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Be a good boy
Pairing: Felix Stray Kids (sub) x reader (dom)
WC: 462 (sorry it's so short)
Warnings: Language, smut, cockwaming
- All you asked was for Felix to be a good boy, but for Felix it proves to be quite challenging since he currently has his dick inside you
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Felix looked all around the room, he looked at the clock and watched as it ever so quietly ticked by. He looked at the painting next to it, admired by the way the artist was able to create such a pretty purple / red sunset. Felix even looked outside and watched the rain, starring as he saw the rain drops fall down, one after the other.
Drip.
Drop.
Felix wanted to look at anything that would help take his mind off of the fact that his dick was currently inside of you. You had asked Felix to be a good boy, you wanted to cockwarm him for the length of an entire movie and if he did so without any complaining or without too much movement then you would reward him. If he failed to be a good boy however then you would just leave him high and dry.
Cockwarming was actually an activity that you quite enjoyed, sometimes you didn't wanna have sex. Sometimes you just wanted to be filled and feel the warmth. Cockwarming while cuddling, sleeping or watching tv were things that you loved and sometimes it even helped to relax you.
Felix on the other hand, while he is open to doing it if he can see that you really need it, it isn't really an activity that he enjoyed. Ovby it wasn't to the point of needing to safeword or else he would have said it by now. It's just so hard to stay still and his dick is throbbing and it takes all his energy to not fuck you.
That is why you loved situations like this, Felix is currently being punished for breaking one of his rules yesterday, and cockwarming seemed to be a fav of yours.
Felix tried to watch the movie, but it still had half an hour left and he didn't know if he could make it. He was sitting on the couch and you sat in between his legs, your back pressed against his legs.
"Baby boy didn't I say not to move" you lightly scolded when Felix moved around too much for your liking.
"Sorry baby you just feel so good" Felix tried to defend himself but it was no use, it wasn't going to end until the movie end.
"Hmm, I still asked you not to move yet you did, are you being a bad boy Felix? Because if so I will just leave?"
"Noooo please I promise to be your good boy I won't move again!"
"Ok I believe you, all I want is for you to be my good boy."
By the graces of god, Felix was able to make it till the end of the movie to which he was rewarded with the permission to start fucking.
You ruin me
Pairing: Chan (dom) x Felix (sub) Stray Kids
WC: 898
Warnings: A whole lotta smut :P, riding, overstim, crying, vibrator, bondage, aftercare, praise.
- Chan just ruins Felix, in a sexual way of course.
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"My baby hmm so pretty" Chan complemented while in a heated makeout session with his boyfriend of 6 months Felix. They had met when mutual friends of theirs were having a party and both got invited.
You know, the whole cliché "OMG you know Minho and Jisung too!" Felix met Minho and Jisung who are a couple as well because they all go to the same university and Chan met Minho because they work together and then later met Jisung because Minho and Jisung are together.
Chan and Felix spent the entire night getting to know each other like how they both spent their childhood in Australia but Felix moved because his family wanted to and Chan moved because it's always been a dream of his to try living somewhere that wasn't his hometown.
Since that night they have been stuck together like glue and even more so once Chan finally grew a pair and asked Felix to be his boyfriend.
"No your pretty" Felix retorted back with a giggle since Chan let his kisses slide down to his neck, and started to suck. Giggles soon turned into moans and Felix was getting turned on.
"I'm going to ruin you baby" Chan mumbled against his neck, spreading a warmth throughout Felix that had him reeling for more.
"Please Chan, please" Felix practically moaned at this point, his cock was painfully hard in his jeans while Chan was making out with his neck.
"Why don't you get undressed for me pretty while I go grab some things?"
This is how Felix ended up laying on his back, his wrists tied to his ankles so that he can't move and a small vibrator slowly opening him up.
"Nnngh please" Felix would moan, so close to breaking because he wanted Chan to fuck him but Chan had other plans right now.
"You can take it sweetness, I'll fuck you when it's time" Chan placed a soft hand on Fekix's cheek, a small comfort to let him know he's doing well.
"But I need you o-oh" Chan had placed the vibrator straight against Felix's prostate, rendering him speechless.
"I need to be tourer baby or else it will hurt, I'm just trying to take care of you."
