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#felix drabbles
naeviskz · 2 months
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“ PRETTY , PLEASE ” ๑‧˚₊ ─── FLX
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synopsis ; you think your roommate is really pretty, but you think he’s even prettier when he whines and begs for you.
genre 숌 virgin!felix x fuckgirl!reader | roommates AU
words - 4.0k+ tags/warnings 숌 fluff, pwp, smut, (slight age difference: felix is 23/reader is 25), sub!felix/dom!reader, noona kink?, perv!lix, oral (m), solo masturbation, corruption kink, edging, dacryphilia, rlly cute & soft ending tho <3
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Have you ever met someone so pure and innocent that you feel the need to shield them from any and all bad influences that might corrupt them?
Those were your exact thoughts when you first locked eyes with your new roommate Felix. You thought he was the most precious little bean ever ;( His shy, timid nature made you want to coddle him like a baby, and always spoke in such a polite, well-mannered tone due to you being his senior. At first Felix didn’t talk very much when he moved in and was constantly cooped up in his room doing god knows what, but eventually he’d warm up to you and the two of you soon became really good friends.
You don’t particularly like most men, you tend to get annoyed with them easily, only using them for a quick fuck because that’s all they’re good for. Personally, you didn’t care to start getting serious with anyone at the moment, prioritizing work and other future goals instead of boys who come and go. Felix was quite literally the only exception to this. You genuinely enjoyed his company and valued him as more than a friend, he was so easy to talk to and could make anyone in a room feel comfortable with his presence.
You loved how he never made a fuss about chores when you didn’t feel like doing them. He was never rude or brought strangers over, and he kept to himself most of the time— the perfect roommate ever. Felix was studying biology at school to become a veterinarian as he’s told you many times he loves animals before. You were already out of school by now, as you graduated 2 years ago but you didn’t mind living with someone a couple years younger. He’s very mature for being in his early twenties, even more than some of the 30+ year old “men” you’ve slept with in the past.
One thing you’ve noticed since he’s always keeping to himself, he takes his schooling very serious and constantly studies. He never drinks, smokes, or goes out to parties, but he doesn’t act better than anyone either, it’s just how he is. You’ve never seen someone so dedicated to their work, wondering in the back of your mind if he even knows what taking a break means. You’ve tried getting to invite him out to other social events but he would always say that studying was far more important, you seriously never seen someone be so obsessed with school. Before you graduated, you weren’t a straight A student by any means but you did care about your grades, overall you still managed to balance a social life within.
Felix was never the judgmental type, he didn’t care if you brought a lot of friends over or the occasional hook up you’d have, he would just turn a blind eye to most of those things. You didn’t think it’d ever impact the way you both interacted but unfortunately after a while things have started to get a bit awkward between you. He’s been awfully more quiet these days and whenever you two would walk by in passing he could barely even look at you. Any time he did, it was if he’d seen a ghost or something— the way his face went pale from being drained of all color and would immediately hurry back into his room.
You don’t know what’s up with him but the more he’s been treating you this way the more you feel like he doesn’t seem to like you very much anymore. This weekend you plan to have a quick chat with him about everything and to clear up some potential misunderstandings. Little do you know the real reason why he’s been keeping his distance from afar…
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God he feels like such a creep for eavesdropping on you having sex with someone else right now.
It wasn’t supposed to end up this way, he simply walked past your door without a second thought but as he came closer he heard what is presumably you moaning out another guy’s name. That’s when it piques his curiosity to listen further, he’s only heard this type of stuff from watching porn but it’s a whole different experience when in real life. He should feel more than embarrassed about doing this, ashamed for invading his roommates privacy in such a horrid way but he doesn’t move. Only continuing to press his ear up against the mahogany door, getting a clearer sound of your wanton moans, feeling something shift.. a familiar throbbing sensation causes the sudden constriction in his pants.
