his face away from the phone camera.
The pet name was his suggestion. The idea that you could hold this title as his dominant partner was something he never thought of telling you at first, but the moment he mentioned it, you indulged immediately. It was something so dear, so sweet, and soft, definitely making you less of an ominous presence to him in bed and more like a warm home he can return to. You loved it even if he didn’t expect you to.
Even while he’s embarrassed and fully vulnerable, he felt so safe, entrusted to the only one in his life that could take the title without judgment. 
“Call me that as much as you want. I won’t show it,” you whispered. Felix nodded but you didn’t miss the tears threatening to form in his eyes.
“Mommy…” He inevitably gave up and dipped his head in the crook of your neck. You petted the back of his head again and kissed the side of his head, calming him with hushes and soft hums.
Before he could melt at your warm embrace, you took a few steps back. Felix whined and hoped to hug you for longer, only to watch you press the button on your phone to stop the recording. You shut the phone off, looked back at him, and smiled with your eyes.
He always valued your respect for his boundaries and the fact that you always made his comfort your top priority.
“We’re not done,” you inched closer, “the lipstick’s still on there.”
Because if you two were going to fuck comfortably, you two were still going to fuck.
Taking his arms and pulling them towards you, you prompted him to wrap himself around you as your lips crashed against his. You held him by his waist — it was remarkably small, toned, and muscled but definitely made for your hands to take it.
With force, you hugged his waist and carried him slightly, pushing you both on the couch. You sat on it while he was essentially hovering over your figure, his hips just above your lap.
“Mommy—g-god,” Felix gasped, muffled by another nudge of your mouth.
As if your brain switched off, your hands started going on their own. One was trained on his hip and the other snaked up his side and cupped his face, making him tremble at the sudden yet soft movements.
You were focused on the kiss but you just knew he looked gorgeous.
Of all the clients you put makeup on, your boyfriend always turned out the prettiest. Maybe it’s because his eyes seemed to shine with certain shadows on them. Maybe it’s the way his freckles peek through the base products. In this case, maybe it was the plumpness of his lips that you loved, covered in a flattering shade of red. Maybe that’s what was doing it for you.
“You’re so cute, baby,” you said, pausing the kiss.
Felix pouted. The pigment on his lips accentuated the curves of his mouth. “Not as cute as mommy.”
“Hm, thank you. But you’re my cute baby.”
Sometimes, you wonder how you got this to be so vulnerable, so whipped for you. It didn’t take him that long to warm up to you with this side of him, a side he so dearly hid from the rest of the world. It’s like this doll was made for you.
“Mommy,” Felix dragged out a whimper as he called you by the title. “Making me needy.”
“Don’t get impatient baby boy,” you whispered, a kiss on his temple following your sweet words.
While rolling your hips onto his, you thought about it what you said. You thought back to the last night he fell into this extremely submissive role. He’d always been the one under you and you’ve always been the one in control, but during that one night — similar to this one — he shyly asked you to call him a certain pet name. You loved it, probably more than he did, and you figured he might want to hear you say it again.
“Or are you my baby girl for tonight?”
“Mommy!” Felix scolded. If his cheeks were already flushed, his entire face heated up with a warmth that you simply indulged in. His ears and the corners of his eyes lit up with a blush tone that complimented and accentuated the cherry color that lined his shy smile.
He enjoyed the pet name too much, and he seemed to be threatened with memories of the same night the moment you said it.
“What? Don’t want to be my baby girl? It’s okay if you—”
“I’m mommy’s girl! Yeah, I’m their baby girl!”
Almost all traces of bass in Felix’s voice left the moment he squealed his response to you. 
His eyebrows were slanting upwards like a needy puppy, his eyes sparkled as beads of tears sat on his eyelashes, and he wiggled his hips onto yours with a neediness you’ve seen many times before. He briefly whimpered again in a high pitch. 
Being called that for the first time was as special to him as it was to you. It still landed him punches to the gut every time you said it. You would wonder why he loved it even if he was incredibly comfortable in his masculinity.
Maybe it made sense like that, considering he was wearing makeup while sitting on your lap.
You kissed him again and praised him until he gave into the burning sensations he felt from your overwhelmingly smooth graces around his body. With fast swipes, you pulled his plain shirt over his head, only to clothe him again with nothing but the warm embrace of your arms.
He moaned, writhed, and whined, adjusting his position on your lap until his legs were slotted against one of your thighs. Once he found his balance, he rutted against your leg, letting out a sound that he couldn’t resist.
“Didn’t even undress you yet, I still have pants on, and you’re already riding me?” You smiled widely at him. Felix huffed, unable to think, inhaling so that he wouldn’t drool on your shirt.
Or your chest, now that you abandoned your top in a flash, leaving it even harder for him to contain himself.
You took his lips into yours again, this time licking and biting his sweet mouth, allowing his tongue to slide against yours. It was messy and sloppy, just the way he needed it. You wondered if he had been craving this for so long and just couldn’t tell you.
Nevertheless, the next step was to take the bottoms off of your lower half and his own, but he paused your hands from reaching onto his crotch.
“W-Want mommy’s off first,” he sighed. It sounded more like a question now that his voice was so high and his tone was so soft. He was far from the boy whose mouth went foul over his own best friends at work.
His head was far gone, you figured.
Felix helped you pull your pants down, careful not to disrupt the current position that you were both in, only slightly lifting yourself off the couch. He sighed once he saw you, bare and beautiful, rid of anything that kept him from being horny the entire day.
He wanted you so bad.
“Baby girl, tell me,” it was your turn to pause his hands from reaching you.
“Is something bothering you?”
“No…not really a-a bother…” He pursed his lips.
He figured to rip the bandaid off and just show you the source of his discomfort—or, as it seems, the source of his pleasure.
“Baby girl, you…”
He revealed a pastel pink lacy fabric covering his private area. He was wearing panties.
“I…I got them from a PR package…from th-that one underwear company…” Felix justified, stuttering from both extreme embarrassment and arousal.
“It was supposed to be yours b-but I…liked it so much…a-and I wanted to…”
You couldn’t help but notice the drool threatening to fall from his tongue, glossing his lips. Distracted, you didn’t kiss him. You licked his mouth and bit his bottom lip again. The blood under his skin rushed to color his lips, emphasizing the pink-colored stain.
As you bit his lip, your fingers found the band of his panties, toying with the pink lace before slipping under it. The flesh — rather, his cock — was hard and pulsing. Felix moaned. His chest heaved from being unable to process everything at once.
“Baby girl’s clit is so hard for me already.” You pecked his cheek and let him whine. “You’ve been needy since earlier?”
“Y-Yeah, but, ‘m…not finished.” He mumbled under his breath. “Got more…to show you.”
He pulled his panties fully down, allowing his cock to bounce up. You couldn’t help but notice something at the base, but your suspicions were confirmed when he led one of your hands to touch his ass.
“You wore a butt plug the whole day?”
Felix’s face flushed into a shade similar, if not deeper than the cherry red he wore on his lips. At your words, he felt like crumpling into himself. 
“It’s just for you. Thought y-you’d like it.”
All you could do in response was kiss him deeply and thrust your thigh up, hitting the plug deeper into his ass.
He moaned deliciously into the kiss and almost cried at the contact. It fucked with him — literally — the entire day and you made it all the better. Only that he had so little time to adjust before you gave him a dark look again.
“Mommy, what are you—”
He was shut up by you licking his mouth and your fingers filling up his hole.
“Your cunt’s so fucking wet, baby girl.” Your words left your system through gritted teeth, filtering your animalistic desire to ruin him even more than ever. “This pussy is mine and only mine.”
You bit his lip once more, sucking on the plump flesh before abandoning it. “Bet your toys can’t satisfy you as I do.”
“They d-don’t, mommy!” Felix was on the verge of tears, choking back sobs as your teeth found his jaw, peppering it with love bites lining his natural contour.
You started pumping your fingers up and down his ass, hitting his prostate with your fingertips over and over. “Can only take me inside your cunt.”
“Ah, god—fuck, mommy!” The delirious sounds escaping him as he scrambled to hold onto your body kept you going.
As if he noticed, he started grinding into the air next to your entrance. You took this as his usual sign that he wanted to please you too. Felix valued mutual pleasure and craved it as much as he craved the sloppy crashing of mouths on a couch.
