#felix x reader smut

[straykeedz]

Do you think you could do felix with a reader that takes a long time to cum and is super insecure about it but he reassures her that he would love to try and make her cum even if it takes her a long time (and it does) but he actually does it and she's so shocked. Thank you!!!

𝐭𝐰: female anatomy ; mentioning of faking orgasms ; reader has had shitty exes who made her feel bad ; poor communication at the very beginning ; oral sex and fingering (f receiving) ; dirty talk ; ♡

𝐰𝐜: 2,1k ; ♡

a/n: i’m not suuuper proud of this but i had a lil writer’s block so…. also, i edited this on my phone so it might be shit shxhsh. hope u like this anon!! ♡

this contains smut. minors dni. 18+ only.

Lying in bed, spent and out of breath, Felix wonders what he did wrong.

You didn’t cum, that much is very clear to him. And it’s not that he’s offended or questioning his skills, he’s just really confused about it. He felt you clenching around him, and you did moan just a pitch higher. Did you try faking your orgasm hoping he wouldn’t notice? Did he really fuck you that badly? Maybe he should’ve communicated better, checked up with you more, asked if you were enjoying yourself.

He’d been shoved away from your pussy when he was giving you head earlier, you tugging at his hair to get him to stop eating you out. He’d been lapping at your clit for minutes when you’d muttered out a breathy “I need you now”. Now that he thinks about it, the very same thing had happened when he’d fingered you the first two times you slept together. And you didn’t cum that that day either at this point, Felix is sure.

You’ve slept together twice now and you faked your orgasms both times. Felix feels he should bring this up before it’s too late and it becomes a routine for you. Only… how? He wouldn’t want to make you feel bad about it, he just genuinely wants to understand if there’s anything he could do to really pleasure you the way you deserve.

Coming back inside the room a couple of minutes later after freshening up, you immediately notice that Felix looks lost in his thoughts. Nevertheless, he smiles at you once he witnesses your presence inside the room and pats the empty spot next to him, implying for you to come lie down and cuddle, which you do, resting your head on his chest and throwing your leg across his lap as he covers the both of you.

The room smells awfully like sex, which is a constant reminder to Felix that he has to talk to you. Your relationship is at its early stage, and he wants to talk this through with you before everything crumbles - sex might not be the most important aspect in a relationship, but communication is, and Felix needs you to know you’re completely safe to talk to him. He wants you to tell him if he’s not doing something right in bed.

He really, really likes you and wants to be with you for a very long time, that’s why it’s so important that you trust him with this kind of things.

“Baby?” His deep, hoarse voice vibrates in his chest, “you good? You’re not sore, are you?”

He feels you shaking your head. “Nope, just tired, but I’m good. Are you?”

Physically, yes, but his own brain is killing him with the constant overthinking.

“Yeah,” he just answers while thinking of an efficient way to bring up the fact he suspects you faked your orgasms.

Thankfully, though, you kind of do it for him.

“Did you… did you like it?” You ask timidly, feeling kind of stupid for asking, but the way he looks so deep in thought is kind of making you feel self conscious.

“Of course I did,” he doesn’t sound like he’s lying, and you sigh out of relief when he pulls you closer and kisses your head. “Did you?”

“Yeah,” you mumble, but Felix knows you’re sugarcoating the truth to him somehow, and he hates it.

“Baby,” he mumbles after a while - a deep sigh follows the petname. “I know you faked it.”

Blood runs cold in your veins. You open your mouth to justify yourself, thinking he’s mad at you or something, but he beats you to it. He sits up on the mattress, and you do the same, however you keep your head down, not meeting his eyes.

“Felix, baby…”

“Before you say anything, I just want you to know I’m not mad at you. I just… don’t understand? I mean, is there something I’m doing wrong? Is there something I can do better? You can tell me, baby. I won’t get mad at you, I could never.”

You shake your head, fidgeting with the hem of your pajama shorts. Taking a deep breath, you shake your head as a no, “you’re not doing anything wrong, I promise.”

“Then what is it, baby?” He asks, voice full of concern - he wants you to help him understand. “I want you to always have a good time when we sleep together. I don’t want you to experience disappointing sex with me and feel like you have to fake it to spare my feelings. We’re a couple, you should tell me if you don’t like something I’m doing. Even- even when I give you oral or try to finger you, you never finish, you just push me away after a couple of minutes.”

The room falls awkwardly quiet after Felix’s words, until you finally find the courage to speak and tell him the truth, even though it’s embarrassing - to you, at least.

“It’s not that I don’t like it,” you begin. “It just… it takes me a while to, you know… cum. A long while,” you sigh. “You… I like everything you do to me, baby, it’s just… it takes really long, and I wouldn’t want you to get bored or anything.”

“Baby, just… why on earth would I get bored eating you out or fucking you? I don’t understand, you know I’d die between your thighs, baby.”

His words go straight to your core, and you’re sure you’re red in the face by now.

“You say that now. But I can assure you, you will get bored.”

All of your exes did, after all. But if there’s one thing your relationship with Felix has taught you, is that he’s nothing like your exes.

“Baby,” he says in a serious tone, “I won’t,” he assures you. “I know I won’t, and I’ll be honored if you ever want me to try to make you cum, baby, but only if it’s something you want. You know I’d never pressure you into anything, baby.”

“You mean… right now?”

Felix pulls you in his lap, his arms around your waist. “Whenever you want to. If you want round two right now I’m down.”

You’d be lying if you said you aren’t horny right now, especially when Felix’s underneath you, completely shirtless and only in his boxers. However, you can’t help but feel a little anxious. After all, Felix knows you’ve been faking your orgasms and he’s willing to try his hand at making you cum. What if you don’t?

Felix can’t help but notice you’re too much in your own head, so he places two fingers under your chin and delicately lifts your head to meet your eyes. “We don’t have to. It was just a suggestion, baby.”

You shift in his lap and he makes a pained sound, already getting hard. “No! It’s not that. I want to, it’s just… I’m scared to disappoint you.”

He pulls your hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ears. “You could never disappoint me. Understand?” He looks you in the eye as he speaks.

You nod. “Yeah, okay.”

“Good,” he whispers on your lips, “now let me eat you out like you deserve.”

Sprawled on the bed with Felix between your thighs, you can’t help but feel a bit nervous as he slides your panties down your thighs, letting them fall on the floor. Felix, however, looks completely enamoured with your pretty pussy.

When he places the first kiss on top of your thigh, your body jolts. “It’s gonna take a while.”

“Relax, baby,” another kiss on your inner thigh, “don’t think too much. Just lie down and enjoy yourself.”

Felix takes his time peppering your skin with soft kisses, all the way until his lips finally reach your most sensitive spot. You squirm when he licks a stripe that goes from your entrance to your clit, and his head immediately snaps in your direction. “You good?”

“Yeah. Yeah, felt good.”

Felix smirks and licks his lips, licking another stripe on your pussy, and then wrapping his lips around your clit, humming as he buries his face deep in your cunt. He keeps sucking and licking and lapping at your most delicate spot. His arms are wrapped around your thighs, and the wet, squelching sounds he makes are the only thing that can be heard, together with your heavy breaths.

It feels nice, really nice, but you don’t feel close yet. Maybe it’s because you can’t really empty your head and relax like Felix said.

“Felix, baby…” you try to entangle your fingers in his hair, “it’s… it’s okay if you wanna stop.”

Felix shakes his head, with his mouth full of your pussy. “Don’t wanna,” he mumbles, completely pussydrunk. “D’you want me to stop?”

“I don’t want you to get tired…”

Felix chuckles, sucking on your clit harder until you let out a whimper. You can’t see him, but Felix smirks satisfied. “Does it look like I’m getting tired, baby?” He lifts his head to look at you, and you can clearly see your arousal all over his chin, mixed with his spit. “I fuckin’ love eatin’ this pussy, baby. ’s so sweet. So fuckin’ sweet, baby, I could eat it all day.”

He grips your thighs harder, eats you out like a desperate man, very pleased with the moans you let out each time he sucks a little bit harder on your sensitive and swollen clit. Felix smiles to himself when he feels you clenching your thighs around his head, and this time he’s sure you’re not faking your reactions, because your legs are genuinely shaking. You arch your back when Felix inserts a finger inside of you slowly, inch by inch, and then a second finger, while his mouth is still on your clit. Your breathing gets quicker and quicker when he starts moving them in and out of you.

“You like it, yeah?” Felix slurs, fucking you with his fingers slow and deep, stimulating your g-spot over and over again. “You like it when I eat you out while I fuck you with my fingers, huh?”

You nod. It feels different than any of the other times you’ve done this. This time, you feel you could actually cum. “Like it. I like it, baby. Keep going, please. Don’t stop,” you whimper.

“Is my baby gonna cum f’me?” Felix kisses your clit sweetly. “Are you gonna cum for me f’real? Y’re not gonna fake it this time, baby, are you?”

You shake your head, legs desperately trembling - you can practically feel your orgasm, it’s there. Felix is about to make you cum for the first time. You moan when he latches his mouth back on your clit, eating you out and savoring the way you taste on his tongue. Entangling your fingers in his blond hair, you push him into your cunt as you feel yourself releasing in his mouth, arching your back.