He’s far too gone to even think about stopping at this point, subconsciously dragging his hand further down as he comes in contact with his hardened cock. All he could hear was skin slapping, imagining you bent over the bed while taking it from behind, arching your back as you pant louder for them to go faster and faster. Felix continues to feel himself through the constraints of his clothing but it wasn’t enough for him, it wasn’t enough to alleviate the discomfort down there. So he ends up going back to his room to finish his little fap sesh, ridding himself of everything, t-shirt, sweats, boxers— ready to finish what he accidentally started.
“___, please..” he’d stir in his bed, going to town on his cock as he pumps his hand around it, thinking about you on top of him. “Noona.. m’so close…” he whimpers out desperately, feeling so overly sensitive that his body’s buzzing with pleasure.
Felix was so overwhelmed in his thoughts he barely noticed the precum leaking out and spilling around his small hand, his eyes were completely shut and zoned out in utter bliss. He wishes nothing more than to have you doing this to him instead, wondering what it’s like to have a girl as hot as you jerk his cock for him, he’s never experienced what it’s like but he’d want you to be his first if he ever does. It frustrates him that he can’t have you in the same way those other guys do, they’re more experienced and can please you better than he could.
One thing he knows now is that he’ll never be able to look at you normally again after doing all of this.
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Things just couldn’t get any worse for him at this point. He’s now found a pair of your underwear which has mistakenly ended up in his laundry somehow. He didn’t do know what to do … if he tells you it accidentally got mixed in with his stuff then you’ll probably accuse him of stealing them as an excuse. Plus he didn’t want to face the embarrassment of even handing these back to you. It was a really pretty pair too, a red lace thong with black trim and a cute satin bow on the front. He wonders how your ass would look in these panties, secretly getting so jealous of all your hook ups and how they’ve all got to see you naked.
Felix decides the best course of action is to quickly return them in your room before you finish showering. He’ll simply sneak into your room, put them back in your underwear drawer, and he won’t have to think about it again, this was going to be the easiest plan of execution. Boy could he have been any more wrong. He couldn’t find which drawer they were supposed to be in, essentially wasting more and more time trying to find where to stash them. He honestly could’ve hid them anywhere but he was paranoid about that seeming suspicious too. Then he just considers possibly keeping them for himself. Playing with the fabric in his hands as he thinks of the idea to jerk his cock with your underwear wrapped around it. If only you knew the things he wanted you to do to him..
“What’re you doing in my room Lixie?” You question your roommate’s intentions as you walk in from getting out in the shower. You catch him holding something in his hands but quickly stuffs the object away in his pockets.
Fuck he’s totally screwed. There’s no going back from this now.
“Uh- nothing! I was just about to leave actually-” just as he attempts to make a run for it, he turns around and comes face to face with you in just a bath towel.
He’s legitimately gone crazy now, stopping dead in his tracks to gawk at your beauty. You exude high levels of sex appeal without even trying, it’s almost intimidating being in the same room as you. Felix thought you look absolutely gorgeous in your natural state, noticing the fresh water droplets still glistening on your skin and wet strands of hair sticking to your face. He really wants to know what’s underneath that singular layer, sensing another uncomfortable situation down there.
“Don’t be silly Lix, you looked like you were looking for something. What’re you holding?” You continue asking but he refuses to give any solid answers, telling you over and over how it’s “nothing” and he wasn’t lying but something didn’t seem right about his behavior.
You saw he put something in his pocket from earlier, so without a second thought you reach into that same pocket to grab whatever was in there. Everything happened so fast Felix didn’t even have time to process what was going on, mortified when he sees you pulling out a pair of your underwear from his sweatpants.
“Why do you have these?” Your expression was stone cold, you genuinely looked pissed off and it was starting to frighten him. He didn’t think you’d actually be upset about this but now he wishes he had just hid it somewhere randomly.
“It’s not what it looks like ___, you’ve got the wrong idea!”
