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The Dark King

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Oliver Quick x f!reader x Felix Catton

SUMMARY: Oliver just wants to be part of your world, he just wants to be by you and Felix's side, he doesn't mind being a teddy bear or a pet for the two of you, but once you accept him, you will never be able to get rid of him.

WARNING(S): SMUT (+18) DUBCON, Non-consensual drug use, threesome, facefucking, fingerfucking, vaginal sex, rough oral sex (f and m receiving) orgasm denial, possessive behavior, unhealthy relationships, classism, discrimination, some ooc.

NOTES: obsessed with this movie and just needed to get it out, hope you like it and sorry for the possible OCC and mistakes, thanks for reading.

He was not in love with you.

He liked that you were very smart and on scholarship even though you wouldn't need it because your family was English nobility.

He was not in love with you.

He loved the way you smiled at him, but he hated with all his soul that you smiled at others, especially Felix, which was a total disaster because you and Felix came as a package deal, always together, and had spent almost every summer at Saltburn.

Felix's mother and your mother had been best friends since childhood and you grew up bathing naked in the same bathtub and going dressed in suits and formal dresses to boring events.

Then he would freak out because he hated the way you two touched each other, looked at each other, and smiled at each other. He hated that the two of you were on an intimate level that he would never reach with you or Felix.

Because he couldn't tell who he wanted to please more, who he needed to please more.

You and Felix complemented each other so much that it was hard to know where he ended and you began. You were perfect pieces created to fit together and he hated not belonging to that and not being either of you.

But he definitely wasn't in love with you.

He loved you. He loved how good you made him feel with your sweet words or your effusive hugs.

He loved that even before Oliver joined his select group, you sat with Michael and him at the social misfits table.

Michael almost died when he saw you sitting next to Oliver in the university library. There were more tables free, why would someone like you want to sit next to someone like Oliver Quick?

Oliver had only said, "Sure, go ahead." When you had asked him if you could sit at that table.

"Uh do you two have to do a project together or something?" asked Michael extremely nervous when he saw that you were concentrating on reading a book.

Oliver tried to pass saliva, his throat was dry, he didn't want some crazy comment from Michael Gavey to scare you and run away from there, you had simply come to his side, he hadn't had to carry out his convoluted plan to get you.

Of course, he had made many plans, one more crazy than the last to get to you as well as to get to Felix Catton.

From the first day he saw you, he knew that you two were the king and queen, the rest were simply his subjects, his jesters, his servants, and a few commoners trying to get even a little attention from the kings.

He didn't consider himself any different, he longed for that attention, he needed that attention from you and Felix, the winning couple.

"No... I just wanted to sit here... I don't want to make you uncomfortable..." you mumbled.

"No, of course not! You can sit here if you want!" shouted Oliver standing up to try to stop you from leaving.

You just smiled, he was wearing his glasses, and you could see his beautiful blue eyes sparkle at the sight of you, you liked that feeling, he seemed so genuine to you, unlike the rest.

You spent so much time with Oliver, you two talked a lot, he told you many things about his life, which was extremely hard, and you also talked about books and poetry, Oliver was very intelligent. You loved watching movies with him.

You liked that he was so real, there wasn't much of that around you.

Farleigh was the first to comment about your new friends.

"They're both fucking weird, especially the short one, his name is Oliver something, and he's my partner for the thesis, he looks at you like he wants to eat you or fuck you... which is fine, because everyone wants to do it Right?" he grabbed your shoulder and patted you.

"Don't be silly, Farleigh, Ollie's just my friend."

"Ollie, did you hear her yet, Felix? Ollie's taking your best friend away from you, man!" scoffed Farleigh elbowing Felix.

Felix smiled, but you could identify something in him, some discomfort.

You just smiled, no guy would go out with you on a second date and frankly, you were sick of the dating world, maybe there was something wrong with you, and then there was Felix.

Your best friend for as long as you can remember. That night Felix came back to his dorm drunk and you helped him to his bed, he was quite tall, so Farleigh helped you carry him, then said goodbye when he saw you would stay to take care of him.

"Have a lot of fun, you guys..." he teased.

"I just want to make sure he doesn't choke on his own vomit." You told him with your arms crossed before closing the door.

He said your name in a whisper.

"You don't have to hide it from me, I'm Felix's cousin, he already told me everything." He winked at you and then left.

You closed the door and when you returned, Felix had already thrown up the floor.

"I'm sorry..." he mumbled taking off the polo shirt he was wearing throwing it on the floor to hide the puddle of vomit.