“Baby, baby!” You moan, your whole body’s shaking, “‘m… ‘m…”

Your body falls back on the mattress, completely spent, chest rising and falling quickly. Felix pulls his fingers out of your cunt, wiping them on the sheets to dry them as he lifts his head from your thighs. The lower part of his face is entirely covered in your release, and he manages to lick most of it to clean himself, wiping the rest away using the back of his hand before collapsing on the bed next to you with a grin on his face. Circling your waist with his arm, he pulls you closer so that you’re resting your head on his chest.

“I’m… I’m guessing you didn’t fake it this time, huh?” He jokes, breathing heavily himself.

You hide your face in the crook of his neck, blushing like crazy. “I didn’t, I really didn’t.” After a while, you say, “I’m sorry it took so long.”

Felix only pulls you closer, kissing the top of your head. “Ah, baby. What matters the most is that you enjoyed yourself.”

“I did, baby. I liked it very much.”

“Good,” Felix reassures you. “I don’t mind going down on you or fucking you, baby. In fact, I love it. I’d spend the whole day buried between your sweet thighs, you know that.”

“Are you for real?” You can’t help but ask, lifting your head to meet his eyes.

Felix nods, then his gaze shifts to the large, watch patch on the front of his grey boxers. “Does it look like I’m lying, baby? Now gimme a couple of minutes and I’ll fuck you real good, too, baby, promise.”

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[binsito]

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

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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[writingforstraykids]

My favorite dessert - Felix Edition

Pairing: Felix x femReader

Word Count: 3731

Summary: You finally convince Felix to help you in the kitchen, preparing cookies for the upcoming Christmas time. One thing leads to another, and some knocked-over sugar on the floor isn't the only mess you two make in the kitchen...Or: you can't stop teasing your husband about loving cookies more than you, and he has to prove a point.

Warnings/Tags: fluff, domestic married life, baking cookies, teasing, smut, oral (f receiving), fingers in v, p in v, edging (sort of I guess)

A/N: This has originally been a Moon Knight fic, so don't be confused in case this seems familiar 😂 I felt like the concept from last year would work well with Stray Kids as well, and Felix won the vote. Have fun🤭 ~ Moon🌙

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Felix glances up at you from the sofa curiously as you wander around the kitchen, slowly covering more and more of the kitchen island with all kinds of bowls and cooking utensils. He raises his eyebrows as you go to collect the sugar and flour and take out some eggs and milk from the fridge. You curse softly as a pack of cinnamon slips from your hand, and some fine powder covers the floor. “What the fuck are you doing?” he giggles, pushing himself off the sofa to join you in the kitchen area.

You laugh softly as he kneels down and wipes the cinnamon away for you. “I thought I’d make some cookies.”

“Cookies?” he asks curiously, smirking when he sees the excitement in your eyes.

“Yeah, you know, for Christmas,” you tell him innocently, grabbing your notebook filled with some of his and your favorite recipes.

“Christmas?” he laughs, getting up from the floor and stepping beside you. “Babe, it’s the second of December.”

“Which means I’m already a day late,” you tell him, frowning when he snorts at you. “Sunshine.” you pout at him. “Christmas cookies are meant to be made before Christmas. To enjoy the time leading up to it and getting in the holiday spirit. Also, why would you only eat them for five days before Christmas or so?” you huff.

He smiles gently and places his hands on your shoulders, seeing you pout and rubbing them soothingly. “I’m messing with you. I know how excited you get for this time of the year.”

You blush heavily at that and subconsciously shift on your feet. “It’s annoying, isn’t it? You’re right, Lix, I’m way too early and-.”

He cups your face and pulls you into a tender kiss, shutting you up for a moment. Pulling back, his warm, sparkling eyes meet yours, and your breath hitches at the pure love coating his chocolate orbs. “I have told you how much I love seeing you happy. I know how much this time we have together means to you, so it also matters to me,” he tells you, caressing your cheeks. “You’re not annoying, you’re freaking adorable, babe.”

You giggle happily and cover his hands with your own, making him beam. “Seriously though, stop me if it gets too much.”

“Promise,” he smirks, and you frown playfully, knowing he wouldn’t. As if he’d tell you to shut up about baking cookies, getting presents for your loved ones, decorating the house, and wishing for a white Christmas. Or stop you from singing Christmas tunes even though it was still weeks away.

You give him a quick kiss before turning back to your notebook. “Lixie?” you ask in a sweet singsong.

“What do you need, Lee?” he asks, smiling fondly.

You turn to him surprised, and your whole face lights up. “What did you just call me?”

“I called you by my last name, which just happens to be yours as well,” he chuckles and steps in front of you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I know, you just never did that before. Not randomly like that,” you say happily and smile at him fondly.

He looks at you adoringly, smile widening. “I should really start doing it more often then.”

“Please do.” you smile and press a gentle kiss on his lips.

Felix hums softly into it before squeezing your hips.“So, what did you need?” he asks, and you turn in his arms, opening a page of your little book. 

“Would you like to help me with this?”

"What, baking?” he asks and glances down at your neat handwriting.

“Please? It could be fun.” you insist and glance up at him, seeing him chew his lower lip as he scans the recipe. “I mean…only if you want,” you add nervously.

He soothingly squeezes your hip, and his eyes stay focused on the page as he speaks up again. “You know I’ll always help you,” he giggles, eyes flickering back at yours. “I just don’t think I ever did those before, so you’ll have to help me out.”

“I’d love to,” you wink at him and lean into his hold comfortably. “After all, you help me out all the time, you’re always there for me and show me I’m loved no matter what. The least I can do is show you how to make those cookies.”

He snorts softly and rolls his eyes playfully. “As if that would be the only thing you’d do for me.” he sighs before nodding and kissing your cheek. “Alright then, let’s see how soon you give up on me.”

“I’d never give up on you, sunshine,” you assure him and cuddle into his side as he steps close to you and looks through the book with you. “If you see any cookies you’d like to bake, tell me.” 

Felix hums agreeingly and watches you picking out a few classics until his eyes catch a specific heading. “Wait, are these the ones you made for my birthday?”

“They are.” you nod, agreeing.

“Can we make them too?” he asks, remembering how soft and tasty they had been. He has spent many nights dreaming of the sweet treats since then.

“Of course.” you smile and note down the page. “Alright then, you’re ready to start?”

“I’m not sure.” he giggles as you pinch his side playfully. “I’ll try my best,” he winks at you. You have no doubts since Felix enjoyed baking a lot himself from time to time. You show him how to prepare the different types of dough for each of the cookies, and he follows your instructions observantly. You haven’t had as much lighthearted fun as this in a while, and you both love it. Once the first ones are in the oven, he makes you some hot wine punch, and its sweet scent spreads throughout the kitchen. You hand him the rolling pin once you reach the dough, that’s always a little tough for you to flatten enough. He grunts softly and looks up at you, amused. “So that’s why you needed me.”

“Dork.” you roll your eyes playfully and make sure to tell him once he has flattened it enough. 

Felix helps you with decorating them, drawing small patterns onto them, and he realizes he hasn’t felt that relaxed in a while. You sit opposite him, focused fully on your work, a loose strand hanging into your face. He smiles softly and reaches over, gently brushing it back behind your ear. You look up, and your eyes meet his. The way they soften when spotting him makes his heart beat faster, and his stomach flutter. Only you are able to make him melt within seconds. He has to physically force himself to focus back on his task and finish up. You clean up the kitchen together once you two are done and the cookies are in the oven. 

He steps behind you as you wipe the table and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. Planting soft kisses on the back of your neck, hands soothingly rubbing your hips as you lean into him. “I love you,” he confesses softly. “So so much, babe.”

You turn around in his arms, wrapping your own around his neck, beaming up at him. “I love you too, handsome. You didn’t do so bad, by the way,” you tell him proudly.

“I have a great teacher.” he winks at you, his eyes softening. “And an amazing wife.”

“And I have an amazing husband.” you smile softly and brush back his soft hair. “Maybe we can do that again sometime?”

“Sure,”  he nods sincerely. Then he smirks and gently wipes his thumb over your cheek. “You’ve got some flour there, love,” he states.

You chuckle before leaning forward and crashing your lips onto his. He kisses back passionately, and you two melt into each other. God, how much you missed moments like this when he was on tour. An aggressive beeping sound interrupts you and makes you both flinch from the sudden sound. “Fucking hell.” he breathes out laughing and turns off the alarm. “I guess they’re done.”

“Oooh, yes, the chocolate chip cookies you wanted.” you nod excitedly and step back as he gets them out. After a few minutes, you carefully pick two of them up. “They’re the best like this, I swear.”

He laughs softly and takes one of them, gently blowing onto it. Felix takes a bite, and fuck, you were right. The warm dough, still a little soft, melts on his tongue and mixed with the chocolate, it tastes heavenly. “Fuck that’s good.” he moans out, and you start laughing. “Hey! You know I would get my ass kicked if I ate stuff like that too often,” he protests, only slightly offended.

“I know, I know.” you giggle and raise your eyebrow at him. “I just never heard you moan like that when you tasted me, that’s all,” you say innocently, and his jaw drops.