Chan definitely had other plans indeed, he wanted Felix to be crying, absolutely ruined and yearning just for him. He turned the vibrator up to its highest setting and started stroking Felix along with it.
This was the final straw, Felix could no longer stop the tears from falling.
"That's it baby it feels so good doesn't it?" Chan cooed with a smile that he was finally getting what he wanted.
"Wan you I need-" Felix was completely gone and only just from some foreplay which Chan always liked to use for evil.
"If you cum for me baby maybe I'll let you ride me" Chan offers and continues his strokes.
"M so close, please"
"You can let go whenever your ready baby"
Felix didn't need much more of a push, feeling so stimulated and good and on cloud 9 he let go and came all over himself with a loud cry, hot and white going everywhere.
He continued to cry when Chan decided to dabble in some overstim. Felix was sobbing at this point, feeling like it's too much but also so good.
"No please it's too much" Felix was wriggling so much but Chan knew that if he really wanted to stop he would use the safeword.
"Your ok gorgeous just a bit more" Chan leaned down to capture Felix in a sweet kiss while he rode out the rest of his evilness. Pushing Felix to another orgasm which seems more powerful than the last.
"Do you wanna ride me now sweetheart?" Chan asked in between kisses while he was being untied, all Felix could do was sniff tearfully and nod his head. Chan cooed and wiped away some of his tears.
"Come on baby get on top" it was Chan's turn to lay on his back and Felix turn to do the work, besides, Felix had cum twice and Chan was getting impatient with himself, he wanted to cum too.
Felix got on top and with the help of Chan, slowly slid himself down on his dick, moaning the whole way through it.
Bobbing himself up and down while Chn reached up to play with his nipples, that always got him going.
Felix started going faster per Chan's request and even though Felix was starting to feel tired, he didn't wanna stop until they both were finished.
"I'm getting close sweetness, are you close?" Chan asked breathlessly.
"Nnngh yes" Felix went even faster if that was even possible after hearing this, crying once again because he was oh so close.
BOOM.
They both came together, it wasn't even planned however it was definitely pleasurable. Chan grunted while Felix was shaking, both spent.
"You did so well baby come here" Chan opened his arms for Felix to cuddle into. Felix was still crying from sheer happiness and feeling a little overwhelmed.
"That's it baby relax for me just breathe hmm?" Chan was rubbing Felix's back in soothing circles and waiting for Felix to come back down from the clouds.
"Thank you Chan, that was amazing, I love you"
"Aw I love you too" and before you know it they were kissing again.

GET READY CAUSE ITS GONNA GET SPICYYY!!
(This is gonna be my first smut story, so if it’s bad or messy lmk what I need to do to improve it please!!) I’m so excited thought!! 🤭😝
Thank you @flaming-heart for the suggestion of this story!!
Me: *sees a fic*
the fic: "Dom Felix-"
me: BLURHGHHHHHGHGHHGHG 🤮🤮🤮🤮
I keep thinking about giving Felix his first prostate orgasm and he gets so loud & would legit cry of pleasure. just fingering him in a fast pace and he’s begging mindlessly to keep going. I feel like he wouldn’t even be able to touch his cock without cumming all over himself because of ur fingers pounding into his prostate. add to it some dirty talk and he’s gone.
oh, felix would love it so much
he’s already so trusting that you’ll always take care of him and make him feel good, so it’s easy to get him to relax enough for you to gently work your fingers inside of him. it doesn’t take long until felix is asking you to speed up, his nose scrunching at the squelching sound of your lubed up fingers moving inside of him, but he can’t complain - not when the way your digits drag against his walls and push up against his prostate perfectly soon has him at a loss for words.
felix has never been ashamed of his pleasure, but you’ve never heard him get as loud as he does when you grind the pads of your three fingers against his sensitive nerves in a way that has to be just short of painful and absolutely overwhelming.
when you start talking dirty to him, felix is gone immediately, mouth hanging open in a silent scream while his body starts trembling with the force of his orgasm as he cums the hardest he ever has in his life.
yandere felix




summary: basically just sub yandere lixie x dom reader
a/n: i do not condone this sort of behaviour, this is purely for amusement purposes and should not be done in real life nor' should be normalized

There was never a time Felix could remember where he wasn’t in love with you
Ever since you were little with a childlike innocence, clinging to each other's sides and running around in the dirt and mud as little kids do
and your parents would joke about how one day you would get married
From the time where you’d stick out your tongue in disgust at the prospect, claiming that he had cooties and roll your eyes, groaning at your parents for being so weird,
all while he blushed shyly, hiding behind you and agreeing with every word you said
he was absolutely smitten with you in the adorable way children are
and as you grew older the dynamics simply stuck,
he was shy and cute, hanging on for the ride while you surged into your elementary years.
clinging to your side all throughout grade school to the point where your teachers felt like they needed to separate the two of you
not that it made much of a difference if you weren’t in the same class though.