“Take me like a good girl.” Your voice softened as you cooed. “Can you do it? Ride mommy’s fingers while fucking into me?”
He could only nod frantically, allowing the drool in his mouth to drop onto his cock. 
The lipstick probably looked so messy by now.
You held his cock, lengthy and hard, and squeezed it in your free hand. “This is mommy’s to play with.” 
Shoving it into your entrance, you curled your fingers deep onto Felix’s prostate, eliciting loud moans from either of you. Felix could scream from the sudden warmth enveloping his cock.
“Rub your clit against me,” you demanded, urging him to thrust his cock immediately. He complied only to start whining and crying out from the stimulation.
You leaned your head to the side and exposed your neck. With a subtle nod of your head, you invited him to bite your neck before his next thrust. Lightning bolts entered you when his teeth sunk into your skin for some semblance of comfort.
In turn, you kissed and sucked a spot on Felix’s shoulder. The biting sensation made him squirm away from you, but his noises only amplified when you latched onto a more sensitive spot above his freckled collarbone. It didn’t help that your fingers were practically exiting and entering his hole completely, filling and emptying him at a speed he almost couldn’t take.
The stimulation from all ends of his body caught up to him, release rumbling from his core up to his cock. He begged and pleaded and called your name multiple times as you did too. Felix readied for release but shocked himself when it came suddenly, almost without warning.
He started gushing just outside your entrance, the relief surging through his hips in waves: it had never happened to him before, but the slight amusement on his fucked-out face sent you over the edge too.
You came at the same time, your wetness coating the sides of your thighs and the cushions of the couch, the pool of both your juices mixing right under you.
It had to take you both several minutes to an hour of downtime before you both got up to clean. During that time, Felix held you close, trapping you in a warm cuddle.
“Y/N, I love you,” he whispered, his deep voice returning, calming you from your high.
You pressed one more kiss on his lips. “I love you too, Felix.”
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Aftercare had to be a non-negotiable after the scene you guys painted all over the living room.
You made sure to offer Felix the softest bubble bath, massaging and soothing every inch of his skin, scrubbing away at the residue of the new lipstick.
You both found out, just before the bath, that it barely survived at all. It still stained his lips a shade of red, and the stains of love bites that he left on you stuck for a long while, but the actual product budged possibly within the third round of kisses. It barely held on when you started biting him.
The bedroom was full of giggles and the shuffling of your bodies cuddling close to calm yourselves down. Felix shared how he couldn’t believe his horniness that day, and you teased that he was being a hormonal girl.
He whined at that, kissed you good night, and fell asleep while huddled close to your chest. You calmly played with your phone, quickly editing the footage and clipping out the moment that he slipped into submission.
That was for your eyes only.
You posted the video and muted the notifications, kissed his forehead good night, and fell asleep.
“Baby, baby girl…” Your voice, although hoarse and deep from the blissful sleep, woke your boyfriend up. The clock on your bedside table flashed 9:00 AM in bright red, but the light from your phone shone brighter. “Look at this!”
“Holy…Y/N, oh my god!” Every trace of sleepiness left Felix as he jumped out of bed. “The video blew up?!”
You sat up next to him, chuckling in disbelief. “Let’s see what people are saying.”
“Why does the suggested search bar have…”
Men marked up. Men with hickeys. Men whining. It was clear that the video affected your audience in more ways than one.
“Silly,” you giggled, sinking into your boyfriend’s embrace. “Wonder how this thing got through community guidelines.”
Felix pointed at a comment. “Help. Someone’s asking about washing the stains off.”
The both of you cuddled closer. As the sunlight shone through your curtains and hit your figures, it highlighted Felix’s honey skin and the cherry stains that failed to wash off in the shower.
You turned your head to his and smirked. “Should we film an update video? What about a part 2?”
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day 6: felix + double penetration in two holes
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tw: female anatomy; softdom!felix; usage of a butt plug; mentions of oral sex (f receiving); mentions of rimming (f receiving) and anal fingering (f receiving); clit play; felix leaving hickeys; felix spanks reader on the ass literally once; unprotected piv sex (don’t do that at home 🤨); protected anal intercourse (f receiving); fingering (f receiving); aftercare; ♡
this is honestly pure filth i’m sorry…
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smut below the cut, minors dni.
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Isn’t it funny - the way everyone thinks your boyfriend is a literal angel on earth and the most composed guy ever when really, he’s a freak in the sheets? You think it is. 
After all, they don’t know about what you two do when you’re alone - in the confines of the walls of your shared apartment They don’t know how he spends most of his time with his body between your legs, buried deep inside of you, they don’t know how kinky he is, always coming up with new things to try in bed with you. Not that you mind, of course. Plus, you really love the fact you’re the only one to know this side of his, it makes it even more special. 
Felix turns into an entirely different person when sex is involved. 
Forget the cute smiles and his innocent eyes, forget how graceful and delicate he looks - he ruins you every time. The first time you discovered Felix’s tendency to be dominant and basically a fucking pornstar in bed, was actually the first time you guys had a fight and, well, it was the best make up sex you ever had. Ever. Bent over the drawer in your bedroom as he took you from behind, fingers entangled in your hair, tugging at it as he whispered the filthiest things in your ear. Needless to say - you came hard and fast that night. 
It’s a paradox, isn’t it? How can someone be that cute and fuck that hard at the same time? It should be illegal, but in the end you came up with the conclusion that he simply is the jackpot, and that no matter how hard you try - you’ll never find someone better than him. Not that you want or feel the need to, anyway. 
Today is no exception. Once again - acted all cute and sweet in front of his friends and then turned into a complete animal the minute you found yourselves alone at home. 
“You were such a good girl for me tonight…”, he mutters against your skin as his lips kiss their way from your breast to your navel, then to your lower abdomen, stopping right before they could brush the soft skin of your molds. Then, you feel his fingers on you - on your inner thighs first, then closer and closer to your core. However, he doesn’t go for your pussy - instead, he directs them to your other hole, the pads of his digits tapping lightly the metal bud that’s pressed against your skin. “Wearing this during movie nights with the boys and having to sit still…”, he sucks in a breath. 
He’s referring to the butt plug he’d asked you to wear tonight of all nights. It’s actually your first time trying it after Felix suggested it a couple of weeks before, and his eyes practically sparkled when you agreed to his idea, and it’s your first time letting Felix access you other hole, too, but since you trust him with your life you figured why not? 
The feeling is pleasant - you discovered. At first, you were scared it’d hurt or feel uncomfortable or that you simply wouldn’t like it, but Felix made sure you were relaxed enough for it before pushing the plug in your hole. He spent a good thirty minutes down there - making you cum with his tongue on your clit first, to ease some of the tension. Then, his tongue found its way to your rim, lapping and sucking on the sensitive skin of your hole until you were practically begging him to use his fingers. By the time he pushed his first finger inside of you, you were already a panting mess beneath him. 
“Did it feel good?”, he asks you, still staring at the plug in awe, biting his lower lip as he finally brings his digits to your slit, pleased to find it wet already. “Oh - it seems like it did.”, he chuckles, eyes meeting yours, your cheeks a bit red, you’re clearly embarrassed to be caught red-handed. “Mhh, did you like the feeling of having your ass stuffed while we were at Chan’s?”, his voice is low as he speaks, his fingers pressing unexpectedly on your clit now, making your body jolt.  
If Felix asks you a question in bed, you answer it. That’s the rule. 
So you nod. “Yes.”
“Naughty girl.”, he chuckles once again, rubbing slow, lazy eights on your clit. “My naughty girl.”, he growls, as the movements on your sensitive nub become faster as if he wants to get you off, when really, you know this is not his true intention - he just want to tease you until you’re begging for his cock. “Want to fuck you so bad.”, he mutters against your skin, kissing your inner thigh as he keeps playing with your clit. 
“Please…”, you whisper, when his lips start to suck on your skin - he’ll surely leave a mark. 
He does it often, leave marks on your body - in places only you and him can see. It makes it more exciting, he thinks, and you agree. The thought of being the only ones to know what happened underneath the sheets drives you both crazy. It’s not because he’s possessive or anything - he leaves them more as a memory.
“Please what?”, his deep voice vibrates in his chest, and you feel yourself getting even wetter than before.