“No I definitely know what’s going on here. Didn’t ever really take you as the type to be such a perv,” you chuckle at his horrible attempt in making any excuses. Coming closer to him now, placing both palms on his shoulders, you get all the way up to his ear and whisper, “I like perverts though ‘cause I’m one too.”
His face burned a crimson shade, growing flustered at your sudden dirty confession. The only thing he could do was gulp out of nervousness, even more worried if you discover the massive hard on he’s sporting in his pants. A subtle smirk forms onto your lips, debating where you should kiss and mark first but you want to take your time with someone like Felix— he’s too pretty not to. You lightly brush your lips against his neck, as if he’s so fragile and delicate, making him tremble from the sudden cool air you blow against his skin.
Felix felt his heart beating out of his chest, internally panicking at what’s soon to come. It’s not like he didn’t want any of this to happen, he’s just worried out his mind and tends to overthink everything. Those anxious thoughts were soon adjourned with a pair of soft lips against his trembling ones, eyes bulging out from the sudden shock of your actions. He stood there awkwardly for a bit as he’s never kissed someone before, he doesn’t know how he should react but he mimics your movements. You deepen the kiss even further, gently caressing the side of his face into your palm— his body was so stiff it made you feel self conscious about you making the first move. He was kissing you back but it didn’t feel like there was any emotion behind it, everything he’s doing seems so robotic and manufactured. You’re starting to think he may not actually be enjoying this.
“Something wrong?” You cautiously pull away to voice concern, regretting everything if he’s uncomfortable by your advances.
He mentally curses himself, feeling more upset at you thinking you’re the problem. “N-no… you’re perfect. This is perfect, it’s just- I’ve never done it before..” His voice trails off towards the end, embarrassed by his lack of experience.
“You’ve never had sex before?” You blink in confusion, it was seemingly impossible for someone as attractive as Felix to have never had a single sexual encounter in his life. However, you’d be more than happy to change that.
“No.” He shook his head, frowning at his sad revelation that he’s a 23 year old virgin.
“Awee, s’cute. I get to be your first!” You couldn’t help but find that to be so adorable, you haven’t took someone’s virginity since freshman year of college, it excites you all over again.
He’s seemingly surprised by the way you respond, “You’re not put off by that?” Most girls in your position wouldn’t want to deal with someone like him. He needs to be trained, taught exactly how to please a woman the way she needs to— which you’re more than capable of doing.
“No, why would I be?” It’s not everyday you hear a guy as handsome as Felix say that they’re a virgin, it intrigues you in some capacity. You want him to become your cute little plaything, someone only you can corrupt exactly the way you want.
“So you’ve never pleasured another girl before? Like not even fingering?” You delve deeper with more questions, wanting to know everything he’s done or hasn’t.
He shook his head yet again, “no, I’ve never done anything.”
This was unlike anything you’ve seen before, at least the other guys you knew who were virgins had actually done a few other things but this was new for you. The fact he was able to confide in you with something so personal made you want to be his first so badly. Maybe this was perfect— you were way more experienced than him so you can show him the ropes, how it’s really done. You express to him that it’s okay he was inexperienced, it’s nothing to be ashamed of and he’s in good hands now.
“What if I don’t do it right?” Felix looks so worried, his adam’s apple bobbed each time he nervously swallowed.
“You won’t because I’m here,” you reassure him by placing an affectionate hand on his shoulder, flashing a warm smile. “I’ll show you how to, don’t be shy it’s fine baby. Just lye back on the bed and I’ll take care of you pretty.”
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He did everything he was told, all instructed by you. Lying down on the bed with his back against your pink silk pillow, the black tee he wore slightly rode up, causing you to get a glimpse of his tummy. It was too cute not to touch, your nimble fingers travel up his waist to raise his shirt higher, feeling up his lower body.