“What did you just say?” he asks, his voice dropping an octave lower, and pupils growing wide and dark. 

“You heard me.” you shrug and hop onto the kitchen island, spreading your legs casually and taking another bite of your cookie.

“Don’t tempt me,” he smirks, raising his eyebrow at you. 

“Not doing anything.” you give back with a mischievous shimmer in your eyes as you lick your lips clean painfully slowly.

He’s in front of you in a matter of seconds, his hands grabbing your thighs. “You’re a fucking tease.” 

“More like you’re easy to be teased,” you smirk before licking one of your fingers clean. 

“And you’re just as easy to be teased when I get my hands on you.” he gives back, deciding to play along with your little game.

“Is that so?” you ask challengingly. “Why don’t you give it a try?”

“Give it a try?” he laughs, amused, and rolls his eyes at you. “Fuck, you must be desperate for this pretending I haven’t done that before.”

You smirk succeedingly and spread your legs even more. “Maybe I am handsome.…but who wouldn’t be with that sight?” 

He hums softly and grabs your hand, wrapping his full lips around two of your fingers, sucking them clean. Your pupils blow wide, looking at him as he does so, and he raises an eyebrow at you, smirking in succession around your fingers. He pulls back and lets go of your fingers, a pop echoing through the kitchen. 

You hum contently as his lips capture yours in a passionate kiss. His hand sinks into your hair, pulling you closer. You grab his arm, pressing yourself against him. His hands quickly move down, pulling up your sweater and letting go of you for a moment to pull it off. You smirk when his mouth parts in a gasp once he sees you’re not wearing a bra. “See something you like?” you grin.

“You’ve been planning this all day, didn’t you?” he asks chuckling, his eyes taking in the sight of your breasts.

“What if I have, Lix?” you ask, combing your hand through his hair. 

“Christmas really gets you in a good mood.” he grins cheekily, and before you can protest, he leans down and licks right over your nipple, cupping your other breast. 

You moan softly as he starts kneading the soft flesh and bites down gently. You can feel his wedding ring against your skin, and a small smile spreads over your lips at the small reminder that he is truly yours. His lips messily travel down your stomach, licking and biting his way down to the hem of your pants. The thing with Felix is that he always gets what he wants without pushing you to your limit or stepping over your boundaries. He’s gentle and skilled, and you have never felt more safe with anyone else than your husband. Felix knows you too well, and he never fails to notice immediately when something’s off, which is why you always let him have his way. You have never needed your safeword before, and gosh, you love the thrill of not knowing what’s next.

You giggle softly as he eases you out of your pants with skilled moves and throws them to the side. “Baby, you’re soaked.” he groans softly, seeing the dark patch on your underwear. Fuck, he hasn’t even touched you there yet. 

“Only for you,” you tell him, and a low growl escapes his chest. He's on you in a matter of seconds.

Skilled fingers slip into your underwear and down between your folds. His teeth nibble softly on your earlobe as he circles his fingers over your clit. “Say that again.” he rasps into your ear.

“I’m yours, Lixie. All for you,” you tell him and moan sweetly as his finger teases your clit. “Please.” you breathe out and grab his arm tight to steady yourself.

He pulls his fingers out and sucks them clean deliciously, staring right into your eyes. 

“Take them off, love,” he says, his voice sounding smooth and comforting. You do as he says and take off your panties, your bare cheeks hitting the cool surface of the kitchen island. “Spread your legs, beautiful.”

You do as he says and watch him intrigued as he leans down, burying his face between your legs. You gasp when his tongue makes contact with your skin, licking up between your folds before circling around your clit with just the right pressure. And then he moans so sinfully it has your thighs trembling already, the vibration of it shooting right to your core. 

Felix has taken you by your word, wanting to prove that you were the only thing making him moan like he could lose his mind. His tongue laps up your juices, and he groans softly when it pushes against your clenching hole. Your hand buries itself in his hair, and the grip on it makes his eyes roll back. “Fuck, Lix, don’t stop,” you beg when he adds his thumb on your clit while fucking you with his tongue. 

This man just knows how to use it. You roll your hips into him, chasing his touch and clenching around his tongue. His moans against your skin send shivers down your body, and you lean back, bracing yourself on your hand to make it easier for you to move your hips. Your head falls back as the knot in your stomach grows tighter, and you can feel you’re getting close. “Don’t stop,” you breathe out and press his face closer to your core as you gush against him. 

Felix can tell you’re about to stumble over the edge. That’s when his hands grab your hips, and he pulls back just like that, licking his lips. “What the fuck?” you huff frustrated. “I was so close.”

“You asked for it, now live with it,” he says, seemingly unfazed, and removes his sweater, discarding it onto the floor. His sweatpants follow, and the only thing left are his boxers, which do a bad job of hiding his arousal. He hops onto the kitchen island with a smooth move and pushes you down gently.

You scoot back and make yourself as comfortable as possible on the kitchen island as he hovers over you. You frown at the mischievous smirk creeping onto his lips and raise your eyebrows in surprise when he grabs the chocolate sauce not far away from him. “What are you-Felix!” you gasp as he opens the bottle and pours a pattern over your torso. The cool temperature of the sauce drips onto your skin, catching you off guard.

He grins as he puts the bottle aside and leans down closer. “I thought I have to prove that you’re my favorite dessert?” he whispers against your lips, which has you whimpering and squirming with need.

This man shouldn’t be allowed to make you so weak. “You’ll drive me crazy one day.” you breathe out, and your eyes flutter close when he moves further down, and his tongue experimentally licks over your skin. You bury your hand in his hair as his tongue travels up your stomach, around your breasts, and over your nipples before going back down to your abdomen. He follows the pattern of the chocolate sauce at an agonizing pace and smirks against your skin as you can’t stop moaning, begging for more. 

Once he's done, he moves back up again and kisses you, sliding his tongue against yours. You can taste the sweetness of the chocolate and moan softly. His hand slips down between your legs again, one finger pushing into you with ease. Your grip around his hair grows tighter when he soon adds another finger and then another, opening you up and preparing you for him. He toys with your clit mindlessly whilst doing so, and it pushes you closer to the edge once more. "Felix, please," 

"Please, what?" he asks against your lips, curling his fingers against your sweet spot. 

You cry out in pleasure, and your hips buck into his touch. "I'm so close," 

"Nah, you're not." he shakes his head, and your eyes shoot open, looking at him almost offended. 

"Excuse me?" you breathe out. 

"I said you're not close," he repeats himself calmly, and a smug grin covers his lips. Sometimes, that angel face could trick you into thinking he wasn’t a menace beneath it. He kisses you sweetly and pulls out his fingers, making you whine at the sudden emptiness. "You're just ready to take all of me." 

You huff softly and laugh weakly, reaching down and pulling at his boxers impatiently. "You really weren't joking about teasing me." 

"I have a point to prove, don't I?" he asks, chuckling and caressing your cheek. "Easy now. I got you, sweet girl." 

You lean into his touch and smile up at him through hooded eyes. "I know you do." He smiles gently and kisses your forehead before taking off his boxers and throwing them over his shoulder. "I swear if they landed on the cookies, I'll kick your ass once this is over." you threaten him jokingly. 

"Oh, so first you want me to make you cum, and then you'll kick my ass? How rude." he gives back, amused. 

"You're about to fuck me on the table, and I don't even have a pillow. You talk about being rude." you tease back, and your heart melts when he goes to grab his discarded sweater from the floor. He scrunches it up and places it underneath your head. "I was joking, sunshine," you tell him fondly. 

"I know you were," he tells you just as fondly and plants a soft kiss on the tip of your nose, making you giggle. 

You open your mouth to speak, but a moan leaves your lips when the head of his cock slides through your folds, collecting your juices. You spread your legs for him and moan deliciously when he starts pressing into you with slow and gentle thrusts. As soon as he’s buried fully inside of you, his head lays against your chest as he groans softly. "You're still so tight." he moans deliciously, and you clench around him in response. He starts moving, and you roll your hips to meet his thrusts. 

"Only for you, Lixie," you tell him and see the proud smile covering his lips. He picks up pace after a moment, and you moan out in pleasure. Your hand falls to the side as you attempt to hold onto the table's edge to steady yourself. Instead, you knock the rest of the sugar onto the floor, and the loud thud makes you both stop in your movements. 

"Did you just -?" Felix asks quietly. 

"Yep, that was the sugar," you answer unbothered as if nothing happened. 

"You -." Felix starts laughing above you, his arms trembling. "We're so fucking ridiculous sometimes."

You start laughing as well and shake your head. "I love us for that," you tell him, biting your lip at the burning but pleasurable stretch. "Now move, handsome," you beg softly and wriggle your hips impatiently. 

Felix giggles and picks up the pace again, thrusting into you steadily. "Patience." But you've had enough of that, and it doesn't take long until you're begging for more. He grabs your hands and pins them down above your head when he picks up the pace and force of his thrusts. His other hand teases your nipples, squeezes your hip, and then comes to rest on your clit. His thumb draws circles on it, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. 

You arch up against him, moaning his name and begging for more. "Please, Lix, harder, I can take it." you ramble, and he gives you exactly what you want, his teeth sinking into your neck. 