See? A total brat in bed. He knows what you want - he just wants you to say it out loud, otherwise he won’t give it to you. 
“Please, fuck me.”, you whimper, entangling your fingers in his dyed hair. “I want your cock so bad. Wanted it so bad the whole night.”
It sends a shiver down his spine, knowing that when you were watching a movie with your friends, all you could think of was him and how much you wanted him, needed him. All while having the butt plug deep inside inside of you, stretching out your hole.
“My God.” Felix moans against your skin, tip of his nose only a couple of inches away from his fingers, that are still playing with your clit, albeit a little slower now. “The things you make me wanna do to you…”, he bites his lip, looking at you through his hooded eyes, dark with lust. 
“Mhh, what kind of things?”, you ask him seductively, moving your hand from his hair to his face, brushing his plump lips with the pad of your thumb. He wastes no time in parting his lips and swirling his hot tongue around your digit. 
“The nastiest things.”, he grunts. Then, you feel two of his fingers parting your folds, and you gasp at the sudden feeling of your pussy being filled too. You feel incredibly full - his fingers deep inside your cunt and the plug in your other hole, and it feels amazing. So amazing, you wish Felix had suggested it sooner. 
When he lowers his head and swirls his tongue around your clit, you feel you’re about to pass out. An obscene sound leaves your mouth, and you can’t see it, but Felix smirks against your pussy as he sucks on your clit as if it were the tastiest meal. To him, it is. 
“Feelin’ good?”, he asks cockily, already knowing the answer. 
“So good.”, you pant, lips parted and eyes closed as he touches you everywhere - clit, g-spot and ass at the same time. 
“Wanna feel even better?”
You widen your eyes at his words. You don’t know whether you could possibly feel better than you’re right now, but at the same time you’re intrigued by his proposition. After all, if there’s one thing your relationship with Felix has taught you - is that he’s full of surprises. 
“Yes.”
Consent - that’s all Felix needs. You know he won’t ever do anything you haven’t previously agreed to. 
“Lay on your stomach, then.”
He pulls his fingers out of you, and you immediately position yourself on the bed the way he asked you. He bites his lips at the sight of your ass, and slaps it lightly, squeezing the soft flesh. Then, his fingers immediately find their way between your ass cheeks, gently spreading them a bit - revealing the beautiful decoration between them. Felix hisses at the sight.
“Gonna fuck your pussy while this -“, he taps on the plug and you moan. “-is deep inside your ass. Is that okay, love?” 
You don’t answer verbally this time, simply nod. He slaps your asscheek, hard. “Words.”
“Yes- yes, please.”, you whimper, biting on your lip, turning your head to the side to look at him over your shoulder as he positions himself behind you, on his knees. 
Then, he grabs you by the hips, lifting your hips up just enough to give him a better access to your pussy. You clench around nothing when you feel the tip of his cock kiss your entrance, ready to enter you - you’re so wet it’ll slip in easily. 
It does - parting your wet walls and sinking all the way inside of you until he fills you completely. \
“You’re so tight.” Felix grunts, caressing your lower back with his fingers. “Always take me so well, tho.”, he praises you. “I slipped right in, you sucked me in so good.”
You clench around him and he smirks cockily. He knows the effect he has on you. Without uttering another word, he starts moving inside of you, hips smacking against yours with each thrust as deep, hoarse grunts fall from his lips repeatedly. You can’t help but notice, tho, that he seems to be curiously intrigued by the metal object that’s currently buried inside your ass, practically staring at it as he fucks you from behind. 
“Wanna fuck this ass so bad.”, his words fall from his lips almost instinctively, when really - he didn’t even mean to say them out loud. 
Hearing him say that turns you on more than it probably should. 
“You can.”
Felix’s thrust inside your cunt come to an abrupt halt. “What?”, he asks in disbelief. He must’ve misheard you. 
“If you want to… you can.”, you repeat, slightly blushing, the thought of him fucking your other hole making you feel suddenly embarrassed. 
“Do you want to?”, he quirks an eyebrow at you. He doesn’t want you to agree to it only because you want to fulfill his fantasy, he can live without it. 
You nod against the soft pillow. “I do.”
“Right now?”
“Mh-hm.”
“Fuck.” Felix’s breath hitches in his throat. “Okay, love. Lie on your back, then - I wanna look you in the eyes.”
Ten minutes later, Felix is between your legs once again, rubber rolled onto his length, fully coated in lube.“I’m going to take this out now, love.” Felix whispers, fingers brushing against the cold material of the plug. 
You nod, biting your lip, and Felix begins to pull it out, making your eyes roll in the back of your skull at the sensation as a moan escapes your throat. It’s enough to make his cock throb, and it’s not even remotely close to being inside of you. You miss the sensation of being filled the second he pulls the plug out of you, already used to the feeling. 
Felix positions himself between your legs, spread for him, and aligns his tip to your hole, ready to push inside. “Ready, love?”, he asks, looking you in the eyes, not wanting to miss a single reaction of yours. 
“Yes.”
You suck in a breath the second Felix actually pushes the tip of his hard cock inside of you, he lets out a deep moan at the same time. The feeling is definitely different than when you had the plug inside of you - he is much thicker and longer. However, it’s not painful, just a little uncomfortable, but it’s just because you still have to get used to it. Felix immediately snaps his head in your direction, checking in on you to see if you’re okay. You nod, reassuring him that you’re fine, and he slowly pushes inside some more, albeit not all the way yet. 
Once he’s fully set inside of you, Felix wishes he could stay like this forever and never have to pull out. You feel unreal around him. 
“You’re so tight, love.”, he moans, his cock being deliciously squeezed by your walls. “It’s even tighter than your pussy, fuck.”, he grunts, his eyes locked on where your bodies meet. 
Felix decides now’s the perfect time to use his fingers - knowing he’s not going to last long anyway, not with the way you’re clenching around him, so hard he can barely move inside of you. The pads of his index and middle finger brush your clit lightly, and he can feel you relax around him immediately, allowing him to start thrusting slowly in and out of you, stretching your tight hole with his thick length. He moves his fingers all over the surface of your clit, drawing imaginary shapes - which results in you turning into a panting mess under him in a matter of seconds, but that’s perfectly okay, because he wants you to enjoy this as much as he is.
However, as previously stated, Lee Felix is a freak in the sheets, and despite the fact that he’s touching and stimulating your clit and his dick is literally inside your ass - he decides to give you more. 
“Tell me if it’s too much.”, he whimpers.
You’re about to as him what’s too much, but then you feel his two fingers moving down to circle the wet entrance of your pussy. Your eyes widen, but you can’t deny you’re curious about what he has in mind and how it’ll feel. Sure, you’ve had his fingers up your cunt before - plenty of times actually, but you never had them inside of you while his cock was buried in your other hole. This is new - good new.
He’s not prepared for the moan that leaves your mouth once his fingers slip inside of you, and he nearly cums on the spot. 
“You like that, mh?”, he asks you, a mischievous grin on his face as he looks you in the eyes. 
Your hair is all messy and ruffled, you’re propped up on your elbows and your legs are spread wide for him - only for him. Your cheeks are slightly pink and you look absolutely fucked out. It makes him groan and snap his hips to meet yours. For a second he’s scared he might’ve been too rough, but the moan you let out is a clear sign you enjoyed it, so he does that again. And again. 
“Oh, you sure do.”, he chuckles, his fingers still moving inside of you, pads on your g-spot. “My filthy girl likes having both of her holes filled, huh?”
You clench on both his fingers and his cock, your fingers gripping the bedsheets as you try to suppress a moan. “Felix, I’m-“, the words die in your throat, but Felix knows you like the back of his hand and nods. He knows you’re close, he can feel it. 
“It’s okay, let go, love.”, he encourages you, fingers moving swiftly inside of you as he slows down the movements of his hips, wanting to focus on your pleasure first. “Cum for me, love. You’ve been so good to me, you always are.”, his deep voice vibrates in his chest and sends a shiver down your spine as you release around his fingers, both of your holes clenching around him as his name falls from your lips.
Felix hates it that he can’t kiss your lips right now, but he’ll make up for it later. 
“That’s it, love. You were so good, came so hard.”, he praises, pulling his fingers out of you slowly, careful not to overstimulate you. And, of course, he brings them to his mouth to lick them clean - he does it every time. 