You took a tissue from the bedside table and wiped his chin, he had a bit of vomit still on him.

"Never mind." You smiled at him trying to get him to lie down. "Now rest."

He took your hand tightly and guided it to his chest.

"You said you weren't going out with boys anymore."

You sighed, you knew you didn't even owe him explanations, but you answered anyway.

"I'm not dating guys, I'm only dating Farleigh and you."

"Really? What about 'Ollie'?"

"Oliver's just my friend, I think you'd really like him if you'd take the trouble to meet him."

"No thanks, I don't want to meet anyone you call him by a diminutive, Ollie like a teddy bear, your teddy bear, do you like him?" he growled.

He was angry and drunk a bad combination.

You rolled your eyes.

"Fuck, you like him!" he got out of bed and you tried to get him to lay back down, he gave in grumbling.

"So what if I like him? You date a lot of girls."

"I told you I could stop...I can stop now...we can be boyfriend and girlfriend officially if that's what you want..."

You laughed as you pulled a mint out of your pocket and popped it into Felix's mouth. He savored it on his tongue.

"And make your mother very happy? That's not your style..."

"I don't care, eventually we'd know what would happen, wouldn't we?" he took your arm and made you lie on his chest.

You easily found a hollow in his bed and hugged him like a fluffy pillow. He smelled of his expensive cologne, cheap beer and sweat. You recognized it perfectly, his scent.

"I don't want it to happen until we finish college, we had talked about it, we'll have our whole lives to be the way our parents want us to be..."

"I don't want you to date other guys... I couldn't stand it... "he murmured lowering his hand between your legs.

"I only date you...I don't date anyone else...only you..." you whispered feeling his fingers on top of the silk of your panties.

You sensed his minty breath and without warning he reached over you and roughly pushed your panties aside.

"I don't want you to see him again..." he caressed your skin, your mons pubis, little drops of pleasure slid down, he found your little bud and brushed it like a button, you shuddered.

"But he's my friend... if you knew him, you'd like him..." you murmured and Felix slipped his long finger inside you.

You let out a squeal burying your nails in his shoulder.

"You're mine... say you're mine..." his breath against your lips.

His hazel eyes were red, you could feel his lips on yours, his body on top of you taking most of your breath away.

"Felix... no..."

His thumb brushed your little bud, his index finger went in and out of you, he attached a second finger and hooked it inside you so deep, you curled your toes, buried your nails in his back and he grunted.

You couldn't think straight, he always triggered that in you.

Soon you would cum in his hand and he knew it so he stopped, stopped rubbing your clit and fucked you with his fingers, denying you pleasure.

He kissed you on the forehead and lay down next to you, you wanted to cry, you were stiff, your intimacy ached for release.

You slid your hand desperate to touch yourself and he stopped you by grabbing your wrist.

"You can't do that, say you're mine and I'll do it for you."

"You know I'm yours, I've always been yours Felix Catton." You sobbed.

"Say you'll never see him again...I want you to tell him right now, text him and tell him you'll never see him again." He growled grabbing your cell phone from your bag, you tried to fight him off but he found your cell phone and located Oliver's contact.

You had saved it as "Ollie🐻" Felix snapped.

"Fuck! Do you really think that's your teddy bear Ollie? I burned that fucking teddy bear when we were kids! Do you know why? Because I refuse to share you with anyone else!" growled Felix typing the message to Oliver.

You tried to stop him, but you couldn't, he sent the message.

"You're crazy!" you took your phone from him, but it was too late, Felix had sent the message.

It was short and to the point. "I don't want to see you anymore, please don't look for me."

Oliver got the message, he didn't feel any emotion about it because he knew you hadn't sent it, he had been watching you and Felix fucking for half an hour, he had followed you since the party, you had cancelled a movie marathon with him, you didn't even lie about it, you just told him you were going out with Felix and Farleigh.

He had the feeling that you didn't invite him to spend time with them because you were embarrassed but he could see it was because of Felix.

He never thought Felix Catton was so jealous and possessive, he didn't appear that way at all.

He watched as you tried to call him, but Felix snatched the phone from you and threw it against the wall, you moaned, but he threw you back against the bed and finished finger fucking you.

You moaned so loudly that Oliver had to stroke his hard crotch over the fabric of his jeans.

He would have to resort to the plan he had made to get into Felix Catton's world because it wasn't enough to have you, he needed the king and queen.

Oliver entered your world and Felix's, he slithered like a snake and was soon entangled in both of yours, Farleigh was much more reluctant to accept him.