Constantly you were kicked out for sneaking into his class during school hours, sneaking in halfway through class, sitting beside him just outside of the teacher's view until you were inevitably caught with how loud the two of you were laughing
during break time you were off and out of the classroom in a matter of seconds, elated to see each other again after forever apart (in your little kid minds at least)
it never failed to surprise people the 180 Felix's personality did when he was around you.
always a soft-spoken gentle child, not speaking much out of turn but it was undeniable,
He laughed, he smiled, he joked. He seemed to be energized by your very presence
when you weren't together he’d be surrounded by kids who tried to be his friend but they never mattered. They were just a substitute for you until you were reunited
He was your best friend in the entire word
And you were his
god forbid anyone who ever tried to bully or tease him
the few who tried, cornering him in the courtyard, taunting him for hiding behind you all the time got what they deserved
A black eye and a broken bone or two.
While you proudly sported your fair amount of bruising and a suspension from the school for ‘violence’ and 'bullying'
You argued, they didn't listen
"It was their fault though!"
And Felix nodded along,
getting himself suspended the very next day so that he could be with you
neither of your parents were quite happy but they’d long since stopped trying to separate you
It was an impossible task they’d found
you were inseparable
with enough nights finding that one of you would sneak out to meet the other they decided it was just best to allow it and let the two of you come through the front door
instead of Felix breaking his arm trying to scale the house into your open window
Then came high school
hormones got involved and bodily functions changed, feelings got weird and things were different
you began to see things differently. Began to see other people, discovered just how wide world was with so many experiences and people out there;
so many things to do and accomplish, so many things to see and touch and feel
but where you began to see others, when you began to see the world
all Felix ever saw was you
But his feelings weren’t as innocent as before.
They were different.
Looking at you made him feel all tingly and made his heart beat faster.
Your crooked smile made his cheeks burn red and when you grabbed his hand he swore he felt butterflies in his stomach
and to his shame he found that whenever you hugged him or wore his clothes it made certain things a little hard to deal with
it was embarrassing and his little crush only grew and grew over the years
his jealously only burning brighter when he sees you hang out with anyone else
and then, to his horror you started dating.
He knew you never saw him the way he saw you.
Knew that while he looked at you like that, you were looking at someone else the same way
But he though that...
he didn't know what he thought
but to see you date someone else
He was your “best friend”, “Practically my brother!” You’d tell people and he’d smile along, acting as if it didn’t break something inside of him each time that you did
As if he didn’t love you so much it hurts
As if he didn’t think you were-are his soulmate, the most perfect thing on earth-no one else deserves you, no one could ever be enough for you
Not even him.
but he’s willing to die trying
Your ‘Best friend’
That cuts off any other friends he may have when you jokingly tell him that he's not spending enough time with you, isolating himself from the entire world,
your name the only thing in his head as he stares down at your contact waiting for you to message him.
he's at your beck and call, whenever you want, him he's there no matter what.
just the sweetest thing ever, bringing you little gifts that reminded him of you, flowers and candy when you're sad, spending nights cuddled up in your arms because you didn't want to be alone, stars in his eyes as he hangs onto every word that you say.
but it's okay, because it's platonic right?
right?
Just platonic with how he has so many pictures of you, enough to fill an entire album
Just platonic the way he tries to rile you up and get you angry so that he can get videos of you yelling at him, calling him pathetic and dumb in your rage
Platonic with how he uses them to get off in the dark of night when it’s only him the sound of your voice filling his ears
the way he specifically watches porn with people that look like you and listens to those asmrs labelled ‘mommy takes care of baby boy’ or some shit with people that sound like you
Just platonic the way he watches so much of that shit and yet never loses his virginity
He wants to keep that for you
Only for you
Even if you have a 'boyfriend'
Even if that 'boyfriend' is an asshole and doesn't deserve you
It's just not fair that he gets to have you
All Felix wants to be under you, feeling you, hearing you moan and whisper dirty secrets to him
He wants you to corrupt him
Like you do to him.
