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could you please do a smut with Rafe x reader where Rafe is eating reader out but she can’t take the pleasure so she tries to close her legs but he doesn’t let her. I hope this is enough !!🫶🏽
super super sorry for how late i’m responding to this! but i hope you like what i’ve written for you <3
It was too much. The pleasure, the pain. Rafe was making you cross that line of pleasure where it felt too good that it begins to hurt.
Your thighs shake; your hands grip the sheets below you; your eyes roll backwards and squeeze shut simultaneously. Your nerve endings were on fire and you have to move. You have to move before Rafe makes you pass out.
“Rafe— no, Rafe, I can’t.” You shake your head, tears slowly sliding down your cheeks as Rafe slurps messily against your cunt.
The wet sound emanating from his mouth and your juices combined make your pussy leak even more arousal. Your own body betrays you.
You whimper and moan and cry. “Please.”
For a beautiful second, Rafe pulls away from you. His nose, mouth and chin all shiny from his spit and your juices. He raises an eyebrow, “Please what, baby?” He asks as if he doesn’t know you need a breather.
Your chest heaves up and down, trying to catch your breath. “Can’t anymore. Too much. Need to stop.”
He laughs, “You can’t even form proper sentences.”
You try and kick him but your legs are too weak and all Rafe does is pin both of your thighs to the bed. He keeps his hands firmly gripped so you can’t move. “Now let me finish my dessert.”
A strangled cry falls from your lips as he begins licking and sucking your overstimulated clit. Your head falls back against the pillows, your back arches off the bed. He makes you reach your climax for the third time tonight and you know you have nothing left to give.
Rafe pulls away with a smug smirk. “Look at you. So messy and fucked out. I haven’t even made you cream around my cock.”
You shake your head, “I can’t anymore. Too tingly.”
Rafe just laughs again. “You’re gonna take my cock whether you like it or not, baby. I will fuck you, and you will like it.”
❛❛lazy days❞
그리고 갑자기, 모든 사랑 노래가 너에 관한 것이었어
and suddenly, all the love songs were about you
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synopsis: jumping onto the ‘lazy platonic make out sessions with best friend felix’ train, cuz omg…this man’s lips are driving me insane
pairing: bsf!felix x gn!reader
content: rated as teen and up, viewer discretion advised, mainly just a bunch of fluff, a bit suggestive with sensual themes, non idol au, second person view, fwb almost??, mature relationships, reader is gn and there are no pronouns used, potential queerbating (depending on reader interpretation), blurred boundaries (platonic vs. romantic relationships)
warnings: kissing, intimate touch, making out, affectionate gestures, explicit emotional intimacy
word count: 0.4k (435)
note: this is a little longer than i hoped, i might have got carried away ranting about his lips lol. i apologise deeply for being so inactive, i only want to produce the best quality work for you guys. now that i’m finally on holidays, i have the time to write again so i promise to upload more frequently.
inspired by: thinking about lazy make out sessions with best friend!lix by ppiri-bahng and what friends do by felixbit
song reference: apocalypse by cigarettes after sex
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it started out with small, platonic kisses on the forehead whenever you greeted or bid farewell to him, whenever he was down or he made an achievement. then one night, felix ran out of his laneige lip sleeping mask and asked to borrow some of yours. you expected him to walk into the bathroom and apply some himself, not for him to capture your lips in a kiss. this marked the beginning of frequent, affectionate make out sessions, something you both regarded as entirely friendly.
if you were quite honest, felix was an incredible kisser. his kisses were just the way you desired—slow and slutty. he’d get handsy when reunited after time apart, fingers caressing your skin tenderly and palms resting high on your hips. whenever felix was pissed, kissing you brought solace, releasing tension into sloppy kisses. without a doubt, his lips always found their way to yours. his anger subsided as he sought refuge and calm, as if your lips were his safe haven. his hands would be fiery, roaming all over your body, groping and tugging at your clothes, and you welcomed the affection. anything for your best friend.
sometimes you’d be laying on top of him, chest to chest, when he’d gaze at you through half-lidded eyes and grant your lips with chaste kisses. or you’d be standing up, focused on something other than him, and he’d come up behind you, snaking his hands around your waist, placing delicate kisses around your neck. he’d hug you closer as if he wanted to mold your bodies together, like each other’s missing puzzle piece. kissing in public is where his limits lie, however. he loves having you all over him, felix is just that kind of person, but public affection becomes too embarrassing, and he doesn’t enjoy the teasing nor the attention.
felix’s lips were a work of art, inviting and sensual. soft, full, and slightly parted, they curved into a perpetual subtle smile, as if holding a secret. the cupid’s bow was defined, giving his mouth a delicate yet masculine shape. when he smiled, the corners would lift, and his lips would curl upwards, radiating warmth. in repose, his lips were relaxed, slightly pink, and irresistibly biteable. when pressed against yours, they were velvety soft, moulding to fit perfectly. the gentle give of his lips as he kissed was intoxicating, making every touch feel like a whispered promise. felix’s lips were an extension of his emotions, conveying every feeling with subtlety and power. they could convey reassurance, comfort, or desire, making them an irresistible focal point, drawing you in with every kiss.
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