Felix felt so powerless as you hover over his frame, both your legs on either side of his, enclosing him in such a tight space. Taking slow, deep exhales, he grows more tense as you slide your hands north, it’s a whole new sensation he’s never felt before. His breath hitched at you suddenly coming in contact with his nipple, brushing over it ever so slightly to elicit a subtle reaction. You love how sensitive he’s become to any minor touch you provide, feeling your arousal leak further down to your thighs as you think of turning him into your personal slut.
“Should I take this off?” You suddenly propose an idea, referring to the bath towel that was hanging on you by a thread. It was seemingly already coming undone as you didn’t tie the front properly, he was able to get a good view of your chest peaking out at the top.
“Mhmm..” Felix hums in sexual frustration, unable to get a clear word or sentence out in any possible way.
You oblige, biting your lip seductively at him as you reach to untie the loose knot, slowly prying the towel off your body that’s now completely dry. “Let’s start off with something easy,” you carefully suggest, traveling your hands down to the band of his gray joggers, lightly tugging them down to reveal his boxer briefs.
The tiny, blond, freckled boy is staring up at you with his big bambi eyes, he can’t believe there’s a naked girl on top of him while he’s still partially fully clothed. All the blood surges to his cock, making him so painfully hard he’s never been so desperate for someone to touch him in his life. Hips bucking into nothing as he humps the air for any stimulation, you couldn’t prevent the giggle that escaped your mouth. Finding him to be so utterly pathetic.
You lean in to kiss him again, never quite getting enough of the yummy taste of him. Tracing your index finger over the outline of his bulge, you feel him pulse underneath as you keep teasing him with more light touches. He could feel you smiling into the kiss, biting down on his lower lip as your free hand gets tangled in his platinum locks. You eventually sprung his cock freely out the constraints of his briefs, watching it stick straight up from being so unbelievably hard. His cock was gorgeous, about 6 inches in length and 2.5” thick, his tip was an angry, ruby red but the rest a blush pink color. Your fingers laced around his shaft, getting closer to spit directly on it before giving him a few moderate pumps. Felix threw his head back slightly, gripping the bedsheets in utmost pleasure, whimpering loudly as he ruts his hips to match the movements of your hand. Unable to hold back from just how good you’re making him feel he calls your name out again and again. His deep voice only gets raspier, a beautifully stark contrast to his angelic face being stuck in euphoria. As your pace increases he only gets more vocal, panting heavily while begging to cum as his jaw slacks wide open. Flashes of white invade his vision, everything around him becomes to fade into a blur. That’s when it all gets abruptly ripped away from him, soon as your hand withdraws his cock he opens his eyes again. His lips quivered in devastation, feeling as though he could cry from this.
“W-why’d you stop?” He whines out of frustration, wanting so badly to cum all over your hand.
The sight of him made you so incredibly turned on. Obsessed with the mess you’ve created so far, his flushed, rosy cheeks with drool seeping down his chin, his precum has leaked out everywhere.
You don’t answer, only chuckling at his misery. It’s fun to play with him, see how far you can push him in getting to do whatever you want.
“Want me to suck your cock, hmm? Say pretty please and I’ll make you feel so good.” Never breaking eye contact as you say it, getting off on the fact you have all the control and he’s totally helpless in your hold.
Felix is reluctant to speak at first, but he chokes up the courage to stutter out a plea, “P-pretty please.. Noona please...” lifting his hips just to feel something— you aggressively force them back down with your hand.
A devilish smirk forms across your face, you didn’t know he was the type to call you that. You want to reward him even more but only if he can be good and does everything exactly your way.
“Don’t cum ‘til I say you can. Got it?” You flash a look that’s anything but merciful, getting a rush from this dominant role you happen to take on surprisingly well.
He nods obediently, understanding what the consequences may be if he doesn’t listen. He wants to try his best to please you in any way he can, it’s the least he can do when you’re the one doing most of the work.