He’s spent so many nights, ear against the wall as you fuck him right on the other side, touching himself to your words
The desire deep inside of him as his fingers fumbled to undo his pants, revealing an undeniable evidence of arousal—aching and throbbing with pent-up desire
For you
Only for you
Always for you
Trying to moan so quietly to hear every little word, every little pant fallen from your lips
Squeezing his eyes shut, imagining you were talking to him, you were stroking his cock, calling him a dirty slut
“Are you enjoying this you little perv?”
“C’mon, be a good boy and beg for it.”
“You’re such a slut.”
“Doing so good for me, such a good boy~”
Fuck
That’s the side of you he’s oh so in love with
When your tone shifts to a purr, something so irresistible leaking into every word.
Or when it’s a mean growl, disgust dripping from every syllable, venom sounding like the sweetest melody in his ears
He can picture the way that you would lick over your lips like you were about to devour him whole
Picture you standing over him, making him feel so small
He’d reach down and lace his fingers with yours, face bright with a blush, looking up with angel eyes,
ready to do anything, beg for your attention, plead for your affection, get down on his knees for a single touch
the way your hands brush over his cheeks, lingering on his perfect features and his cute little heart shaped freckle
tracing over his pretty lips before pressing your fingers into his mouth, down onto his tongue, listening to the way he’d moan, warbled speech asking for more
because he’s greedy and he’s selfish and he wants it all
wants all of you and wants you to have all of him
and he knows that it would never be enough. That he loves you so much, wants so much of you it would never be enough until he was so close nothing could tell apart the two of you
Until he could crawl into your skin, be safe and warm with you
And it could still never be enough.
But this. It’s enough. For now.
Enough in this stolen moment of indulgence, a euphoric solace imagining himself intertwined with you, hearing your voice and for a fleeting second it’s not through a wall, it’s not to someone else. It’s to him
a brief transient escape from his yearning and desperation for you, a moment where his head goes hazy and he tastes colours and sees sounds and feels you touching him
A moment where he feels like his sanity is slowly cracking apart under everything before reality comes crashing back in waves of guilt and longing.
with his fingers coated in his own cum and your name whispered like a prayer on his pretty lips and his chest aching with the want to be in your arms
When you formally introduce your 'boyfriend' to Felix the first time
he swears he has never felt such hate for another person
A boiling, searing, horrific dislike
The want for this guy to get his hands off your hips and get out of your life.
You were honestly confused at his behaviour
never have you seen your best friend so...angry or mean
scoffing whenever that asshole spoke, rolling his eyes and making pointed but passive aggressive remarks that he tried to play off as jokes
(They were anything but jokes)
it was so out of character for his usual soft and cheery self you were baffled, having no idea what was wrong with him
until Felix makes an odd remark about he's sure that this guy will never be able to make you feel good, "too prideful and selfish with a small-"
you pull him to the side, grabbing onto his arm so hard it leaves angry red marks
that he'll probably end up jerking off to later
you practically hiss at him, glaring at him as you tell him off
saying that you have no idea what’s going on with him but he needs to stop it.
That he's your boyfriend and you'd really love it if your best friend could support you
He swears he could’ve almost cried from that. From you defending that asshole, taking his side instead of Felix’s
The only reasonable explanation is that the guy is toxic, he’s manipulating you, he’s bad for you and no one else can see it except for Felix
It seems like he’s in a haze for the rest of the night.
Civil but not really there. Nodding along animatedly, not looking in his direction for the rest of the night
He would swear he was still in that haze when he pulled your 'boyfriend' to the side as he was about to leave, after you had just left out the door, Felix calling behind you that he just wanted to have a quick word with him
in a haze as he threatens him, telling him he needs to stay away from you or else
-or else what?
He’s still in his ‘haze’ still, two nights later when Felix finds out that he never did
You’re so confused when he doesn’t show up for your date. Never texts or calls you back. When you get told from another friend that he ended up moving away for some unnamed reason.