You place one of your hands on top of his hand that’s resting on your hip and intertwine your fingers with his. “Cum for me, baby.”, you whisper, looking him in the eyes, and his breath gets caught in his throat. “Show me how much you like fucking my ass.”
It’s not a secret that Felix likes dirty talking, and he’s a pro at it - but when you do it? On a whole other level. 
“Fuck.”, he grunts, as he picks up the pace of his thrusts, albeit delicately, his other hand grabbing your other hip. “Like it so much.”, the words fall from his mouth instinctively, his mind is completely blank, a sign he’s close. “‘M so fucking close.”, his cock throbs inside of you. 
“Cum, baby.”, you encourage him the same way he did you before, purposely clenching around his shaft. 
He releases inside the rubber with a deep grunt, halting his movements, balls deep inside of you as he kicks his head back, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. He thinks it might be the most intense orgasm he ever experienced in his whole life - truth be told, he thinks it every time, because every orgasm with you is the best orgasm. It takes him a couple of seconds to regain his breath, and then he starts to pull out, fingers wrapped around the base of his softening cock to make sure the rubber stays in place. 
Aftercare with Felix is always sweet and heartfelt, with soft words whispered and lingering kisses and touches as he takes care of you, and today is no exception. Loving and gentle as he runs you a bath, delicate as he blow-dries your hair, detangling it by running his fingers through it, and absolutely cute when he asks you to do your skincare together. 
Your night ends with you and Felix sat on your bed with tissue masks on - him wearing a pink hairband with bunny ears and no, it’s not yours, contrary to what one may think. It matches his pajamas, that’s why he bought it. 
And as he shows you reels and pictures of cute animals or wholesome memes - you can’t help but wonder how is it possible for him to be a fucking sex god and then turn into the sweetest, most precious and innocent-looking human being in the whole world. 
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in2heartz · 10 months
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don’t be a tease
felix x reader - smut (mdni or u will be blocked !)
wc - 3506
warnings - fem reader, teasing (mostly verbal), petnames (love, baby, pretty, princess), reader has a thing for felix’s fragrance/scent, pulling hair (m receiving), oral (m receiving), fingering (f receiving), cum tasting kind of ?? it’s a tiny short description, piv, unprotected sex/cumming in reader, praise, a little bit of possessive felix towards the end, aftercare, cuddling, that should be it :)
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while easing into your relationship with felix, every single day gave you the opportunity to learn something new about each other. it started little by little; confessions of which coffee shops were your favorite or what kind of mittens you preferred. it made the relationship lighthearted and even softer, both of you slowly starting to pick up and remember more about each other.
along with these discoveries, you learned more about each other sexually. the ways felix liked to be touched or the places he wanted to be kissed most. he paid close attention to the things that made you blush and hide your face from him. the things that made you moan his name which felt like music to his ears. all the little things he knew drove you crazy. it was reciprocated, but felix had more of a desire to push you to your limits when you least expected it.
he put you in this position often, loving to tease and get his way no matter the situation. it would start with light touches to your sensitive spots, dragging his fingertips along your arm and ending at your wrist. he’d hold his grip there before moving towards your legs, tracing up and down on the places above your knees. he could feel the goosebumps rise and the way your muscles tensed under his hand, making him smile to himself as he watched you try to keep your composure.
felix was always mischievous like this. to put it simply, the members did not lie when they compared him to a cat. he was so sneaky and sly with his actions, showing that sweet smile and those big eyes that could fool anyone with his so-called innocence. poking around and getting himself into trouble just like a kitten, but he’s so cute you couldn’t get mad even if you tried.
and felix used that to his best advantage.
you were both sitting on the living room couch of the dorm, his arm around your shoulder and his hand holding onto your own. minho was out for the night, but seungmin and jeongin were happy to join you both. you all gathered your favorite snacks and got comfy on the couches, deciding on a new movie that you all heard got relatively good reviews. it was all going well until he did what he knew best, tormenting you with those teasing touches. he circled his fingers along your arm until he reached further, now circling right above your knee. he kept circling, higher and higher. you could feel your face heat up as you squirmed a bit, your body trying its best to get away from his teasing. suddenly, his fingers stopped and gripped onto your thigh, squeezing it hard and making your breath hitch much louder than expected. it’s likely the boys just thought you were reacting to the movie because no one looked your way.
except for felix.
he dared to laugh at your reaction as if he wasn’t the one to start this in the first place. he whispered in your ear,
“calm down, love.”
all you could do was glare at him, not falling for his sneaky antics. he just giggled at your flustered reaction, loving how easily he gets to you.
it wasn’t long before the younger boys started to get antsy, jeongin deciding to go get some food and seungmin asking to come along. this meant you and felix were left to watch the movie alone. you pushed closer to his side, wrapping your arms around his waist and placing your head on his chest. it stayed like that until his fingers found their way to your skin again. tracing those stupid circles that got you all worked up for a reason even you didn’t know. he pushed you further onto him, making your hips straddle his and your face get smushed into his neck. he stared down at you, showing off that menacing smile and wrapping his arms around you to pull you even closer.
you’re not sure if it was the effect he was having on you from all the touching or if it was just plain boredom from the not-so-impressive movie you guys chose, but you stuck your nose in the crook of his neck and licked. it must’ve caught him off guard because his grip on your hips got stronger, pushing you even more into his lap. you couldn’t resist how good he smelled, it was leaving you even more hot and bothered. you began kissing up and down his neck, tongue sticking out to trace over the vein that stuck out when he clenched his jaw.
he heavily exhaled at your actions, “yn, what’re you doing?”
“giving you a taste of your own medicine,” you told him, lightly biting his shoulder after.
he smirked at your confidence, knowing it was all a front to get your way. you were just as mischievous as him. switching between his shy, sweet girl when you wanted him to do the work. it was that or the overconfident, bratty persona that he always wanted to break right in half when it came out.
he knew you couldn’t ask for what you wanted and he found it so cute, so he let you have your fun before he pounced. he acted unbothered by your pawing at his chest and kitten licks on his neck, making you pout and whine in frustration. you slumped back onto him, sighing and bringing your eyes back to the movie.
“you know if you want me you can just tell me, yn.” he said, kissing the top of your head and rubbing up and down your arm again.
“don’t want you, just bored.”
“oh, so we tease people when we’re bored now? hm?” he laughed at your painfully obvious need for him. he thought after all this time together you’d eventually find the courage to just tell him what you want, but the game was just as fun for him as for you.
“i’m not teasing, i’m just bored, felix. want you to play with me,” you admitted, playing with his hoodie strings and looking up at him with big doe eyes.
you wore your pretty pout and batted your eyelashes, waiting for him to take action.
“oh, so now you want me? seems like you didn’t when seungmin and innie were here, hm? what made you change your mind?”
you kept your face by his neck and took slow breaths while taking in his scent. he knew that’s what it was. it was warm and musky, but sweet and floral at the same time. he smelled like caramel and wood and you couldn’t get enough of it. his scent was just as sweet as his personality.
“because… you smell nice. and i like how you touch me…” you nervously muttered, still playing with his hoodie strings and hiding your face from him.
he took your face into his hand, turning your chin upwards and using his fingers to swipe over your lips.
“you’re so beautiful, you know that? love it when you get so shy. you can tell me what you want and i’ll give it to you, you just have to ask.” his voice barely a whisper.
“let me take care of you first?” you ask excitedly.
he grabbed your face with his free hand as his way of saying ‘yes’, keeping his other one on your hip while slightly squeezing it. kissing you with so much passion it caught you off guard for a second. as if he wasn’t turning you on enough from the sole reason of existing, the sound of his lips against yours and his breath being cut off by your lips was making you crazy.
you reached into his hair and pulled, earning a growl from him and a tight grip on your ass.
“don’t tease.” he grumbled into the kiss, pulling away from your lips and craning his neck to give you access to exactly where he wanted you.
the room was getting hotter and everything around you felt tighter, the smell of his perfume not helping your flustered state. you kissed and licked up his neck, helping him pull off his sweatshirt so you could gain more access to his skin. you kissed across his collarbones, all over his chest, and down his stomach until you reached the waistband of his pants. he giggled at your urgency to take his pants off, sending you a smile when you looked up at him waiting for his approval.
he tugged your hair into a ponytail, watching you intently as you rubbed him through his boxers. a wave of arousal fell over him as his eyes glazed over and he felt increasingly dizzy, too wrapped up in how good it feels when you touch him.
felix was getting antsy as you took your time feeling him up. getting so impatient he practically ripped his boxers off and gave you the darkest, sexiest glare.