He can tell by the way your moans grow high-pitched, your back arches, and your face contorts in pure pleasure. "Come for me, my beautiful wife." he encourages you, and your body tenses at his words. He kisses you sweetly before whispering softly. "Come for me, Lee." 

Something inside you snaps, and hot white pleasure ripples through your body as he sends you over the edge with four little words. You cry out his name with a broken whimper, and the way you clench around him and push your legs closer together sends him over the edge sooner than he thought. 

Felix groans loudly and fills you up, his head sinking against your shoulder as he lazily rides you two through it. Your combined pants and whimpers echo in each other’s ears as your high has subsided. He moves to pull out, but you keep him there. 

"Stay, please. Just for a bit," you whisper, and he smiles softly. 

He wraps his arms around you and rolls onto his back with you on top of him. Felix soothingly rubs your back and plays with your hair. "Are you convinced now?" he asks teasingly, unable to let this go yet. 

You push yourself up with a grunt and brace yourself on his chest. You smirk down at him. "I believe you," you tell him and teasingly circle your hips, making him moan. "My turn now,"   you say, and he grabs your hips, growing hard again already. 

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"I think I can get used to baking with you." he grins, and you playfully smack his chest.

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[mixtape-racha]

motivation | lee felix

you would soon learn better than to run your mouth in front of felix's friends, one way or another. he'd make sure of it // 18+, minors dni

words: 1.17k // warnings: hard dom!felix, oral (m. recieving), reader being a brat, consensual voyeurism/exhibitionism, ot8 featured, hinted orgy

a/n: based on this request by anon!! i hope u enjoy ♡

felix was what would be called a soft dom. sure, he could get carried away sometimes, but he was always sweet. praising you, smothering you in soft kisses, always putting your needs before his. but lately, you’d been taking advantage of that. he couldn’t let your bratty behavior slide anymore the way he had been. you were getting too comfortable with the fact he wouldn’t punish you, and that wasn’t okay. what had happened to his good girl? his pretty little thing who was so pliant and listened so well?

he decided you’d crossed the line one night at the dorms - you had been invited along to a games night, which was a more common occurrence since the dorms had been divided into two. sure, you’d all been drinking, but a few beers couldn’t excuse your behavior. he could deal with you acting up, but in front of his friends? and trying to humiliate him? that was not on, he wouldn’t stand for it at all.

it had started as a simple joke about felix’s hands, yet again. he didn’t understand why it was so funny, or how his hands could be considered small - because they really weren’t. he just happened to have the smallest hands out of all of his friends, but they’d take any opportunity to poke fun at each other, so he let them have it. but, oh. oh, you had to open your mouth, didn’t you? you thought you were so funny, and evidently his friends did too.

“well, let’s just say his hands aren’t the only thing thats small…” you teased with a grin, taking a sip of your drink as the boys burst into fits of laughter. you didn’t even look at him, but you should’ve known better than to think he’d take that without a response.

he didn’t even realized he’d crushed the beer car in his hand until jisung nudged his shoulder, giving him a strange look. 

“you good, bro?”

but he shook it off with a nod of his head, eyes no leaving your figure from where you were sat on the floor next to the coffee table. oh, you were in for a world of shit.

“m’fine. doll, can you come here? wanna hold you.” he cooed, grabbing your attention, to which you nodded happily and came to sit next to him on the couch. slinging your legs over his lap, you nuzzled your face against his shoulder as you continued your conversation with jeongin.

he bided his time after that, mulling over in his head how best to act. the entire time, he had a hand on your thigh, squeezing and caressing the soft skin between his fingers as you both held your separate conversations. until he heard jeongin move closer and whisper to you - not that the younger boy could whisper at all. when jeongin asked if felix’s dick was actually small, and you just shrugged with a sly smirk on your face, he decided he’d had enough.

“love,” he said softly, pulling your face closer to his so he could whisper in your ear. “you better buck your ideas up, or you’re not going to like the consequences, yeah?”

you simply rolled your eyes at that. felix was notorious for empty threats, and letting you get away with whatever you wanted. why would this be any different? like, honestly, what was he going to do? pull you over his lap and spank you in front of everyone? you highly doubted it.

but felix wasn’t putting up with it. he was sick of you acting like there was no consequences to your actions, and he had to teach you a lesson. he wasn’t going to allow you to act however you wanted, nor was he going to let his friends think you walked all over him like a doormat.

“fuck it,” he growled, catching everyone’s attention as he manhandled you back onto the floor, caging you between his legs. you were confused as his hands began fumbling with his belt, and minho piped up before you could think of anything to say.

“felix, man, what are you doing?”

“i’m teaching this little slut a lesson. you wanna show me up in front of my friends, yeah?” one of his hands moved from his belt to grasp your jaw, forcing you to look up at him. “she wants to lie and humiliate me in front of you? well, its not going to slide anymore. if it takes a cock in her mouth to shut her up, so be it. you’re such a cock-hungry little whore, i doubt it’ll even bother you that everyone’s watching, will it?”

you shook your head on impulse, everyone’s stares burning into you making you blush and wiggle your hips impatiently.

“see? dirty slut.”

once felix had successfully removed his half-hard cock from its confines, he guided your head towards him, the darkness in his eyes burning into your skin. you quickly scrambled to rest your hands on his thighs, spitting on his dick for extra lube before lowering your mouth around it.

he groaned almost instantly, the warmness of your mouth and feeling of your tongue swirling around him almost heavenly. usually, he’d have a hand on the back of your head, guiding you, making sure you didn’t overwork yourself or try to take too much. however, this was a punishment, so you were on your own.

you really tried your hardest to make him feel good, knowing it was working when you felt him twitch in your mouth as you gulped around him. the ache in your jaw came quite quickly, possibly from the speed you were bobbing your head at, but you were too far in the pleasure to care.

the fact that his 7 closest friends were watching you had you dripping, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look up at them. it was humiliating in the best way, fat tears rolling down your cheeks and smudging your makeup everywhere. there was a ring of pink around the base of felix’s cock from your lipstick, and your drool was flying everywhere.

truly, you wanted to make him cum down your throat. show all his friends that were a good girl - you were felix’s best girl, and no attitude could change that, but that opportunity was ripped away from you as soon as the tell-tale signs of felix getting close to an orgasm appeared.

“now, angel,” he growled, pulling you off of his cock by your hair. “i think you need to apologize, don’t you? lying to the boys like that…” he tsked as he finished his sentence.

you took a gulp of hair, cheeks burning and throat sore, anticipating his next move.

“you better show them how sorry you are. you’re going to let all of them have a taste of that sweet pussy, and you’re not allowed to cum until we’re all satisfied that you truly mean your apology.”

oh.

well… if this was how he was going to react, you’d need to be a brat more often, huh?

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[suskz]

Not my fault

pairing: sub!Felix x dom!fem!Reader

tw: jealousy ; smut ; mutual masturbation (m!rec) ; mommy kink ; cock slapping ; orgasm denial ; begging ; overstimulation ; there are safe-words between Felix and reader but they don’t use them

w/c: 922

a/n: this is just a thought I had about Felix a couple of days ago remembering those smut audios of whiny lixie that make me damn hot. and wanted to share it with you. This is literally just pure smut, so I had no idea how to title it lmao. You’ll understand the title reading one of the paragraphs; literally, it’s just one paragraph (not that the whole thing is that long lol), the rest is smut, but it makes sense anyways, so.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT Felix didn’t think it would end like this. With him sitting on the edge of your bed and you kneeling between his legs, your hand moving skilfully up and down his length.

His eyes are filled with tears that haven’t yet fallen. They’re tears of pleasure, or perhaps irritation. He doesn’t even know.

His cock is hot, wet, and it feels almost swollen. Pre-cum drips from its tip, which you occasionally collect and spread along its length.

“S-sweetheart…” his voice is low and trembling, but he doesn’t use his deep voice —it wouldn’t come out as sexy and dominant as he’d like, only desperate.

You interrupt him immediately, “Oh no, don’t try to sweet-talk me now,” you tighten your grip around his cock, and he whines at both the gesture and your words. “You won’t come until I let you.”

A sob escapes his throat, and he feels tears might start streaming from his eyes any moment.

His moans become louder as he feels that immense pleasure building up in his abdomen, only to be taken away just before it completely takes over. You remove your hand from his cock, and he cries out, pushing his hips up into the air instinctively with heavy breaths, feeling his release slipping away.

His mascara is ruined because of his eyes that had been closed too tightly, and now there are black dots on his cheeks above his freckles.

As soon as he lowers his hips onto the bed, you reattach your hand to his cock, and he moans obscenely and thrusts up into your palm, but you detach it after a few strokes.

“P-please,” he whimpers looking at you, “Please, mommy please,” he chokes on a sob.

You give his dick a light slap, making him gasp, “Stop talking and take it,” you start fisting his cock vigorously again, and Felix throws his head back, closing his eyes and feeling small tears forming at the outer corners of his eyes.

Breathy moans leave his throat. His face contorts from the slight pain that the tight grip of your hand causes on his sensitive cock.

When he feels his climax approaching, he expects you to remove your hand, but that doesn’t happen. Instead, you warn him.

“You won’t come until I allow you, understood? And stop being whiny.” Felix feels like crying. He squirms to escape your touch and tries everything to hold it in. But it’s difficult after all the times he’s been denied to come.

