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Sleepytime Fun

Yandere! Felix x Fem! Reader

Requested: @k11tty

Warnings: Somnophilia, Obsessive Behavior, (somewhat) Overstimulation, (implied) Consensual Sex.

She was getting ready for bed when she decided that she wanted to change her clothes. Just something light and simple, contrasting to what she had on before. Also she knew that her boyfriend, Felix would want for her to wear something pretty. Last time she didn’t obey his orders- it ended up with a punishment that made her forever remember to wear something sexy, not for her, but for him. She had already taken her shower, did her skincare and let her hair lay out comfortably. Now all she needs to do is find what she needed to wear. “Hm.. I wore the pink nightgown yesterday” She mumbled to her self as she walked over to their shared closet. As she racked her brain on what to wear it finally dawned on her. “He loves it when I wear his clothes so lemme find that pretty yellow shirt he just brought” Her gaze finds it almost immediately.

She grabbed it then walked towards the mirror and slid on the shirt. After a couple of poses in the mirror she remembers that she has a cute pair of panties in the same shade of yellow. Before she went over to grab it, the door opens and she smiles as she sees who it is. “Felix, why are you back so late? I was just about to head to sleep” She places her hands on her hips before giggling at the pout that has now graced the boy’s face. “Babe, work was so stressful and my boss was an complete jerk” He whined before coming towards her and pecks her lips lovingly. “Have you been outside today?” He asked her sweetly but she knows as he looks her dead set in her eyes that he’s being serious.

“No.. I’ve been here all day just watching tv.. and you also have my phone so I didn’t talk to anyone” She was being honest. She knows what will happen if she lied, furthermore the last time she had her phone she was calling her mom and Felix threw a whole fit and punished her. Saying that she was plotting to leave him, even though she wasn’t even thinking about leaving. Felix sighed with a small smile as he felt so relieved that she wasn’t lying to him, it hurts him so much when he has to punish her, even though he enjoys the punishments he gives her. He had to shake his thoughts quickly before he starts getting a little too excited. “Okay baby.. that’s good, I don’t want to keep you up any longer so I’m gonna go downstairs and eat some food then maybe watch a movie” Felix said before he kissed her lips deeply then left the room.

She watched as his figure retreated downstairs with a huge smile on her face. Every time he looks and smiles at her she gets all blushy and flustered. After a few minutes of calming herself down she goes to sit on their shared bed to actually get some sleep

-

Felix was downstairs for about a few hours when he looked at the time and decided it was time for bed, he has a longer shift tomorrow and knows he needs to be fully rested. He made sure everything was locked up and turned the lights and tv off before he walked upstairs to their shared room. He walked in the room quietly and saw her sleeping peacefully and decided maybe sleep wasn’t gonna come early for him, he was going to make sure of that. With a small smile he carefully sat on the bed and took the blanket off of her gently. Before he decided to do anything he just stared at her.

He kept pulling down the blankets, revealing his girlfriend’s soft curves and plusher areas of her torso, namely, her breasts and her tummy, gasping softly when he saw the yellow fabric of her panties.

His hands moved on their own as they followed up to her breast. He grabbed one of her breasts and began to grope it. Gently at first. Only feeling around it with tips of the fingers. It was tender in touch. Tender and very warm. As he touched her, he could feel an electrifying sensation in his fingertips. His needy hands grasped the breast now a bit rougher, enjoying its warmth. With each grope he could feel himself getting more and more aroused.

He decided to stop for a second when the she groaned quietly. It was an adorable, a little groan of pleasure.. that he made come out of you, no one else but him. He continued after of few seconds of waiting, he didn’t want to wake her up, just yet. Felix loved the feeling of having her completely at his display without no interruptions or anything. He lets go of both of her breasts but proceeds to slowly get on top of her and angled his groin on top of hers before grinding slowly at first. As his hips continued to grind around in place, making his very much prominent bulge throb. He leaned in and kissed her lips twice. Little, wet smooches that held so much love, affection and possession in it.

Felix moves away from her lips and goes in for her neck, eagerly kisses her neck full of beautiful bruises that shows that he can only do this to you, only him and when he was done. He pulled back to view his art, her present. Bruises that goes all the way down her chest. Must he add, his yellow shirt on her makes the colors of the reds and purples on her skin pop. When he fully pulls away from her body. He can’t help but to stare at her more, his eyes ended up slowly trailing down to her panties.

He slowly debated his whether to continue or not. After a few inner battles with him and his mind he decided to continue on, after all she is his, he owns her and especially this body of hers.

-

There was a dull pulsing between her thighs as her damp core ached. She started letting out small sounds at the feeling of Felix’s tongue between her folds, but his tongue was everywhere else, too, flicking over her nipples. When he sucked on the hardened peaks, She gasped, desperately wanting more, but it was just a dream. She couldn’t even begin to explain the heat pooling up in her gut. Just imagining Felix’s tongue in different places at a time had her coming multiple times already. Although she was on the brink of sensitive. She wanted more, She had wanted nothing more than to wake up so she could touch herself to her desires.

She got her wish when she awoken loudly, gasping and moaning at the same time as fingers slowly found their way inside her. Even as she is half asleep the feelings that were strong in her sleep were stronger. Before she can utter any words she hears a chuckle. “Hey sleeping beauty, what appears to have woken you up huh?” He teases her before adding another finger and moves his fingers at a faster pace. “Felix, I thought it was a dream” she manages to moan out as she clutches the sheets as if they are gonna help her orgasm come any quicker. “What did you dream about? Was it me?” He asked her and cocked his head to the side, honestly wondering what goes on in that pretty little head of hers.

When she took too long to respond he clicked his tongue in annoyance and pulled his fingers out which caused her to whine out. “Felix, please!” She begged with tears flooding in her eyes. She didn’t know exactly what she was begging for but any form of release was good enough. “Look at you, looking like a cute kitten. All open for me” he smirks at her as he drags his nails down her thigh. It caused whimpers to fall out from her mouth and her thighs quivered. “I’ll ask you one more time-” he pauses to look down at her with narrowed eyes. “What did you dream about love?” She whined and clenched her legs, too embarrassed to say what she had thought she was dreaming about.

“I was dreaming about you” she said as she watched his eyes brighten in amusement. “What was I doing angel?” he asked as he trailed his fingers down to her core teasingly. Awaiting patiently for her response as he eagerly watched her quiver and leak on their shared sheets. “So messy baby” he murmurs with a small fond smile.

She gulps before opening her mouth to speak. “You was touching me, made me feel good, too good” He nods without saying anything, but the small smile that turned wider answered for him.

“Good, now open your legs a little wider and I’m gonna give you something better than my fingers princess, oh and don’t be surprised if you don’t get anymore sleep tonight”

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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