“i thought i told you no teasing, baby?”
“i couldn't help it,” you pouted, “just wanted to have fun with you for a little bit.”
“i know, pretty, but it will be even more fun if you do what i ask, yea?”
he loved to treat you like your only thought was pleasing him. he could manipulate you to do whatever he wanted to and give you such loving words and actions in return that your brain didn’t even comprehend his tactics. felix loved that about you.
he pushed your head down to his tip, smushing your lips on it and letting you taste his precum.
“that’s it, pretty. see how easy it is to listen?”
you nod at him, already falling under his dominating spell. his duality was one of the most attractive things about him. demanding you to do what he wanted, but saying it so softly and with such nice pet names you couldn’t not listen to him.
his grip on your hair tightened as you took him down your throat, squeezing his thighs when you felt him reach the back of your throat. his groans and heavy breaths kept you going through it all, wanting so badly to pull his release from him.
“fuck, keep going.” he groaned.
you continued pleasuring him, enjoying his deep groans and light gasps filling your ears. his hands carded through your hair, occasionally resting on the back of your neck and giving it a little squeeze to encourage your actions.
felix didn’t want to waste his orgasm in your mouth, so he softly pulled your mouth off of him, making you pout in return.
“lixie, let me finish.” you whined.
he brought his middle and ring finger to your lips, pushing them into your mouth and rubbing against your tongue. it’s not that he didn’t want you to finish or that he didn't want to hear you talk, he just couldn't resist the hot wetness that hid behind your lips. as gross as it was, he loved everything about your spit; how you tasted so sweet and wet his dick so well, how the more you gagged on his length, the wetter your mouth got.
“let me taste you.” he more than asked, using his other hand to bring your face up to his.
you both moaned into the kiss, he loved tasting himself on you and feeling your tongue swirl around his own. felix could feel you grinding on him already, smiling at your eagerness and sneaking a hand down your pants. you couldn't help but gasp as he pressed two fingers to your clit and started rubbing it while you made out with him.
the fucker was so cocky, smirking at your gasps and whines and collecting your wetness on his fingers just to scoff at you.
“all this and we haven’t even started yet?” he said, biting your lower lip and bringing his fingers up to your tongue to taste yourself.
this was another thing felix loved to do. humiliate you.
he’d make you feel so degraded without even speaking a word, laughing at your need for him, or making you do the nastiest things you could ever imagine doing before you met him. his duality added much to his way of acting, that bright smile and soft persona completely contrasting with how he treated you in bed.
he’s not to be mistaken as a hard dom, though. felix would never hurt you, even if you asked for it. he loves to spoil you, but he thinks that should come with a little teasing and entertainment for him. he loved to watch you fall apart from the simplest of actions, hence why he was always smirking and laughing at you. it was still so sweet, though. he could call you the dirtiest slut and treat you just like it, but the way he stroked your face and talked you through your orgasms made up for it.
your face found a place in his neck again, taking in the scent that you loved so much. the mixture of the perfume and his painfully slow torture on your clit had your climax coming closer and closer. your breaths got quicker, your hands came to grip his shoulders, your lips attached to his neck, the list went on of all the ways he already had you nearly reaching your high.
he helped you grind your hips against his hand, cooing at you when he felt you get to where he wanted you.
“that’s it. good job, pretty. already doing so well.” he kissed your face all over as he worked on pulling your shorts down to your ankles. he flashed his pretty smile, reminding you it was all for fun, and if you wanted to stop that he wouldn’t care.
“felix… i can’t stop smelling you, it’s literally addicting.” he laughed at how fucked out you already were, stroking your back to let you catch your breath before he started to actually ruin you.
“that’s okay, princess. you stay there and i’ll do the work. that okay?” his silky, deep voice contrasting with his genuine words send a shiver through you.
you agree and keep your nose in the crook of his neck, your eyes staying closed while you take in his warmth and his perpetuating scent that filled your soul.
he rubbed his tip across your wetness, holding back a moan of his own when he heard you mewl in his ear. he slowly pushed into you, using his hands to soothe you and let you relax in his hold. he stayed still until you started to paw at his chest, whining in his ear about how bad you wanted him and how he shouldn’t be teasing you when you’ve been so good for him.
“you think i’ve been too mean, baby? should i give you what you want?” he taunted, smiling at your whine and the pout you gave him that smooshed against his neck.
his thrusts began, slow and deep just how he liked it. he loved the intimacy of taking his time with you and how the slower he went, the deeper he got. he slumped further into the couch to angle his dick on your g spot, repeatedly pressing against it, leading you to clench around him harder than you were before.
“keep doing that and i’m going to cum in you so fast.” he confessed.
you whispered in his ear, “do it.” the sparkles in his eyes looked animated due to the way his face lit up at your comment.
his hands gripped your face, forcing your lips onto his so he could practically shove his tongue down your throat while he made out with you.
“god, i love you so much,” he muttered through his kissing, keeping his thrusts hard on your spot and his hands placed back on your hips to help you stabilize yourself.
one of the best parts about your sex life was how easy it was to keep it simple but still interesting. he knew your body like the back of his hand now, so finding your spots took zero to no effort. he’d press against that spot until you couldn’t take it anymore. felix loved to overstimulate you in this exact way, but sometimes he couldn’t take hearing his sweet girl cry and whine about how she couldn’t take it anymore. he’d pout at your cries and begs and stopped before you couldn’t handle him anymore, not caring that his fun was over because now was his time to take good care of you.
it was his turn to take your scent in now, his nose rubbing against your neck as he sucked and licked it. he loved to mark you up when he knew he could. you had the next few days off so they’d be gone in no time, he even focused them closer to your collarbones just in case.
“you’re all mine. no one else’s. i won’t let anyone touch you unless it’s me.” he breathlessly told you, his thrusts getting lazy and his words becoming slurred.
“can never get enough of you, need more.” he said, biting your neck and making you yelp in response.
“i’m yours, felix. i’m yours, i’m yours.” you chanted, gripping his hair and practically shoving your tits in his face. he didn’t even bother to take your top off earlier, but now he was determined to get something in his mouth. he used his teeth to pull your tank top down, bringing a nipple to his mouth and swirling his tongue on it. your moans strung him on even more, his high coming so close as he worked both your bodies to exhaustion.
you came on him, the added wetness making him nearly pass out as his pleasure washed over him too.
“fuck, yn, it feels too good. i’m not gonna last.” he groaned.
he kept going until you were both whining messes, your body naturally grinding on his because his touch was just too addicting. he loved to further stimulate you, locking you in place by your waist so all he could feel was you throbbing around him as he pumped his cum in you. he would sit there with his dick in you all day if he could, which he did do on occasion.
you both sat there panting in silence, one of his hands playing with your hair and the other tracing circles into your hip. your face was planted back in his neck, this time to ground you and bring you back to full functioning consciousness.
once he felt like he could actually move, he pulled your shorts all the way off you and wrapped your legs around his waist before picking you up and bringing you to his bed.
“lixieee, i wanted to shower with you.” you grumbled.
he held your face in his hands, pressing a long kiss to your lips,
“i know, pretty, but it’s getting late and i don’t think you can hold yourself up for that long. i’ll be right back, yea?”
he came back in seconds with a warm washcloth and cleaned you up, wiping your mouth and going out of his way to brush your teeth for you in bed because he knew you couldn’t go to sleep without doing it.
he got you dressed in a sweatshirt and some comfy socks, putting sweatpants on himself before crawling into bed with you.
“now, come here,” he pulled you into him by your waist, burying his face in your hair and kissing what he could reach of your head in the process.
“you know i love you so much, right?” he told you, blushing when you pulled his arm up to your face to cover it in kisses.
“you know i love you so much more, my lixie.”