“Y/n— mommy please I can’t, please stop—” he wants to be good, he really wants to; in fact, he keeps his hands in place without moving them to stop you or, earlier, to touch himself, just as you told him; but it’s too hard for him right now. His hands clench into fists, gripping the sheets in his palms, and he takes deep breaths, trying to resist as much as possible and hoping that you’ll allow him to come soon.

Because he promised you he would be a good boy for you, after you two got home and you got angry because he talked to a girl who was hitting on him. “I didn’t realise, I promise you.” he said, but that didn’t sweep away your jealousy, so you forced him to stay still where he is and take what you give him because next time he needs to pay more attention to the people he talks to.

But it’s too much for him.

“Fuck…” he breathes, “I’m… I’m so sorry, I can’t,” the tight knot in his stomach grows tighter as pre-cum oozes from his tip, caught by your palm and used as lube, your hand not stopping its movements. “Fuck, fuck, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I can’t hold it, please mommy—” he cries and his hips begin to move back and forth, thrusting into your palm.

“Lix…” you try to get his attention but he’s too lost in pleasure to really pay attention or answer you.

“Mmmmh fuck I’m cumming, fuckfuckfuck oh my god— fuck mommy, I’m cumming—” he whimpers openly, his voice breaking. His head is thrown back while his hips keep moving and you milk him dry. Ropes of cum spurt in your hand and shirt —the only thing you’re wearing—, and a little also finishes on your chin

Lewd moans leave his lips, and he would be embarrassed if he weren’t fucking coming after being denied for so long. Other people probably heard it, but he couldn’t care less at the moment.

His body trembles as he comes down from his high.

You detach your hand and wipe it on the sheets.

“You can’t even follow a simple rule, can you?” you scold him. He tries to steady his breathing, but you don’t give him the chance. You climb onto his lap, and he looks at you with wet eyes.

"Do you think I’ll let you get away with it? You need to be punished for not following the rules."

When your words sink into his head, he looks at you with alarmed eyes, “Y-Y/n…”

Suddenly, you grasp his cock in your hand again, making him flinch and gasp from the overstimulation. You align him with your warm and wet entrance, then sink down on it, moaning as you’re finally filled. Felix groans in pain and grips your hips tightly, as if trying to keep you in place and not let you move.

“Now I’ll ride you, and you won’t move or let a word out of your mouth, understood?”.

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[daniistopg]

THIS IS JUST A RANDOM FIC I WANTED TO POST

Rose Petals

Rose Petals 

Felix x Femreader

Smut angst and fluff

“So the rules are..?” You ask before Felix raises his eyebrows and twirls his hands, interpreting for you to continue your sentence. “UmmIdon’tknowbecauseIwasn’tpayingattention.” You spout off while his mouth curls and uncurls in confusion as you keep yapping out nonsense. 

“Oh well let’s just take a little break from this…” Sighing, he looks away while grinning. Suddenly he gets on top of you still grinning wildly. In slow motion you see him unravel his hand and ache it towards your stomach. Before you can cover your stomach he dances his hand on your soft stomach and laughing as you squirm as giggle while asking him to stop in a joking voice. While he tickles your skin he nips his lips at your sensitive neck. 

“FELIX STOP HAHA OH MY GOD STOP. BAHDFFFFFB STAWPP” Yelling you kick your legs and thrash around in the bed. As soon as you realize it, his hands are under your underwear and you’re moaning his full name. Your back is on his stomach and he’s on his back on the bed. 

“This is your fault you know, you got me hard,” says Felix as he chuckles adding another finger to the one remaining one, and you moan. His mouth creeps to yours and he kisses your lips and smiles with those goddamn beautiful lips of his. Grin getting wider when you start to grind your hips against his  hand eagerly while kissing him. Sooner than later you both fall asleep on top of each other. 

In the morning you wake up with a headache and his arms around your waist sleeping soundly. Smiling, you get up to get dressed silently, but not silent enough. Right as Felix feels you getting up, he pouts and reaches his hands out to you while moaning for you. “Y/n, don’t leave,” your heart melts and you intertwine your hands with his. “On a scale of 1/10 how energized are you?”

“About a 4, what made you hard?” You groan while climbing on top of his chest to get comfortable. 

“In your sleep, you kept moaning and moving.” Pouting once again he sinks his hand under the sheets and covets and starts touching you while moaning and whining pathetically, like a dog. 

“Felix, we literally just did this last night.” You moan out to him. 

“I don’t care,” says a sweaty Felix. He’s never been like this. He always makes it slow and sensual, but today, he’s rough. The sight of you like this makes him touch himself. 

After he finishes with it, he’s panting and has sweat dripping down his face. He kisses you roughly, you kiss back but get uncomfortable. Backing out a little, his face falters, it’s weird for him to see you backing away from him. 

“Are you okay? Did I mess up?” His words make your eyes twitch with anger. You scowl and leave the room and enter the bathroom. How could he not realize what he was doing wrong. Your sudden actions only make his anxiety worsen. He rushes to the bathroom and knocks on the door but he hears sniffling and choked sobs that are trying to be forced be quiet. “Baby?” The cries stop and he sees if the door is locked or not, it’s not locked. He opens it hesitantly and sees you shriveled up on the toilet cover crying. 

“Leave,” you sob out, head hanging down below to your shoulders. “Please.” He panders about what needs to do. All he can think of doing is hugging you. He walks towards you and hugs you. Your eyes see his and they’re so assuring. Covering your eyes out of embarrassment, he caresses your hair and hugs tighter. 

Guilt takes over him, and he asks;

“What happened?” 

“You really don’t know? Really? I don’t know, maybe pay attention for at least a second before heading right into things.” Your words break his heart and he feels tears form at what you just said. 

“I-I’m sorry Y/N, I didn’t realize what I was doing at the time, I was being stupid and ignorant. I should’ve thought about what you want and didn’t.” The look in your eyes are piercing through his soul. But with his words made your eyes soften and your tears stop. He brings his hand up to wipe your tears away. “Don’t cry~ just remember that I love you always,” he says while still caressing your hair.  Puffy, wet, and red cheeks feel a soft kiss planted on them and you give a sheepish smile at him. Suddenly you fall off the toilet onto his embrace and hugs him and he hugs back. As you melt into him, you can almost hear him smiling ear to ear. 

“I’m sorry for getting mad at you,” 

“No no no no no~~ not at all, it wasn’t your fault at all, it was my fault, what I did made you uncomfortable, and me not knowing what I did built your anger and I understand that.” With that you’re crying again, into his shoulder. He cups your hip to hold your balance. But he wonders if he should kiss you on the lips or if he’s too uncomfortable for it. “Can I kiss you?” He asked and you nod eagerly. Right as his plump lips touch yours, you reach your hand to his cheek and kisses back. 

“I love you,” 

“I love you too,”

The second you get back to the bed, you fall instantly asleep into his chest. 

this isn’t my type of normal writing but I don’t care🤭🤭

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[hyunholights]

sinful sunshine - Felix x reader

content & tw: smut, dni if under 18, cheating, toxic Felix

idols: Felix x afab reader

wordcount: 1.3k

a/n: Felix as Lust from my SKZ as the seven deadly sins series - i decided to write longer drabbles for each of the members based on the seven deadly sins, starting with Felix. i'm thinking of maybe doing a part 2 in the future for this one as well, please let me know what you think~ and whom you'd like to see next!

Loving Felix came easy - the sunshine smiles, sweet kisses, comfortable hugs and affection, they pulled you in until you slowly but surely felt yourself fall deeper and deeper in love with him. How could you not? His happiness was infectious and his warmth soon started to feel like home. You felt yourself change too, finding more joy in the simple things, laughing with ease and expressing how you felt without fearing judgement.

And Felix? He fell head over heels in love with you the first time he saw you. He’d never seen anyone who glowed the same way you did. Whenever you talked, there was a spark in your eyes that had his breath catching in his throat, his mouth dry as he looked for the right words to say to you. It didn’t help that he found you absolutely gorgeous, the way you carried yourself, your laugh and the curve of your lips as you smiled whenever he wrapped you in his arms. He was smitten and he knew he had to have you, whatever it took. 

It was harder with you than with other girls. It wasn’t that you didn’t find him attractive or that you didn’t want to be with him - you were just more reserved. You wanted to take things slowly at first, to get to know him before you could fully commit. You intrigued Felix beyond measure. He was used to girls falling in his lap without him having to do much work, but with you, with you he had to actually work for it, to try harder.

And so he did, step by step, every date and moment spent together, sweeping you off your feet a little more, until you finally found yourself under him. It wasn’t easy, but it was worth it.

Felix’s touches were hungry, trailing every inch of your skin with his fingertips, palms groping your thighs and your breasts, mouth sucking and licking relentlessly until you couldn’t take the pleasure any more, hickies littering your neck and your chest as your high crashed down on you in waves, his fingers thrusting in and out of your sopping core. His lips were on yours in a searing kiss as he entered you, taking his time for the first time that night to savour every one of your moans and whimpers as you felt your walls spread with his length. “That’s my good girl,” he praised and your heart fluttered along with your core. 