But you and Felix would invite Oliver everywhere, he even overheard once how he said something to you about him, when you two were alone with Farleigh and he was nearby lurking.

"I understand why you like him, Ollie is so genuine..." said Felix taking your hand, Felix had stopped dating girls and everyone knew you were his girlfriend.

It was something everyone knew, eventually you would be Mrs. Catton as you should be.

"Ollie? Really Felix? You too?" growled Farleigh. "That little freak sucks both of you, your dick and pussy, is he that good with his tongue?"

And neither of you denied it, Oliver smiled as he watched you blush, he hadn't eaten your pussy yet, but he wanted to so badly.

"Don't be silly Farleigh!" growled Felix, he didn't seem happy with that insinuation.

"Oh but if he isn't your little bear, is he? He's your little pet, sure you can ask him to jump and he'll jump." Farleigh teased. "You two can ask him for a threesome and I swear he'll agree, you just have to see how he wants to eat you both."

"You're disgusting, Farleigh!" you huffed and walked away letting go of Felix.

Felix looked at Farleigh disapprovingly and then walked off after you. Farleigh shrugged his shoulders.

You had power over Felix and Felix had power over you. Oliver needed power over both of you, but he had noticed that Felix even though he was so spoiled and possessive around you, he would do anything to keep you happy so his plan was in motion.

You played varsity tennis and invited him to a tournament, when you won, everyone went to celebrate, Farleigh hadn't gone because he hated tennis, so Felix suggested going to his dorm.

"Let's have a drink to celebrate."

Felix hadn't invited anyone else and when the three of you arrived at the dorm, Oliver carried out his plan, he poured some of a libido-enhancing drug into your drink and Felix's.

The three of you sat on the wooden floor of the bedroom and began to drink and chat.

You were sweaty from the tennis game and you were wearing a little sport skirt, Felix put a hand on your thigh and started to knead it between his fingers and then started to kiss you, almost devouring you in front of Oliver, he just smiled and you looked at him as you kissed Felix, you pushed your boyfriend away and Felix growled, he really wanted to fuck you, he needed to fuck you.

"Ollie... sorry..." you mumbled wiping your lips with the back of your hand.

"Never mind, you may continue," Oliver replied with a smile.

"No, it's not okay, I'm sorry Ollie, I don't know what came over me, I was very rude to you, mate." Apologized Felix was visibly affected, he was also sweating a lot, his brown hair and wet over his face. "Maybe you should go..."

Oliver lowered his blue gaze to the ground and then looked at you. Your heart was beating rapidly inside your chest. You wanted to taste your friend's lips, you had had that idea in your head ever since you met him.

"Or should I stay?... I really don't mind staying." Oliver insisted.

"Yes, stay." You said crawling around in your little sporty skirt, giving Felix a glimpse of your beautiful round ass.

He couldn't stand it, his crotch ached, and he needed to release his fucking hard-on.

You looked at Oliver and felt his yeasty breath on your lips, you pressed your nose to his and he was the one who grabbed the back of your neck and kissed you. You felt his wet tongue inside your mouth.

Felix was about to freak out, at any other time it would have made him furious, but right now seeing Oliver kiss you like that was fucking hot. He crawled over to the two of you and kissed you. Oliver pulled away from you and kissed Felix.

You saw your boyfriend and your friend kissing, almost eating each other, there was a lot of salivae, it was a desperate kiss.

You lifted your skirt, spread your legs, and took off your panties, they were soaked with your excitement and sweat, you had never felt like this in your life, you had no shame or modesty you simply wanted the pleasure so you started to touch yourself, that's when Oliver stopped kissing Felix and looked at you with a smile.

As if you were a naughty little girl.

"Oh no, you can't do that honey," Oliver mumbled shaking his index finger. "Isn't that right Felix?"

The boy was so disoriented, it was becoming more and more obvious that that reaction was unnatural, he looked like an animal so desperate to fuck, like a primal, carnal instinct.

Felix crawled over to you and grabbed your wrists, putting your hands on the sides of your head, you tried to free yourself, kicking desperately.

Oliver was the one who grabbed your ankles firmly preventing you from kicking.

"Ssh, relax, relax, I'll give you what you want." Oliver cooed to you with a huge smile, which made you shiver.

He pulled your legs apart roughly and stuck his head between your legs, you felt his hot breath on your sensitive skin.