Wrapping your lips around his tip, you feel him twitch instantly inside your mouth, opening just a bit to swirl your tongue along his member. His cock feels slightly sore from being edged once before, gasping when he feels the plushness of your lips on him. Sinking further down, you fully take his length in your mouth now, head bobbing up and down to get the entirety of his cock down your throat. Felix couldn’t move, think, let alone breathe properly— he’s so far gone that the only thing consuming his mind is you.
“Like getting your cock sucked baby?” You coo, bringing your hand to gently caress his balls, making him cry out even more.
He only frantically nods in response, too weak and too lost in the feeling to speak, “Mmm…” he mumbles, he’s so close but he can’t cum, he has to resist the urge but it’s so difficult. There’s no way he’s going to be able to keep this up for much longer.
“Use your words Lixie,” suddenly pulling away from his balls, “or else I’m going to stop again.”
He’s back to being whiny again, not wanting to be edged so cruelly like last time, he finally chokes out a reply, “Y-yes.. I love it.”
You really love the way he sounds, you could listen to him like this all day. Back to what you were doing previously, your mouth completely takes him in, lashes fluttering up at him while you’re doing the most unholy act there is. His brain goes fuzzy as he can’t get over how amazing this feels, broken moans escaping his throat from the warmth of your tongue enveloping his cock. Humming around him in response to his constant throbbing, Felix hisses from the vibrations throughout his body. He’s trembling with so many nerves hitting all once, it’s all so new to him; this might just be the most intense feeling he’s ever had.
“Nggh… gonna cum- can’t hold it anymore..” he meekly warns, tears roll down his face as it begins to be too much for him to bear.
You decide to let him this time, feeling a little sense of sympathy for a cutie pie like him. There’s always next time you can edge him and break him down until he babbles and cries even harder. Your core aches just thinking about all the fantasies you’ll bring to life soon, it’ll never be a boring day from now on.
“Go ahead baby, cum in my mouth,” you urge him to finish by going faster, sucking him off like your life depends on it.
He can feel the coil in his stomach tightening, pushing him to the edge as he’s thrashing around the bed, moaning and crying out all types of profanities. The last words he spoke before he came was pure gibberish, too busy focusing on his release shooting out— he lulls his head back into the pillow from exhaustion. He doesn’t think he’s ever came that hard in his entire life. His eyes rolled back as you greedily swallow his cum, still continuing to suck like he wasn’t mewling for you to stop. More of his load comes out as you keep going, milking every last drop of him until he’s all drained out and empty.
Finally letting go of his cock, you pull away as you make a loud ‘pop’ with your mouth, a thin string of saliva still connecting you to his crotch.
“You did so good for me Lixie,” you praise sweetly, coming up to kiss his pouty lips after you’d just sucked him dry. He kisses back immediately, getting a taste of his release on your tongue, “c’mere puppy,” you motion him to come along once you pull away.
He’s not sure what you have in mind but he follows anyway, blindly letting you boss him around at this point. Felix enjoys every second of it though, you may have unlocked something he never knew he needed.
Your hands run over his shoulders, “How ‘bout we run you a bath, yeah?” Your voice is as low and gentle as a whisper, sounding as though you didn’t just do those unspeakable things minutes ago. He’s more at ease you’ve turned into a sweeter, more compassionate version of yourself now, “I think my precious baby deserves it.”
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- 完 ︎♡︎
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suuyua · 10 months
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SMUT || MDNI 18+
warnings: sex bro idk what else to tell u
pairing: felix x reader
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thinking about kissing felix's adam's apple while jerking him off
lewd sounds filled the room as your hands traveled up and down his length. You could feel the vibrations in his chest ripple out as he let out deep moans, a breathy, almost ethereal sound you could never get enough of, in a lifetime.
as your eyes traveled up, it paused at the sight of felix's adam's apple, bobbing with each nervous swallow. Feeling someone's gaze on him made him open his eyes, heart almost stopping at the sight of your lust blown eyes staring at what he knew was his adam's apple. sure, he had a bigger one than others, and he knew it, but when you gazed at him like that, only you, the effect you had on him was overwhelming.