Felix had every inch of you aching for him and you lost count of how many times you came that night or the next day.

He never seemed to get enough though, even when he was clearly exhausted from his schedules and didn’t have enough energy to fuck you, he wanted you in his arms, fingers lazily playing with your cunt as you stroked his cock. 

And on days off, you had your thighs trembling, wrapped around his shoulders or his waist as he either ate you out until you came at least three times, or fucked you until you screamed his name. You even got noise complaints a few times and you had to shamefully answer the door with your fucked-out face. But it was worth it every time.

You and Felix never officially moved in together, it was too complicated with him being an idol and his insane schedule most of the time, but still, he slept at your apartment more than at his dorm. It was comfortable, and blissful, being in love and being together.

Felix didn’t mean it to happen the first time, or the second, not any of the times, really. He loved you and you were enough for him. Well, in some ways at least.

It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with your relationship or that he wanted something he felt you couldn’t give to him. Not even boredom, no, he couldn’t ever get bored of how your body would writhe under him, back arched as your senses were overwhelmed with blinding pleasure. Beauty? He was convinced you were the most beautiful and gorgeous creature that walked the Earth.

Then why did he find himself in a hotel room with another girl riding on his lap? He wasn’t sure, but he wasn’t thinking about it, not when she was crying his name as her hips moved along the rhythm of an r&b song, her hands fisted in his hair. 

He smirked, eyes glazed and palms kneading her ass. He knew it didn’t mean anything, the fact that his heart didn’t beat as fast as he did when it was you on top of him was enough evidence of that. But he couldn’t say no to her now, could he? She asked so nicely and her lips looked so inviting as she confessed how much she loved his dancing, how she watched all his fancams and how excited she was to finally see him in person. And the dress she wore hugged her curves in just the right way. She leaned into his touch so obediently as he put a hand around her waist, guiding her to the elevator door, her perfume invading his nostrils as she pulled him into a kiss.

Her perfume didn’t smell as good as yours did, it was cheaper, but the way she kneeled in front of him, eyes looking up as she unbuckled his belt made Felix’s blood rush to his cock. It didn’t matter, you wouldn’t mind. She had pretty earrings though, he’d have to ask her where they were from and get them for you as well, he was sure they’d go so well with that favourite shirt of yours. 

“Fuck, that feels good, just like that sweetheart,” he groaned as she wrapped her lips around his length and his focus returned to the girl in front of him. He had time to think about you later. 

He took the first shower, washed her smell and juices off his skin and rushed to text you with a grin, asking if you wanted anything from the convenience store. 

“Don’t you want to spend the night?” Her voice sounded hopeful as she met his eyes, clueless that the whole evening meant nothing to Felix, and it could’ve very well been a completely different girl.

“Sorry, sweetheart, I need to get home. It was fun though,” he smiled as he put back his clothes, trying to make his hair not look like too much of a mess. If he saw the disappointed look in her eyes, he didn’t say anything and he was gone by the time she returned from the bathroom, having finally washed his cum off her face and chest.

When he walked through the door, with chocolate ice cream and a couple of bags of your favourite snacks you couldn’t help the grin that spread on your face. You easily brushed off how dishevelled his hair and makeup looked, chalking it up to a long evening at the event and the boys messing around. And as he cuddled up to you on your bed, your head buried in the crook of his neck, you could swear he smelled a little too strongly of cheap body-wash. Your heart sunk a little at the thought that sneaked up in your mind, but then it was quickly replaced by guilt as Felix whispered a soft “I love you, babe,” kissing the top of your head.

What kind of person did you have to be to think such thoughts of the man in your arms? Felix was so sweet and kind, he’d never do something to hurt you, right? Not intentionally at least.

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[straykeedz]

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 🤐

❄️

“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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summary: You were nothing but a nuisance. A lovesick fool always obsessing over Felix, so why were you looking at someone else?

Felix won’t have that, he’ll do something, anything, to make sure you only look at him, even if that means submitting to your every whim.

pairing: subby!Felix x Reader (Reader does read on the thicker side, and their hair is described as having curls, but no reference to texture)

word count: 2.7k

warnings: COMPLETELY TOXIC, not accurate representation of how any relationships should go ever, humiliation, mutual masturbation, lots of begging, Felix is desperate, no aftercare

a/n: very unedited ;( I wrote this almost all at once after listening to Taste on loop! I’ve been so absent throughout october I apologise OTL

Felix had always assumed— No, he had strong evidence that supported his claim of being a Dom. He’d tried subbing a couple of times, not once did being at someone’s mercy ever turn him on.

But it only took a party and a couple too many drinks and he found himself completely hard from the way you snubbed him.

You. Of all eight billion fuckers in this wretched planet.

Crazy. Stalker. Obsessed. Weirdo. 

Those were adjectives he’d frequently use to describe your childhood crush on him. After all, you had to be a weirdo, chasing after the same guy for almost twenty years now. 

Felix tried everything; Tried to reject you politely, completely ignore your existence and then, finally, be mean. It wasn’t uncommon for your puppy love and relentless eagerness to please to be used as the butt-end of a distasteful joke. 

Still, how could you move on so fast?!  I mean, you dressed up all prettily in a flowy skirt and high heels all for him, right? So how dare you smile so bashfully at Bang chan, who was only serving you a freaking drink!

He walks over to the makeshift bar, pouring himself a drink. Very clearly within your panoramic vision. But you pay him no mind…? 

What. 

You laugh at Chan’s cheesy joke and slap his arm, God, you are so stupid at flirting. Not too long ago, you would follow Felix around like a lost puppy, would you follow someone new, now?

No, you wouldn’t.

You wouldn’t, right? 

It takes hours for you to finally gather your things and leave. As soon as the party was over and people started to leave, you were up and ready, bidding everyone Goodbye with such a sweet, tired smile. You don’t look for him. What, like he wasn’t worth your Goodbye? 

He’d show you—

“What’s wrong with you?!” 

You’re certainly taken aback when Felix suddenly grabs your wrist, stealing whatever balance you had with those heels. He’s absolutely fuming, pouty lips tightly pressed into a deep frown. 

“Felix…? What?” 

The softening of his anger absolutely maddens Felix. No, you were in the wrong. He can’t let this go just because your eyes look so sultry painted in smokey eyeshadow. 

“You’ve been ignoring me the whole night— What’s wrong with you?” He spits, tightening his grip around your wrist.

You’re clearly confused, but at least you’re finally looking at him. “Huh?— Uh… I—I didn’t realise. I’m sorry…?”

No. This isn’t you. 

Real You would know that ignoring Felix Lee is the last thing you’d ever do. 

“What?!”

“I said I’m sorry… Can you please let me go? You’re hurting my wrist.” It’s instinctual the way his hand flinches away from your body once you speak out your discomfort. 

Having the weirdest interaction of the night, you’re confused with the way Felix looks at you, but don’t bother staying there to find out. Felix is nothing but trouble. Adjusting your bag, you turn to leave.

“Was it something I did?” 

Why did he sound so hurt? He certainly didn’t mean to. It’s not like Felix craved or even enjoyed your unending attention. 

“What?!” You sigh. “…No. Don’t worry about it—“

“Then why were you with him?” 

Oh God, Felix was Jealous?

No. It can’t be.

He probably just wants you to stay away from his friend. 

“Don’t worry… Channie isn’t interested in me,” You shake your head at his silliness. Bang Chan was kind at fault, and since his sister joined as an intern at the place you worked, you both became a lot closer. “Are you happy, now?”

Goodness, you shouldn’t have asked. He looks ten times angrier as soon as you finish your sentence, pretty brows furrowed and pink lips twisted in a maddened scowl. Felix is approaching you with heavy strides, shoulders risen in tension.

“What?!” You can feel his hot breath against your face when he speaks and you have to stop yourself from leaning into it. No,you promised yourself to never fall into Felix’s charms ever again. “Channie…? Since when are you so close?”

“A while… Why are you so interested?” 

You can see how he visibly swallows, “…Why won’t you tell me? Do you love him?”

You run your hands through your hair in frustration, undoing the neat updo. Your hair cascades over your shoulders, looking so strikingly soft under the moonlight and smelling like ripe strawberries. God, how much he wants to run his fingers through those curls. 

“God, you are so drunk. I’m seriously leaving, Felix, you are not in your right mind.”

“…Lix,” His voice is a broken whimper that hurts his ego like nothing else. 

“What?”

“Call me Lix… Please, call me Lix like you used to,” He’s inching closer, slightly bending his knees so he can look up to you instead of down.

“Fine,” You give in. “Lix,” You emphasise his nickname and he nods fervently, “You should go to bed.” 

“Come with me,” He pleads, hands reaching out to grasp your arm, this time so delicately, as if he’s afraid you would push him away, cower away from his touch. 

This is so insanely out of character you feel like you might’ve stepped into an alternate universe or something. Where the fuck Dr. Strange when you need him to fix things?

“Fe—,” You stop yourself before he pleads again, “Lix, I can’t go in with you, you’re drunk and you’re gonna regret this tomorrow—“ Pulling his fingers away from your blouse, you turn around.

“No! No—No, don’t go, please—Please.” 