“that’s impossible.”
the night quickly ended as you fell asleep wrapped in each other's hold. as always, felix waited for you to fall asleep first. not only did he want to make sure you were sleeping well, but he also loved to admire you. especially after such intimate moments with each other.
he cuddled you all night, keeping a soft smile on his face that you loved to wake up to every morning. he loved you so much and it was so simple to reciprocate as felix gave you the world and everything more. his teasing was just a bit of fun for him and you never took it too seriously, his aftercare always making up for it as well. it always went into the morning too. sometimes he’d make breakfast for you both or would order in. he’d wash your body and hair in the shower and let you pick whatever movie or show you wanted to watch while you relaxed for the day. felix loved to spoil you in all kinds of ways and he never took your love for him for granted.
he also made sure to never change his fragrance, even buying you one of your own so you could always have his smell with you when he was gone.
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note - reader addicted to smelling his neck is self indulgent bc for the last 6 months i have been so badly fighting the urge to not buy the ysl perfume felix uses/promoted 😭. every time i go to sephora i put it on and cannot stop smelling it like it is actually addictive. i think i actually like the scent that is a little more intense than the one he uses but it’s still the same overall notes. ANYWAYS my first skz smut yayyyy. i haven’t written smut since my old blog so it’s been almost a whole year, i hope it’s good and enjoyable 🙏🏼. feedback is MUCHHH appreciated :)
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becomingmina · 4 months
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Take your own photos, baby. - suggestive and smutty w Felix. 18+ only mdni.
Reader loves Felix a lot ok guys, she’s obsessed with him.
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“Are you jealous?” You tease your boyfriend as you sat on his bed looking up at him.
Felix ignores you and pulls his shirt over his head before throwing it to the side. He leans in and reaches for his towel that was beside you but you grabbed it before he could.
“No, I’m not letting you shower until you admit it,” you demanded.
“So what if I’m jealous?” He responded standing up towering over you.
“I think it’s hot how bothered and possessive you get about my past relationship baby,” you don’t break eye contact.
Something about the way his clenches his jaws, the way his eyes and brows narrowed at you, the way his facial details become more excruciating due to his bedroom lights, it got you feeling excited - a horny kind of excited. It got you in a teasing mood knowing the outcome of his jealousy would be slow and passionate sex - something you loved and craved. You start to feel yourself get wet thinking of how he would devour you.
“Y/n, are you not going to reassure me?” Felix knows how much you love him but he always just get a little jealous when someone brings up you and Minho’s past relationship. It’s natural though to feel that way so you try your best to ease the tension, even if you have a little bit of fun doing it. And Felix never fails to let you know he’s needs the comfort.
“Me and Minho were over ages ago. And I’m sorry you found 1 of the many 600 photos we took while we were together but you should know by now that it means absolutely nothing to me,” you stood in-front of him. Hands landing in his bare body traveling up and down his side before you grip his waist steadying yourself to place one sweet kiss to his lips.
It started with Felix searching in Minho’s dresser for a tshirt he had lost ages ago. But instead of locating it, he found a Polaroid of you underneath the squashed up black clothes. It wasn’t just any photo, it one of the many hundreds erotic and sexual ones you and Minho took while you guys were dating. You both were younger then, it was something you two loved and enjoyed doing then. Minho would have his Polaroid and film camera on stand by, and the second he saw something worth capturing, he would. Needless to say, he thought everything was worth capturing considering how many photos were produced. You two would be so excited when you went to develop the photos, bringing it back to the dorm and curling up his room examining the photos. Minho was your first love and you didn’t regret any of it.. When you both realised you fell out of love, you two agreed that those photos shouldn’t mean anything anymore and it was just a memory of your relationship. A good memory of your good relationship. Minho and you stayed friends, there was no bad blood, no arguing, no fights when you guys called it off. You both clearly loved and cared for each other, and you continue it that way, as friends. Minho was the reason why you met Felix too - your loving adorable cute boyfriend.
Felix examined the photo. You were on your back on Minho’s bed in his white dressed shirt - not covering up anything. You had your legs spread out and your fingers on your clit, looking up at the camera. Minho’s foot was captured in the photo too. Felix felt a sudden rush of blood over this body. He grew numb. Oh how perfectly vulnerable and fucked out you look. He has witness you in the same position multiple times. The blood then rushed to his dick, Felix feels himself heating up. He turned over the photo and notices the initials on the back followed by a heart and numbers.
“ML+ Y/I 2021 🖤”
There was so many thoughts running through his head, he didn’t know what to feel. He understands it’s an old pic but still he was caught off guard. He was jealous. Felix stormed out of his hyung’s room, fist clenching something, making his way over to his room. He felt himself go red.
“You found the shirt?” You asked sweetly as you see him walk by but he doesn’t respond.
“Yongbok what is it?” Minho asked noticing the silence and the way his younger group member becomes tense.
“Nothing,” Felix stops to respond but both you and Minho’s eyes land on his hands. The second you saw the writing on the little piece of plastic, you and Minho look up at each other before diverting your attention to Felix, who was clearly overwhelmed.
“Heh, lucky you found it before one of my hook ups did. Would have been a bigger issue,” Minho chuckles approaching Felix.
“Hyung, why do you still have it?”
You stood up from where you were sitting making your way to your boyfriend.
“I don’t know where you found that but I promise you, it’s nothing now okay. You’re with Y/N, and she’s loves you.” Minho pats his member’s head to reassure him before letting you two be alone.
“What can I do it make up for it?” You ask, willing to do what ever it take to make sure your boyfriend was okay.
“Are you willing to do anything?” His face softens.
“Of course, willing to do anything for you baby,” your hands wrapped about his neck as your move your lip back on his. This time he gives into the the kiss swiping his tongue over your bottom lip and enters your mouth. You both stay like this for a while making you grow needier, moaning into his mouth. He pulls back to breathe.
“Can I keep the photo then?” He presses his thumb against your bottom lip - indicating how much he adores you.
“No, that’s Min’s..” you responded pouting up at him. Felix frowns, knowing youre going to starts teasing him again.
“But I’m your boyfriend now, and you just said you would do anything for me-“ your right arm reaches behind him grabbing his Polaroid camera from his dresser as your free hand grabs the old photo he is still gripping, throwing it aside.
“-Take your own photos, baby,” you handed him the camera. He looks down at the object before meeting your eyes again, this time his pupil are blown wide open at what they’re suggesting.
“I don’t want you getting hard from photos of your hyung’s point to view,” you palmed his boner before sitting back in the bed.
“The point of view is of you anyways so-“
“So you rather collect all your hyung’s old photos than taking some of your own?” You question him. Felix let’s out a airy giggle, he was cute, and you can tell he’s starting to get playful again.
“I never said that,” he chuckles.
“So then how do you want me?” You pull your shirt over your head throwing it with his on the ground. Felix was met with your full perky boobs, perky just for him. God, you were killing him.
“You want me to pose like photo you just saw?” You lift your chin to gesture to the picture on the floor.
“Don’t tell me it was Min’s favourite photo of me too,” you taunt him, biting down on your lips as you start to take your shorts off.
“Was it the one of me naked in his dress shirt with my legs spread-” you begin to describe the photo he just saw.
“Y/N,” Felix cuts you off raising his brows, to give you a warning.
You noticed he started to get a little angsty.
“Then tell me how you want me? How do you want me in your first photo of our collection baby?” You asked, now completely bare only wearing his favourite panties of yours.
“Fuck.. Need in my favourite position baby - squatting cow girl please. Can you do that for me?” Felix replies.
“Fuck, I can. Take off your pants then.”
Um. Just had a thought and I hope you guys like it 🥲
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no nut november — felix (loser #6)
pairing: lee felix x fem!reader
warnings: swearing, special guest appearance, jealousy, smut (18+), fwb, protected sex, hard(ish) dom!felix, spit kink, choking, multiple orgasms, orgasm control
a/n: part of @gimmeurtmi and i’s collab <3
word count: 3.6k
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No one had expected Felix to last this long, least of all Felix himself. When he woke up to Chan’s text saying he lost, he almost couldn’t believe it. Bang Chan was one of the most competitive members of the group. He honestly thought Chris would have had a little more control. 
But Chan’s loss left Felix in the final three, which felt like a big deal. Felix considers himself to be competitive as well, even though he isn’t particularly good at games. He isn’t particularly good at not cumming either, so it’s a miracle that he hasn’t yet. He hadn’t put much stake in the bet at the beginning since he didn’t think he had any chance at winning, anyway, but as more members dropped out and the finish line crept closer, he began to take it more seriously.