You squirmed as he sucked on your clit and his tongue darted from bottom to top tasting all of you, you tasted salty from the sweat, he put your legs over his shoulders and the wet sounds of his spit made both you and Felix even more aroused, Felix took your wrists with one hand and unbuckled his belt.

He released his hard member, the tip was dripping precum, he placed his hardness on your cheek and slid it between your tender lips, you sucked the tip of his long thick cock as you had done so many times before.

 Felix pushed your hair away from your face and began to move his hips back and forth, fucking your mouth, he pushed his cock in, and you began to choke and he pulled his cock out to let you breathe.

The corners of your lips were leaking saliva and Oliver was still very concentrated on eating your pussy making you come in his mouth, you let out a stream of excitement that stained his chin, he managed to take some and laughed.

You were still shaking a little, trying to recover from the shock of your orgasm.

Felix reached over and gave Oliver's chin a lick to taste you, Oliver grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him, then he slid his hand down Oliver's torso to his perfect abs and reached his hard member, Felix stopped him.

"Ollie... What are you doing?" stammered Felix.

"Easy, our girl likes it, don't you sweetie?" asked Oliver looking at you with a huge grin without stopping pumping Felix's member, you were so stunned, but nodded.

You really liked watching them touching each other the way they were touching each other.

Felix looked at you and hesitated a little, but he let Oliver lean into him and felt Oliver's juicy lips, he was different from you, he was much wilder, more disastrous, taking his member in, deep-throating it without hesitation.

He sucked him masterfully with determination, Felix began to gasp and moan as he watched you, you moved closer to him and kissed him, tasting yourself on him and watching as your friend gave your boyfriend a blowjob.

Oliver's blue eyes looked at you, he seemed to dare you to go to hell with him and take some of his king's sweet seed, you were willing to do it, but Felix grabbed your chin and kissed you to look away.

It was almost as if he was telling you, stay with me and let our pet finish his job, Felix moaned against your lips as he cummed, Oliver swallowed all his blessed cum and then came up to you and spit in your mouth and then kissed you.

It was strange to taste your boyfriend on your friend's lips.

Felix grabbed your arm pulling you away from Oliver to kiss you, you two devoured each other and Oliver watched completely ecstatic releasing his swollen and aching member.

When you and Felix saw him jerking off you both laughed at him.

"What?" laughed Oliver helplessly.

"Those aren't the rules here." You said crawling over to him pushing him down to lie on the floor and straddling him.

Oliver let out a small gasp as he felt your velvety wet walls squeezing his hardness.

He moved his hips upholding you by the hips, having the power even though you were riding him, your moans were loud, he pulled your hair to kiss you, his blue eyes were bright and devilish, he increased the thrusts, and you trembled every time you felt his balls against your wet and sensitive skin.

You cum arching your back, he held you back with his legs so you wouldn't fall and you milked every last drop of his cum from your tight pussy.

When you two finished, you were smiling and so was he, the only one who wasn't smiling was Felix.

"I think... I think we should rest..." suggested Felix with his head spinning.

You looked at Felix, he was so irritated that you nodded, and stood up with your legs shaking and Oliver's semen spilling between your legs.

Oliver stood up a little dizzy too, Felix took a couple of tissues and wiped the white traces off your crotch, threw the tissues in the trash can, and then put on your panties, lent you a sleep shirt that fit you like a dress and lent Oliver something to sleep in too.

The three of you slept cuddled up in Felix's bed, which wasn't very big, but Oliver didn't mind sleeping in the middle with your breath on his neck and your panties lightly wet against his thigh, you hugged him like he was your teddy bear and Felix just let you do it because it made you feel happy, even though he wasn't entirely happy.

Neither of you two knew that you had let a vile vampire into your relationship and that he would drink you empty.

Oliver closed his eyes with a huge smile, he would sleep like a baby, he was in bed with the king and queen, you thought he was a teddy bear, a mere pet.

He was the fucking dark king, and he would take it all from you.

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Feix Catton pinning you against the wall, kissing you passionately. His hands lifting up the short hem of your skirt, palms against the curve of your ass. Mindless words of desperation being uttered into your ears. “Please.. let me have this” he cries, defeated.

I cannot stop imagining how rough Felix Catton would be in bed.. like he’s rich, hot and gets all the girls he wants. You’re telling me he wouldn’t get too into it?

Felix lifts you up, grabbing you by your hips whilst thrusting into you carelessly. Admiring your flushed face, drool running slightly out of your mindlessly blabbering mouth. “Oh- fuck- babe.. so fucking good..” He throws his head back wildly, his soft brunette locks falling down his glistening forehead.