And he’s reaching forward, wrapping his arms around your waist— heavy hands resting atop the band of your skirt, feeling the heat that emanates from your body like a furnace. Were you alway so warm and comforting to touch?

Sooner than your brain can catch, you lean into his body, back tightly pressed against his chest. Softly melting into his hands, your own hands reaching to find his around your waist. 

The coldness from the many rings that adorn his fingers is a welcome contrast to the sudden heat that takes over. Felix rejoices, wanting nothing more than for this moment to last forever. Your body should never leave his. Should never crave another.

He leans down, lips finding yours in a sloppy, desperate kiss. 

But you realise the rabbit hole you’re falling into.

You pull away from him in an instant, sending a slap across his cheek. The hurt expression in his eyes is not missed.

You almost feel guilty.

Because he looks so confused and genuine. Nothing like the man you know, with such passionate eyes, an honest horrified look stamps his beautiful face. You almost want to apologise, to ask for another kiss.

Almost.

Not after everything he’s done. 

“How— How—How fucking dare you?” You stutter, clasping your hands together in the hopes to stop the mad trembling of your fingers. 

Not once, no matter what he did, had you ever even so much as raised your voice at his antics. But you are beyond furious now. 

Felix immediately slips into a choir of apologies, falling to his knees, fingers clawing at the fabric of your flowy skirt. His brows are pulled together, eyes glossy in unshed tears. 

“You don’t deserve to be this close to my lips,” You thread a dangerous, unknown path right now, but how tired are you of being on the receiving end of such insults?

Oh, how you adored the feeling of this. Turning against him the very words he once spat so violently. The way Felix reacts, immediately widening his eyes and pleading so eagerly isn’t bad either.

“I’ll do anything— Please—“ He gulps, fisting the sheer fabric of your blouse. 

The perverted smile that finds your lips is unbecoming of such a sweet person, but what could you say? Felix made you this way. He rejected your kindness, spat on your love again and again. 

You’d make him feel your humiliation.

You’d visited his bedroom many a time before, always accompanied by the usual friend group, of course. But for once, you are alone and immediately hit with the overpowering scent of his cologne. Goodness, you want to bury yourself within his sheets. 

Sitting on his bed, legs crossed comfortably as you lean on your arms, you watch Felix kneeling so obediently by your feet. His eyes stare at you with so much adoration, as if he’d really do anything for you at this moment.

“My feet hurt,” It’s a test. You want to see how far he’s willing to go. “Give me a massage, will you?” 

But to your surprise, Felix is very eager to carefully remove your heels, gulping at the feeling of your warm skin under his fingertips. His hands are so diligent, ridding your feet of the stinging pain of long-term heel wearage. 

“Mhmm—“ You hum, losing yourself to the pleasure. 

God, that goes straight to his dick. 

It wasn’t easy, the way your thighs look so smooth and inviting under your pleated skirt, how you’re sitting on his bed, looking at him, letting him touch you. Asking him so nicely to treat you well, only him. 

And now, he knows he’s giving you pleasure. Even if it’s a massage, he’d happily do it anytime you needed, as long as you kept needing him. 

But his disgusting brain can’t help but imagine your lewder sounds, anything. How you would look naked, God. Your curves, your body sitting atop his, your weight restricting his hips as you ride him through

“Are you hard?!”

He panics, flinching away from you, hiding his crotch. Oh no, he’s fucked up royally, how could he? You’ll never let him touch you now, you’ll leave and hate him forever—

“Take it off.”

“W—What?” His eyes, honeyed chocolate so sweet it’s acidic in your throat, look up at you with such genuine surprise, but most importantly, miserable hope over your words. 

“Take off your pants, don’t you want to?”

Though it comes out as teasing, it’s a genuine question; As much you want Felix to suffer the humiliation you felt, the stupid, lovefool part of you wishes to know he really wants you, he really craves your body.

The way he struggles with the belt, stumbling to pull off his jeans brings a confident smile to your lips. You cross your legs, not only to give him a fleeting glimpse of your lacy underwear but also to suppress the aching that just won’t go away. 

“Kneel back down,” You whisper, eyes glued to his figure. 

God, Felix was sculpted by the divine. With broad shoulders, but still a somewhat delicate frame and unblemished, milky skin so soft to the eye you just watched to bite and scratch all over. You wondered how his neck would bruise if you sucked on it or how his back would look if you dug your nails into it. 

He tries to hide his shameful erection with cupped hands, but you use your foot to pry his arms away. Oh, his cock was just as gorgeous as the rest of him, reddened tip kissing his belly button with tiny drops of precum leaking. 

Felix feels himself growing hornier by the minute, specially with the way you look at him with such desirous eyes. 

“D—Does it hurt?” You ask, biting at your red lip with such unconscious allure.

“Y—Yes… So much…” 

With curious eyes, you stretch your leg, running your foot along the extension of his member. Felix lets out such a strained, pretty moan. You gulp. 

“Touch yourself,” 

Felix nods fervently, right hand gripping his cock. He struggles with the dryness and you smirk. 

You lean forward, cleavage right in his eye line as you open your mouth, tongue sticking out as you let saliva gather at the tip. Felix looks so hypnotised with the sight, salivating at the sight of your mouth. 

Letting it drip over his dick, you watch him spread it across his head and down the shaft with a quiet whimper. 

“Faster.” 

He works his hands in a back and forth motion, stomach muscles spasming involuntarily under the pleasure. It’s such a delectable sight, you can’t seem to tear your eyes away from him, not even when your lower region begs for attention. 

His pouty lips forming such a pretty ‘O’ shape, pretty eyes brimming with painful tears. Body unconsciously arching forward, shoulders slumped and trembling under the motion.

Felix almost cums when he sees you stand up and shimmy off your pleated skirt. The expanse of your thighs, jiggling as you jump away from the fabric and hook your fingers around the band of your panties.

The way your belly folds over the lacy fabric, he wants to touch it, to fondle your skin, bite and mark what’s his. 

But you sit back down and he’s so, so close to your pussy, he chokes. 

And then you spread your legs over his bed, teasing hand running down your thigh, where he can’t touch, can’t trace his fingers over your skin and your pretty ass. 

“Come on, isn’t this enough?” 

“Yes—Yes— So pretty—“ He chokes.

“Come on, Lix, look at me,” You whisper.

His eyes meet yours and they’re so filled to the brim in lust, innocent doe gaze totally glassy under delirious longing to fuck you into next week. You smile, fingers reaching between your legs to spread your folds apart.

You can see so perfectly the conflict in his brain, he wants to obey, to do anything you want but he also wants nothing more than to look at your glistening folds. Despite the struggle, his eyes remain on yours. 

“Cover me in your cum,” A devious smile paints your lips.

Felix chokes, brain so fried with the amount of blood rushing to his dick at the moment. He must have heard your wrong, completely taken over by his darkest wishes.

“W—What?” 

“Well, if you can’t,” 

He leans forward, nodding fervorously, “NO! Yes, I can! Please— I will be good— Please, let me—“ 

You crawl back on the bed until you’re comfortably laid on his many pillows and spread your knees apart. Felix follows you, an enchanted look on his face. 

Kneeling on the bed, Felix resumes his motion, eyes glued to your fingers as you run them between your folds, collecting the dripping slick and spreading it around the lips. 

He groans, speeding up his movement.

“You can’t cum,” You speak out, voice breathy and so seductive to his ears, “Not until I do.”

Felix whimpers, feeling his climax so, so close. His biceps aches under such strain and his cock throbs, so heavy in his hand.

His lips do nothing but softly moan prayers of your name. 

You hum, imagining it’s his fingers rubbing against your clit so vigorously right now. 

And you enjoy the view, pearly teeth digging into his pink lips, such a painful, pleasured expression. You can only adore the sight of milky precum running down his tip and his fingers, so messy and so, so pretty. 

“Hmm, Lix~ Do you want to come?” 

“Yes—“ He gulps, “Please— I want to cum so bad! I can’t take it—!” 

His begging sends you over the edge and you ride out your high, the squelching sound fills his ears with lewd thoughts of sinking his cock into your wet pussy. He watches you clench around nothing, your body arching up.

“Come on, Lix—“ You spread your lips apart and he doesn’t waste a single second.

Felix hovers over your hips, head thrown back as he spurts ropes of hot white over your sensitive cunt. You moan at the feeling, letting him empty himself over your pussy and stomach, making a mess of his bedsheets. 

And he paints his claim on you, tarnishing your pretty body with his essence, letting his scent wash over your body. No matter what, you were his. Of course you were, you would always be.

As soon as his climax is over, Felix collapses.

Hiding his face on the crook of your neck, he catches his breath, heart beating so fast you can feel it against your chest. When he regains his conscience, Felix leans back, hips holding yours in place as he stares at your post-orgasm face. 

“Please— Only look at me, baby… Please— Please— Promise me, you won’t look at anyone else, please—“ 

And you have a terrible record when it comes to resisting those eyes of his. 

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[tinystarsthing]

Hello!! I'm Tiny!! I hope you all are doing well!!

I'm going to start some little things that I've been interested in! Including short drabbles, texts, etc!! My asks are open, and I could totally use some ideas!! I'm open for anything, fluff, smut, angst, and more, so don't hesitate ♡

I will be posting a bit so people can get an idea of how I work if you want to just know my system a little more before requesting!!