Felix calls you and when you don't pick up he gets nervous and decides to show up at your place
To find you crying and heartbroken over that fucker.
He never deserved you.
Felix knew that
But he comforts you still, he lets you cry on his shoulder
He buys you ice cream and take-out and puts on a movie for you to watch
He lets you lay against him until it's the middle of the night
the room is dark except for the glow of the tv screen, the light illuminating your face to him as you lace your fingers with his
"Felix?"
It feels so odd for you to call him that, and not Lixie or Fefe like you normally do
"Yeah?"
Even odder to hear you say it in such a serious tone.
"Can I do something?"
he looks at you and you look at him
his eyes are wide, cheeks dusted pink
before you lean in and press your lips against his stupidly pretty ones
and in the dark of midnight, with a horrendously stupid comedy movie you insisted watching playing in the back,
He lets you use him
He lets you take his virginity-it was always yours after all, along with his heart and his body and his soul
No matter how rough you are, he takes it all with a moan and a cry for more
Fefe lets you take everything out on him. Every dark desire, all your stress and all your pain poured into making him cry beneath you
And with you on top of him, calling him a good boy, telling him he’s so fucking good for you he melts
He breaks
He cries
He holds back his tongue and doesn’t let spill every little feeling he has for you, how long he’s waited for you, how much he wants you and needs you and adores you
How you’re everything to him.
And you kiss away his tears and he kisses away yours
For tonight he’s yours.
Yours, yours, yours,
No one else’s.
You make him feel things he didn’t know his body was capable of feeling
Playing with his nipples and his dick, licking over his skin with a moan like he's the best thing that you've ever tasted
And when he feels on the cusp of insanity he laces your fingers with his and bring you in for a soft kiss,
so unlike anything else that’s happened tonight
so unlike the rough, borderline cruel way that you fuck him
But in the eye of the storm there’s a kind of quiet
gentle and soft, your lips against his. He swears he can feel your heart beating through your hand.
It’s everything he wants to say, everything he can’t say poured into it
And then you pull away and he whines and you smirk.
He sees heaven and hell and stars behind his eyelids and decides that you’re more important than all of them.
He sees the marks he leaves on your skin and the marks you leave on his in turn
He feels euphoria and bliss beyond what he thought was possible. Beyond any porn he’d watch and any times he’d touched himself to thoughts of you-he never thought feeling this good was possible
You tug his head back by his hair, slotting your face beside his to whisper in his ear.
“You’re fucking mine, do you hear me Lix? Mine.”
As if he's ever been anything else.
He always has been. He always will be.
“Yours, only yours.”
As if anyone else could have him now. As if you hadn’t ruined him for anyone else. No one could make him feel the way you did and he was not interested in even looking.
Yours.
He never wants to stop
Never wants to stop feeling like this
Feeling like he’s yours and only yours and you’re his and only his
If he could die in this moment, with you he would die a happy man.
He falls asleep in your arms, curled up into your chest
your bodies sweat-soaked and your tired pants filling the room
you hold him and he swears he’s never been happier in his entire life.
With you.
The next morning you’ve left a note.
You went back home to stay with your parents for a bit and didn’t want to disturb him when you left, but he’s free to stay however long he wants, the keys are on the counter for him to lock up when he leaves
He wishes he could say that he only stayed for breakfast and a shower but that would be a lie
He doesn’t leave for a long time
Because he’s in your bed, surrounded by your scent, covered in your marks from the night before, only able to remember the things that happened between you two
And all of that makes him so hard
He buries his head into your pillow and tries to imagine-remember
He buries his head into your pillow and remembers everything you did to him. Every word he worships in his head, every touch he tries to replicate
Shame fills him as he humps your pillow, unable to stop himself.
As he digs through your dirty laundry, stealing dirty underwear that he uses to get off too
It’s not you, but it’s close enough
He spends way too long in your apartment, doing things that fill him with shame and guilt and desire
How could he not though? With his body still tingling from your touch.
With his fingers still tracing over the marks you left on his body.
The marks that slowly fade throughout the day.
Marks that he wished he could ask you to replace.
And when you come back you act as if nothing happened.
You act as if you haven’t touched every part of his body.
As if you haven’t left marks all over him.
As if you know he isn’t completely and utterly obsessed with you.
As if you hadn’t made him promise to be yours.
But you never promised to be his.