“So fucking good for me, aren’t you? So fucking- perfect” He looks down into your face, your head resting against his pillows. Your eyes roll backwards, unable to form words anymore. He mindlessly fucks you like this on the regular yet you’ve never gotten used to the feeling of your cunt being abused hours on end.

He slows down his movements and drops you down on to the bed, falling forwards and caging you with his arms. Breathing heavily before flipping you over. He kisses the back of your neck sloppily, wet trails a leading down your back. The stubble of his unshaven face scratching you, only adding to the overwhelming overstimulation you feel.

You assume your usual position. Raising yourself onto your knees, supported by your arms. Looking backwards into his eyes and he kneels behind you, grinning at your desperation. “Good girl” he rubs your ass, patting you slightly. In the way you would on someone’s back to congratulate them. He lays one more kiss on the back of your neck before straightening up.

He grabs your hips and raises himself higher, to get a better view of your pink, abused pussy from behind. He pushes himself inside, throwing forwards a few thrusts to get back into rhythm. He leans forward and with one hand slams your head down, back into his pillow. With the other he grips your hip and moves you up and down his cock.

He groans, looking back up at the ceiling and rolling his eyes. “God-“ he looks down at you and slaps your ass playfully. Laughing at your fragile condition. “You’d let me do absolutely anything to you” he mutters, narrowing his eyes with complete jubilation.

um i NEED a baby fever felix fic please?? like the whole breeding thing has MY soul

Oh, anon, you get it. You totally get the idea.

𝕱𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖝 𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖇𝖆𝖇𝖞 𝖋𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗

Warnings: nsfw, breeding

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Firstly, I just know Felix wants kids. He’s always imagined one, two at most. He was brought up on the idea that he needed to keep the family name alive, to have a son, an heir. I can imagine Elspeth keeping up this mantra throughout Felix’s life. Telling him it’s what he’s made for, it’s his duty as their son.

He would want to be the first. He would want to have a baby before Venetia (although i doubt she’d ever settle down).

But he would want to do it first. He would make the family proud.

He kept this idea up his whole life, he needed to settle down, marry and have a baby as soon as he could.

He looked all over for the right person, he knew it was you. As soon as he held your hand on the first date, he knew you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

Felix would bring it up with you frequently, little jokes here and there. Late night chats “what would you name our baby?” Type thing. But deep down you could tell it was what he truly desired.

He would confront you just before your last weeks at Oxford, you were about to enter the world.

We would lay down on the foot of your bed, looking up at you lovingly as you read over your notes. A feeling of ease in the air.

“Darling?” He looks up at you, that mischievous look in his eyes you’ve come to associate with lust. “Felix, baby, not right now”. He strokes your leg lovingly, admiring the tan you’d gained from the early summer sun. “No, sweetheart, not that” he laughs.

He looks up at you, grinning, “you know.. you now how we want to be married” he rolls over, gazing at the ceiling as he takes a drag of his long dead cigarette. He waits a beat, seeing if you’d reply. “I’ve been thinking. About our future.”

And that’s where it all began.

It took a long time to convince you, I mean, you were young. You were both very young. Yet you couldn’t see a future without Felix, he was your whole world. You couldn’t imagine marrying anyone else.

From then on, every time he’d fuck you, he’d have intent. He needed to have you, fully have you. He can’t wait to see you stuffed with his cock, it’s all he thinks of throughout the day.

He would hold off having sex sometimes, just to build up the tension. Because he knows that when he wants to cum, he only wants to do it inside of you. Deep within your pussy.

He fucks you hard. Like it’s his last wish on earth to knock up his princess. As he thrusts into you wildly, he imagined how godly you would look with a round, swollen belly. How absolutely delicious you would be, helpless, unable to cope properly without him.

With a hard grip on your hips, Felix fucks himself harshly into you, desperate to breed you fully. To fuck you stupid.

You can feel him falter slightly, his thrusts become erratic. He’s close. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer to you.

The thought drives him insane, over the line as he cums with hot ropes into your pussy. He fold over, caging you with his arms. His chest heaving. His body glistening, sweat beading down his chest.

“Fuck. Oh god- babe. You’re mine. Always mine, you always will be”

He throws forwards a few experimental thrusts and lets out a deep moan. “So fucking good for me”

You look so gorgeous, laying beneath him, completely still. Your pretty body twitching with pleasure.

And he refuses to pull out for so long. Making sure he knocks you up. Plugging up your sweet hole with his seed.

And then he realises, he will have to marry you soon too.