Bye bye for now!!!

𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢,

Tiny

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[binsito]

warning: fem!lix, usage of a double ended dildo, mentions of alcohol and oral sex, pretty tame i'm just feeling gay as fuck today and i love girls and felix so 😣

the last thing you expected lixie to pull out of her drawer was a pink glittery double ended dildo.

she waves it around excitedly with a big smile on her face, eyes crinkling from the action.

she had invited you over for a bonding night given you were both in the same sorority and you were having trouble coming out of your shell. as the social chair of the sorority, it was lixie's job to coordinate events and make everyone feel included so you weren't surprised when she asked you to come over to her dorm.

she was welcoming - cute with bangs framing her face nicely, pretty freckles adorning her face, it made you feel like you could rely on her, just on the basis that she seemed so sweet.

you had asked her where everyone else was and she let you know they'd be coming in a little bit, that she wanted you to come first so you wouldn't feel awkward walking into a room full of other girls.

thank god for that because she was totally right.

nothing was more nerve wracking than walking into a space that was already occupied and bustling with people.

you guys talked on her bed, sipped some wine she had stashed and then she knocked the air out of you.

she was so nonchalant as she jiggled the toy in your face.

"it'll be fun! trust me!" she smiles, trying hard to convince you to do it with her.

she was cute, dammit.

besides it would be rude of you to turn her down after she had shown such great hospitality towards you.

so you found yourself naked, scissoring her, dildo connecting the two of you together as she whimpered and whined loudly. her face flushed as her eyebrows furrowed, eyes connecting with the pretty sight of your cunts kissing whenever they would come in contact with each other.

you held her leg up by her ankles to better allow yourself to rut into her, her moans echoing off the walls.

and she's so damn needy when you switch positions and you both get on all fours, fucking her self back into the dildo and knocking into your ass, causing both of you to jerk.

god, you were hoping all bonding events ended like this: both of you cumming on the dildo before lixie tells you she wants to lick you clean.

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

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[mixtape-racha]

it's a scream, baby! | hyunlix

chapter one: do you like scary movies?

words: 1.51k // warnings: minor character death, cursing

OFFICIAL GHOSTFACE KILL COUNT: 000

heejin jumped as the monster in the movie claimed another victim with its knife-like fingers. why did she even choose to watch this again? nightmare on something? beech road? no, that wasn’t right… elm street! stupid fucking elm street and stupid fucking freddy kreuger with his stupid fucking hands. she wasn’t even supposed to be watching it alone, let alone throwing her popcorn around the living room every time something scared her, but her dumbass boyfriend never turned up for date night. it was his choice of movie too!

when the phone rang, she rolled her eyes and paused the movie. if that wasn’t suho calling her with a good explanation, she was going to be pissed. he’d sworn he wouldn’t be late tonight, and further sworn that he wasn’t going to flake again like he did everytime their date night coincided with a lacrosse-team party.

“goddammit, suho, you promised you’d be on time tonight, i–”

but the voice at the end of the phone was not that of her boyfriend. in fact, it wasn’t a voice she recognized at all, so how did they have her number? and why were they calling her at 10:30 on a wednesday night?

“all alone tonight, heejin? what a shame. seems like a waste for a pretty girl like you to be by herself.” the voice almost sounded distorted, like someone was using a voice-changer on the end of the line.

“listen, if this is some sort of stupid prank, its not funny. who is this?” 

between the stress of upcoming finals, and a flaky boyfriend who seemed to enjoy the company of a football more than he did his girlfriend, heejin wasn’t in the mood for jokes. 

the voice chuckled, in a way that sent a shiver up heejin’s spine. “i think the better question is; where am i? you should really learn to lock your doors when you’re home alone, kid.”

“this isn’t funny. fuck off.” heejin hissed, slamming the phone down and heading back towards the comfort of her couch. kid. she wasn’t a kid. who the fuck where they to talk to her all patronizing like that? but just as she attempted to take her seat, the phone rang again.

huffing, she picked up the handset. “what?”

“now, thats not nice. i just wanna talk.” the voice laughed, something eerie about their tone putting heejin on edge.

“yeah, they’ve got 900 numbers for that. bye, now.”

tossing the phone on the counter, heejin headed into the kitchen to make herself a glass of water. what kind of weirdo called up girls on a wednesday night to scare them? men were weird. but she barely managed to cross the threshold of the kitchen when the ringing of the phone pierced the silence again.

heejin was beginning to get upset at this point. why wouldn’t they get the hint? if it was suho or his friends pulling a prank, she was truly going to get mad. but, she’d give them one last chance to piss off and grow up.

“listen here, asshole-!” she shouted, but was quickly cut off.

“no, you listen here you little bitch! hang up on me again and i’ll gut you like a fish!” the voice growled, catching her off guard. “yeah, thats right. wanna play a game, blondie? it’s called ‘guess how i’m gonna die’.”

trying to stop her voice from shaking, heejin ran across the lower expanse of the house, locking all the doors and windows she could see. what the fuck kind of joke was this?

“what do you want? please- don’t fuck with me.” backing into the living room to draw the blinds and grab the first weapon she could see - a letter cutter - she hid herself behind the tv display. she’d quickly realized this wasn’t suho or his friends - even they knew when a joke went too far.

“well, then. if you wanna see your pretty, little boyfriend again, you better be smart about this.” was the only reply she received as the voice laughed. the house was quiet - too quiet - heejin thought as she curled herself further into a corner. and what did suho have to do with this? holding back tears, she prayed her parents would come home soon.

“round one of the game, blondie. its no fun if you hide. why don’t you come out where i can see ya? if you don’t, i’m afraid its an automatic win for me.”

taking a deep breath to calm herself, heejin pulled herself out of the ball she was curled in and took a few cautious steps into the middle of the room. maybe the voice was bluffing? as long as she stayed inside the house, not going outside to “investigate a noise” like the dumb bitches in horror films, she’d be okay.

“good,” the voice on the other end of the phone drawled, the tone making heejin’s skin crawl. “now, round two. did you lock me out of the house, or did you lock me in?”

the call dropped, making heejin’s breath catch in her throat. the silence surrounding her was ridiculously loud, and she was scared to make a step or turn, even slightly. surely, this was just a prank. the guys had obviously just taken it too far, and were probably laughing at her wherever they were hidden. the minute she found them, she’d give them a piece of her mind.

it had to be a prank, didn’t it? stuff like this didn’t happen in woodsboro, it was the safest town she’d ever known.

any slight whistle of the wind outside sounded like an ever-growing closer breath, every tick of the clock like a creaky footstep reverberating throughout the house. clutching the letter cutter to her body, heejin tiptoed towards the hallway, hoping that she could get to her bedroom and hide in there until her parents returned home.

but that never came.

instead, she turned the corner to hear loud, clomping footsteps approaching her. a tall figure was inching closer to her, a father-death costume donned, and a large kitchen knife in their hand - her own kitchen knife. she feared she was about to die by her own utensil, unless whichever jock was pranking her took the mask off now.

holding onto hope that this was just a joke gone too far, although deep down she knew that wasn’t the case, she held out the letter cutter, swinging it.

“suho, i swear to fuck. if you don’t take that mask off right now and apologise, i won’t be held responsible for my actions.” her voice trembled as the faux-confidence slipped from her aura.

surprisingly, the figure did take the mask off, but much to heejin’s horror, it wasn't her loving boyfriend, or any of his stupid friends, and he continued to approach her, knife clutched tightly in his fist and a sadistic smile on his face.

“please, don’t do this- please, i’ll do anything!” heejin pleaded, tears falling freely down her face as the man grabbed a fistful of her hair and traced the edge of the knife against her throat.

the last words she ever heard were a simple, yet arrogantly cocky “i win.” before the knife was plunged into her stomach.

–

(y/n) climbed out of her car in confusion, wondering why so many people were around campus today. did she miss the memo for an event? it was only 8:20am, why were the emergency services on site?

barely anyone seemed to be walking alone, people grasping each other tightly. she spotted at least 6 girls crying, 4 boys pale and sickly in apparent shock. she couldn’t even begin to count the amount of students and staff talking to news reporters or journalists. what the hell was going on?

spotting jisung climbing off his bus, she jogged over to him, her confusion ever-growing and ever-present on her features. being her best friend and the biggest social butterfly she knew, surely jisung would have an answer to the gossip swirling around her in hushed voices.

“ji! what’s going on?” she called, grasping his attention, confused further as he ran over and picked her up in a hug, the relief clear in his aura.

“thank fuck, you’re okay. everyone’s been trying to get hold of you all morning. did you lose your phone or something? don’t ever fucking scare us like that again!”

(y/n) was slightly shocked, jisung had never raised his voice at her like that. none of the boys did. what the hell did she miss last night? everyone was acting so… weird. she didn’t know what she’d missed during her study night with yeji, but clearly it was something major. something bad.

“did something happen on campus? why are the news here? was there a fire or something?” she questioned, arm slung around her friend’s shoulders, but her expression soon dropped as the boy turned to face her - a look of what could only be described as sheer terror on his face.

“did you not hear? kang heejin was murdered last night.”

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