It’s okay.
He’s okay with just being your best friend
With being the shoulder to cry on and the one you come home to after another guy that you liked suddenly doesn’t want to be around you
They’re all temporary. He’s here to stay.
He’s your Lixie, your Fefe
That’s all that matters.
He’ll be your best friend that’s around just a little too often,
That does just a little too much,
That warms your bed a little too many times to be just friends.
But you don’t wanna cross that line.
So it's okay.
As long as you're okay with the people you go out with disappearing after a short while
he may be complacent with the fact that you date someone else but he's not about to let them stay for long
And deep down you know what's going on
you aren't stupid, you don't miss the way he looks at the people you date, you didn't miss the mysterious red stain on his shirt after you got ghosted for the hundredth time
but when he lays in your lap, stretched out like a cat, looking so adorably harmless...
Does it really need to be addressed?
It's okay.
For you.
It's...okay.
For him.
He has something.
You have something.
Even if he really wants love. When he wants to be held and taken care of.
Wants to be told that you love him
Wants to be kissed on the forehead and told that he's the only one for you, that there's no one else.
No one else but him.
No matter that it's a lie and that you've told him all of that before.

a/n: is this kinda shit? yeah but i have such bad writer's block rn and probably won't post for awhile after this so i just wanted to post this now, it's my birthday so i'm going home to spend time w family
i might end up doing a fluffier (if you could even call it that?) version if you guys want it
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18+ Minors DNI
Felix who:
Will sit between your legs, resting his head on your inner thighs, looking up at you with the sweetest, widest, begging eyes.
Who loves to be called kitten or baby, shivering and purring whenever you call him either one.
Who keens and melts if you whisper it into his ear, voice slightly raspy.
Who tries so hard to be a brat, wanting to be punished like one but at the end of the day all you have to do is look at him with stern eyes and a disapproving glare and suddenly he’s on his knees, begging for forgiveness.
Who claims he doesn’t like it when you mark him up. Whines out for you to stop when you begin to kiss up his neck but makes no effort to push you away or do anything else to get you to stop.
Who looks at himself in the mirror the next day, admiring the pretty purple splotches on his throat, tracing over them delicately with a finger before pressing down, letting out a helpless whimper at the ache of it.
Who likes to wear lacy panties with short skirts, purposely dropping something so he can bend over right in front of you, granting you a front row seat up the tiny strips of fabric that can barely be qualified as a skirt.
Who will wear those lacy panties and short skirts out into public along with a crop-top when he goes out with you, teasing you all throughout the day until you reach up his skirt and stroke his thigh.
Who drags you to a bathroom or closet, no regards for the public anymore as his moans and mewls fill the room.
Felix.
No cause Cy YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. Those pictures you used for the Felix fic, perfect. Literally his hair is so long and fluffy I just wanna lay him down and bite at his thighs while he throws his pretty head back from my praise OR OR I wanna pull his pretty hair while he's slobbering and whimpering all over my strap🙇🏾♀️🙇🏾♀️ HIS LONG HAIR JUST>>
NO BC ME TOO-I WAS SEEING EDITS EVERYWHERE WITH THOSE
the unspeakable, atrocious things i would do to that man😩-ESPECIALLY WITH THAT FLUFFY HAIR🙏
i wanna tease him and make him cry in front of a mirror, telling him to only look at his reflection while playing with his nipples and cock. overstimulating and edging him interchangably over and over until he's squirming, hands pawing, little hiccupy gasps coming from him.
"c-can't take it anymore, plea-please, can't t-take anymore~" in the smallest, most broken voice e v e r😩
grabbing him by his hair and forcing him to look back at his reflection every time he tries to look away, still going despite his pathetic little pleas.
L.F

synopsis; you bought some new makeup just for your pretty boy, which he looks great in of course. So great you'd love to see how it looks running down his soft freckled cheeks.
This fic can be read with a gender neutral reader in mind.
"Hey Lix, i got somethin in the mail today." You bring the package towards your shared room, making the boy look up from his pc. "Really? Is it something for me?" He looks up at you from his place in his seat.
You hum, biting your lip. "I wanna try it." So here you are now, Felix sat snuggly on your dick with you facing each other. You apply a rosy shade of pink blush to match his adorably freckled cheeks and the cute peach sweater he has on.