He’d even been so careless to have tried to have sex with you at the beginning of the month, convincing himself he could last through it, before pulling out a couple minutes in with a frantic “no no no no no!” 
Felix hasn’t taken any risks since then. 
You’ve been completely understanding about it, to his relief, and haven’t stopped hanging out with him even though you know you won’t be getting laid like you usually would. That type of behavior is obviously expected from a girlfriend, but you’re not his girlfriend even though he treats you like one and talks about you to the guys as if you are. They all know it’s not official and if Felix refers to you as “his girl” without actually making you his girl one more time, he’s convinced Chan’s gonna slap him. He’d deserve it, to be fair. He’s a coward and he knows it. 
You’re not dating, you’re simply friends with benefits and he likes it like that- at least that’s what he tells himself. It takes the pressure off. Even though you’re not exclusive, he’s not fucking anyone else. You are kind of his person in his mind but he would never admit that out loud. He loves spending time with you and going on dates with you and waking up next to you, but at the end of the day he’s a bit of a commitmentphobe. So what if it’s a shitty excuse? He just doesn’t want to fuck up what you guys have going on and lose you completely. Maybe one day he’ll get the balls to have that talk with you, but for now he’s content with the dynamic you already have, that is until the last week of November.
The end of the month is just around the corner and victory is so close he can taste it. He’s been doing so well, resisting the urge to touch you whenever he’s near you. You’re over a lot these days, which he loves but also hates because of how hard you make everything, literally. 
 You’re in his bed today, dangerous territory already, but Minho and Seungmin were occupying the living space so you had no choice but to hang out in his room. Somehow you’d ended up tangled together beneath his sheets, making out and desperately grabbing at each other. Felix feels you grind into him, feels himself getting harder in response, and realizes he won’t be able to stop if you keep going like this. He’s so tempted to just say fuck it and throw caution to the wind, but he’s so close to winning that he knows he’ll never forgive himself if he gives in now.
Felix forces himself to pull back, breaking the kiss. “We should... probably stop,” he says breathlessly, hating himself for ruining the mood.
You take a moment to process and then push yourself away from him, nodding. “Oh, right. I totally forgot about the bet, I’m sorry.”
“No, no, it’s okay. I’m sorry that we haven’t been able to- that I haven’t been able to you know.”
“Lix, how many times have I told you it’s not a big deal?”
“It’s not fair to you, though. I hate leaving you hanging when you’re horny.” And you seem really horny. You were all up on Felix a few seconds ago, already whimpering into his mouth and tugging at the buttons on his shirt.
You scoff. “It’s not like I’m going to die if I don’t get some dick in the next hour.”
“You’re all worked up now, though, and-” 
“I promise you, Felix, it’s fine. I’ll just call Wooyoung to pick me up in like thirty minutes.”
Felix nods before he processes what you’ve said, then it clicks and he whips his head back up to look at you. “Wooyoung? Jung Wooyoung?”
“Mhm.”
“Why would he pick you up when I can just take you back home myself-”
“Lix, he wouldn’t be taking me home...” you trail off a little uncomfortably. 
“What, are you guys like fucking or something?”
It’s supposed to be a joke, a suggestion so outlandish that it would break the tension but you don’t laugh. Felix panics. 
“Wait, seriously?”
You sit up and cross your arms over your chest. “I mean, not as often as you and I but yeah... we hang out sometimes.”
“And by ‘hang out’, you mean his dick hangs out inside of you?”
“Lee Felix!”
“Sorry! It’s just... this is news to me, that’s all.”
That’s not all, and Felix is afraid you can see right through him but he tries to brush it off anyway. 
“Are you okay?” you ask tentatively, reaching for him. 
He jerks away from you out of instinct and immediately regrets it. This is not a good look for him and he knows it. He huffs out a breath and takes your hand in apology, squeezing in reassurance. 
“Lix... is this going to be a problem?”
“N-no, no it won’t be,” he lies. “Just, will you stay a little longer tonight?”
You soften. “Yeah, of course.”
Felix shifts on the bed and pulls you in close, playing with your hair as you nestle yourself into his side. He thinks back to the last time he saw Wooyoung. It was at some stupid after party for The Fact Awards, just over a month ago. You were Felix’s date, he’d gone to get you both a flute of champagne from the table of refreshments, and when he came back, you were in the middle of conversation with Wooyoung. 
Felix didn’t even know you knew each other. If he had, he would have invited you to more of their Strayteez hangouts- any excuse to spend more time with you, honestly. 
He approached the two of you and presented you with your drink, placing his newly free hand on the small of your back as he sipped from his glass. 
“Felix!” Wooyoung exclaimed and pulled the younger man in for a hug. Felix nearly spilled his champagne down Wooyoung’s back but managed to hold it just out of the way so that only a little bit splashed out onto the floor. 
When Wooyoung finally released him, Felix looked between the two of you, trying to connect the dots. 
“So how do you guys know each other?” he asked. 
You just exchanged looks with Wooyoung and chuckled awkwardly, something Felix hadn’t caught on to at the time.
 He feels like an idiot looking back on it. Wooyoung had known this whole time that they were both sleeping with you and never thought to mention it. It was technically none of Felix’s business, but he couldn’t help feeling betrayed by his friend. And Changbin! He was even better friends with Wooyoung than Felix was. He had to have known you were hooking up and also managed to neglect sharing that important piece of information. He would be having words with that man whenever you left and he got back from his girlfriend’s house. 
“I’m sorry for not telling you,” you whisper all of the sudden, breaking the silence. “I just didn’t want to hurt your feelings. I know you can be sensitive about these things so-”
“You have nothing to apologize for,” Felix blurts out. 
“But-”
“We’re not exclusive or anything and we agreed on that. As long as you’re being safe with him...”
You nod. “You don’t have to worry about that. We use condoms, just like us. No one’s getting an STI.”
Felix hums thoughtfully. He’s honestly relieved that you aren’t letting Wooyoung fuck you raw, not because he’s worried about protection even though that is a concern, but moreso because it would imply you like him more or you’re more serious about him than you are about Felix. It’s a petty victory but a victory nonetheless. 
He wraps his arms around you and kisses the top of your head, enjoying the feeling of having you close. It’s not a very ‘friends with benefits’ thing to do so he hopes you don’t mind, but you don’t move away from him which he takes as a good sign.
“Don’t go to his place tonight,” Felix murmurs into your hair. “Let- let me take care of you instead.”
You stiffen in his arms. “But... the bet.”
“I don’t fucking care,” he rasps. 
You turn a little more so that you can face him. “Felix, I’ll stay. We don’t have to have sex.”
“I want to,” he insists. “Unless you don’t?”
“No, I want to,” you assure him. 
“Are you sure? You’re not just saying that?”
“Positive. I was all over you not even ten minutes ago, remember?”
Felix grins. “I remember, I remember. But things can change, you know?”
“You’re sweet,” you say, kissing the corner of his mouth like you were rewarding him for it. 
“I try.”
“So how do you want me?” you ask. 
He takes a moment to think about it. “Um, want me on top?”
“Mhm that sounds good.”
“Yeah? You like just laying there and looking pretty? Like me taking control?”
The change in his demeanor makes you whimper, stroking Felix’s ego significantly. He pushes the blankets off of your bodies and rolls on top of you, taking your chin in his hand so that he can force you to look up at him. 
You arch to kiss him but he dodges you, smirking and still holding your jaw in place. You pout and try to turn your head to the side to break out of his grasp but he manages to keep his grip, surprising you both. Felix isn’t weak, but it’s usually pretty easy for you to overpower him. When you realize you can’t this time you stop trying, relaxing back into the mattress with a sigh of annoyance.
“Look at me.”
You do, eyes wide and eager. He spreads his fingers until his thumb is resting on one of your cheeks and the rest of his fingers are splayed out across the other, squeezing your face gently to get you to open your mouth. 
“C’mon, baby. A little wider.” You obey easily and Felix spits into your mouth. “Swallow. Good girl.”
He’s quick to undress you both so that he can get his head between your legs, needing to taste you after going so long without having you on his tongue. You’re wetter than he expected and he can’t stop himself from groaning at the sight. 
“God, baby, making a mess already. Gonna have to change my sheets after this.”
His comment makes you shrink into yourself in embarrassment. “You have no one to blame but yourself for that.”
Felix grins. “I know.” 