He lets out a whimper as he gets moved a bit, making you fake frown. "Messed up your blush, now i gotta restart," You complain, knowing a small movement couldn't possibly have messed it up. "What's this?" he asks, picking up the mascara and inspecting it.
"Mascara, it's for the eyes. It makes your eyelashes pretty. Don't you wanna be pretty for me lovely?" You ask, tilting you head while looking at him. He whines looking away from you.
"Look up baby, i need to do your mascara. Don't blink." You say, leaning so close to him your able to see the heart shaped freckle on the side of his cheek. You thrust into him purposely, making him grab onto your shoulders and throw his head back.
"Lix!" you scold, "M' sorry, feels so good." He whimpers, attempting to rise a bit to take the pressure away from his prostate. "You're so full of love aren't you Lix? So cute love," His prettily long eyelashes flutter at praise, making him place a hand on your thigh for comfort.
"Poor Lix is so flustered from a bit of praise huh?" you tease, making him whimper. "Are you almost done? Feels so good," He slurs, already feelings so good despite you not moving. Poor boy gets so flustered from praise. With a dramatic pop of your lips you set down the mascara wand.
"Now for the finishing touch, some cute lipgloss i found that's just your shade." You coo, grabbing it from next to you and applying the sticky peach pink gloss to his plump lips. You kiss him, even getting the gloss onto your own lips.
"Oops, i gotta reapply it," you fake frown, making him sigh. You reapply the gloss for a final time, marveling at your work. The eyeliner and mascara make the boy look as pretty as a fairy. His glossed lips are so plump and delicously thick that you can't help but think about what else could be done with them.
"Im done sweet boy, have a look." You say, handing him the small mirror you prepared beforehand. His eyes light up, his small fingers going to his eyelashes to tug.
"Wow.." he says taken aback, looking back at you with big eyes. "You're so adorable Lixie, do you want your reward now?" you coo, brushing a stray hair behind his ear. He nods and puts down the mirror, looking back towards you in wonder.
"Gonna fuck you for doing such a good job keeping still." You say, flipping him around and staring at him from your position above him. He moans, grabbing onto the sheets below him as you start to fuck him.
"Feels so good," he slurs, looking up at you with the prettiest of tears in his deep brown eyes. "Crying already baby? We're just getting started Lix." You say, picking up the pace making his body jolt. He moans out, Throwing his arms around you and digging his nails into your back. "Please," He whimpers, biting his lip.
He brings a hand to his eyes to wipe at the steady flow of tears cascading down his face, smudging his carefully done mascara. "Should've bought waterproof mascara huh Lix? Messed up my hard work," you falsely pout, bringing a hand to wipe his tears for him further smudging the mascara.
"M' sorry," he stutters. "Feels s'good," he whimpers out, bring a hand over his mouth smudging the gloss there onto his cheek. "Look at you crying away all your makeup baby, it must feel good." You say, bringing a hand to toy with his nipples smudging gloss there too.
He lets out a string of moans, "Gonna come, please come with me," He begs, looking up at you with fresh tears in his eyes. "Come in me," he sniffles, meeting your thrusts half way. You groan, "Of course pretty baby." you coo.
ngl i was thinking of adding smth in where Lix holds the mirror while hes getting fucked lol but enjoy!!
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i think this is like..the best thing ive ever written and its now 3:30 am so i shall head to bed asap after posting this lol
felix in amazon position . . I WANT HIM SO BAD
like he'd be so perfect for it, have you seen his thighs bro??? when i saw the thunderous mv i literally went feral omg . . and the whines and sobs he'd let out when you bounce on him 🙁🙁
he'd never think that changing positions could ruin him so much.
poor baby is utterly wrecked. choked sobs and whines and moans, hiccupy gasps as tears prick at his eyes. his hands needily reaching up to try to clutch at your body as you bounce on top of him, pawing at your chest with hearts in his glassy eyes.
it's a struggle to not let his eyes roll back in his head, it just feels so good. his mouth hangs open, practically inviting you to press your fingers against his tongue.
he can't even think properly with your thumb pushing down on his tongue, making him gag and drool. accompanied with your nails digging into his thigh, free hand gripping him hard enough to leave bruises shaped like your hands that he loves so much<3
he has such pretty thighs too, it would be a shame to leave them unmarked...