He makes you cum with his tongue and his fingers twice, feeling a little like he has something to prove after learning that he has competition. He wants to go for another, but his cock is aching at this point and he’s worried he’ll cum his pants before he gets to fuck you if he does. 
“Still okay?” he asks, checking in. 
“Perfect,” you respond. “You’re so good at that.”
Better than him? Felix wants to ask, but he doesn’t. He’s not entirely sure he wants the answer to the question, not entirely sure he’ll believe you if you tell him what he wants to hear. 
“Are you good to keep going?”
“Yes, please fuck me already.”
Felix chuckles. “Always so impatient.”
“You would be too if you knew how good your dick is.”
He curses, dick twitching. “You always know just what to say, don’t you?”
“I try,” you parrot. 
Felix gets up on his knees and reaches over to his bedside table. He opens the first drawer and pulls out a condom, bringing the foil packet to his teeth to rip it open when you suddenly reach out to stop him. 
“Let me?” you ask. 
“Yeah, baby. Go ahead.”
He hands it to you and watches as you do the same thing he was about to. You take the condom out of the wrapper and hand the trash back to Felix. He scoffs but accepts it anyway and tosses it in the bin that was easily within your reach without complaint. 
You pull his boxers down just below his butt, just enough to get his cock out, and roll on the condom, jerking him a few times before you do. You’ve never done this for him before and it all feels very intimate. His breath catches in his throat when you touch him for the first time and he shudders. He makes himself stay very still as you work. One wrong move and he’ll cum all over your hand and ruin everything. 
He’s in awe of how careful you are with it. You gently guide the material down his length, making sure that the elastic doesn’t accidentally pinch him in the process.
“That feel okay?” you ask once it’s on all the way. 
“Mhm. Now come here.” 
He hooks his hands under your thighs and pulls, yanking you forward and making your head fall back onto the pillow. Once your body is flush with his, he positions himself and guides his cock inside of you, holding his breath yet again as his name falls from your lips in a strained whisper.
God, this was a mistake. He’s going to embarrass himself, isn’t he? Why did he think this was a good idea? Why did he let his jealousy color his judgment? It wasn’t even about the bet anymore. He already knew he wouldn’t last when he decided to fuck you. He wasn’t that naive. 
No, it was the fact that his pride was on the line and it’s taking all of his strength and willpower not to cum on the spot. It’s been weeks since he’s felt you, felt anything for that matter, obviously it was going to feel incredible. 
Felix always cums faster than he wants to when he’s with you. The (literal) grip your pussy has on him is ridiculous. Does Wooyoung have this problem? Honestly, probably. Felix likes to think that anyone in his position would struggle.
“Fuck, fuck, don’t move,” Felix pleads. “Just. Stay like that. One second.”
You start to nod before remembering what ‘don’t move’ means and then freeze in place, mild concern replacing the lust reflected in your eyes.
“I’m fine,” he grunts out and closes his eyes, willing the feeling to pass. 
“Are you sure?”
“I’m s-sure.”
He can tell you don’t believe him but you don’t press any further which he’s thankful for. You wait patiently for him to recompose himself and when he finally does, he asks you if he’s good to start moving. 
“Yeah, give it to me.”
“Careful what you ask for.”
You roll your eyes and wrap your legs around his waist, forcing him deeper inside of you with a smirk. Brat. 
“Behave,” he warns.
“Or what?” you challenge, raising your eyebrows. 
“Do you really want to go there?” 
You shrug indifferently. “Haven’t decided. Now, are you going to fuck me or what?”
He has to cover your mouth with his hand when he starts snapping his hips into yours, forgetting about how loud you get when you’re this worked up. 
“Baby, we’re not home alone, you have to be quiet,” he hisses, even though he’d much rather hear all your pretty sounds. 
“Feels too good,” you whine. “Fuck me harder, Lix! Please, harder...”
“Harder? Gonna break you in half if I go any harder.”
“Yes, yes, break me in half,” you sob. “It’s been so long. Missed this so much.”
“Will you be good and stay quiet for me if I give you what you want?”
You nod. “I can be good.”
“Are you lying?”
You hesitate. “Maybe.”
Felix laughs coldly and shakes his head in disbelief.
“But not because I don’t want to be good!” you protest. “I just can’t help it.”
“I know, baby,” he coos condescendingly. “Can’t even think straight when you’re so fucked out like this, isn’t that right?”
“Uh-huh.”
The change in dynamic is almost comical. Mere minutes ago, Felix could barely move without cumming, too lost in the feeling of your hot cunt to concentrate. Now, you’re the one gasping for air and clawing at his back like an animal. Even Felix is surprised by the amount of self-control he’s exerting. He’s using it to his advantage though, taking the opportunity to thoroughly ruin you like you deserve. 
Even if you’re completely silent, the sounds coming from Felix’s room are obscene and anyone that walks by would immediately know what you were up to. Seungmin or Minho had probably already texted the groupchat announcing Felix’s loss but he didn’t care. All he wanted was to make you feel better than Wooyoung ever could. 
“Does he fuck you like this? Huh?” Felix is wandering into dangerous territory, he knows, but he can’t help asking. He needs to know. “Does he make you feel this good? Cum this hard?”
“No!” you cry. “No, he doesn’t!”
“Be honest,” he growls, wrapping his hand around your throat. He only applies a little pressure, just enough to make you lightheaded the way you like. 
“I am! I’m being honest, I promise.”
“That’s what I thought.”
“Lix, ‘m gonna... gonna cum,” you whine. 
“Who told you you could do that?” 
Your eyes get wide at his response, bottom lip trembling. “What?”
“Who gave you permission to cum?” Felix demands. He’s right there on the edge himself so he doesn’t really know why he’s dragging it out, but he just wants to see you squirm a little more. 
Thankfully, you’re quick to adapt to the new rules. “Can I? Can I please cum? I need it, baby. Please make me cum... please tell me I can. I’m not gonna be able to stop myself if you don’t...” 
The desperation in your eyes does something for him, and knowing he can’t hold back any longer, he relents. “Go ahead. Be a good girl and cum for me, baby.”
He’s only halfway through the sentence when your body locks up and you scream his name, gushing around his cock. If he’d waited any longer you wouldn’t have been able to obey him. He helps you ride it out by rubbing your clit and fucking you through it, letting his own orgasm wasm over him as you’re still clenching around him. 
“Oh god, I’m cumming. I’m cumming, fuck!” he groans, making a last ditch effort to stop it before it happens. But his efforts are in vain because it’s too late and he’s cumming into the condom so hard his vision whites out.
When he starts to come down, you’re still weakly rocking your hips into his, whimpering with every thrust. 
Felix winces at the oversensitivity but doesn’t stop you. With how long it’s been since he last got off it won’t be long until he’s hard again. 
“Insatiable tonight, aren’t you?” he muses. “Came three times and still want more.”
You frown and try to get yourself to stop without much success. It’s like your hips are moving on their own accord. “I’m sorry.” 
“Don’t be. Want you to be satisfied.”
“God, you’re so good to me,” you moan and wrap your arms around Felix’s neck, making his chest feel tight all of the sudden. 
“It’s what you deserve.”
He doesn’t have enough energy to hold himself up above you properly so he has you roll over onto your side so that he can slip himself inside of you and you can fuck yourself back against him that way. 
While you’re doing that, Felix feels around the bed for his phone, grabbing it when he feels it under one of his pillows. 
Like he predicted, he doesn’t even have to announce his loss because his roommates did it for him. 
Min: Felix lost
Chris: what? how do you know?
Seungmin: we heard it happening :/
Min: and we’re traumatized
Innie: thank god i wasn’t home
Felix: you guys could have LEFT. you didn’t HAVE to listen!!!! btw changbin i need to talk to you
Min: oh no not his government name. someone’s in troubleeee
Binnie: um. 0.0 should i be worried 
Felix doesn’t respond right away, wanting to make Changbin sweat a little for the trouble he’d put him through. 
He puts his phone on his bedside table so he doesn’t lose it in his bedding again and turns his attention back to you. The oversensitivity had started to bleed together with pleasure and Felix could feel his cock getting stiff again. He groans and buries his face in your shoulder, inhaling the scent of your shampoo. 
There was still a lot to talk about with you. He needed to address his feelings, be honest about everything. But for now...
“Round two?”
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