He felt your hand halt, and the next thing he knew, he could feel your bodies press closer, if that was possible. Your hot breath scorched his chest, leaving a lingering heat after moving past that spot.
A shudder ran through felix's body as he felt your lips softly connect with his adam's apple, pressing a light peck to it. "Y/n- that-" he began, immediately being cut off with a moan of pleasure. The motions of the hand that had long been forgotten had suddenly began pumping his cock again, and the softness of the kiss was now abandoned, replaced with harsh, careless sucking. felix's head threw back, further exposing his adam's apple, which you had just figured out to be one of his many sensitive spots. although, he seems to be more reactive to this particular area. well, you will definitely use that knowledge to your advantage.
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astayinwonderland · 5 months
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SKZ Felix hard thoughts
a/n: these are just thoughts— smutty ones
+18 MDNI
you voted for an obsessed!felix and I shall deliver…
obsessed!felix will speak of you to the members at least 6 times in the span of an hour… “oooh someone likes somebodyyyy” chan would tease, and the precious little sunshine will roll his eyes
obsessed!felix who at first tries to hide that he is (very) into you, but his nervous laugh and curious eyes get the best of him when you’re close
obsessed!felix who just needs to see you one more time before touring, so instead of sleeping as instructed, he sneaks out to spend the night with you
obsessed!felix who video calls you late at night when he’s on tour because he can’t sleep without looking at you because “you are so beautiful, everything you do is perfect, my darling”
NSFW
obsessed!felix has no idea he is obsessed with you. he just thinks of you day and night, but how couldn’t he when everything you do drives him insane. that teasing smile you gave him earlier? yeah, his cock is still hard from thinking about it.
obsessed!felix has a secret he can’t even bring to reveal to you. your scent makes him go completely mad. it is what keeps him awake at night, when the rest of the members are asleep, he will sneak into privacy and bring out that pair of panties he stole from you and as he fucks his fist he brings it to his nose, picturing you whimpering and cuming for him
obsessed!felix who can’t stop, won’t stop kissing you til you’re both out of breath, lips swollen. “i could kiss you all day, mind if i kiss you here?” he works his way down to your collabone and the valley between your breasts, inhaling your scent. “shit, i’m already hard…”
obsessed!felix loves watching every single reaction you give when he fucks you. how your breathing becomes quicker, your eyes shut, mouth slightly open as your pussy clenches around him. “you like that, darling?” his deep voice making you even wetter as he enters you again and again. he wants to remember everything to replay it later in his mind.
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rachalixie · 1 year
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kisses with felix
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kisses to his hair, the soft, cottony feel of it making your lips linger for longer than you meant to. his bangs falling into his eyes when he turns his head to smile at you, eyes crinkled into crescents, his head nuzzling into your hand when you reach to brush them back with the tips of your fingers. 
kisses to his brow when he’s sick, the feverish skin making your heart tinge in sympathy. holding back a giggle when he pouts and whimpers at you, weak arms raising in an attempt to bring you closer to him, seeking any source of comfort. giving him another kiss as a reward when he takes his medicine and makes a face of disgust at the taste of it.
kisses to his cheekbones, high on the planes of his face. tracing along the line of freckles until not one of them is left untouched, murmuring about how beautiful he is as you go. smiling in satisfaction when a flush makes itself known under your lips like you’re painting his skin with your own.
kisses to his temple, feeling the tense of his muscle underneath before it relaxes at your touch. trying your best to sooth him when he’s stressed, knowing that he soaks up energy through touch, and curling your arms around him from behind as you twist to deliver a matching kiss to the other side of his head. feeling his bones melt against you as he finally lets the tension go.
kisses to the back of his hand, bringing your joined hands to your mouth while you’re sitting together or taking a walk or doing anything, really. not letting his hand go when he teasingly tries to pull away, smacking kiss after kiss into his skin until he relents. 
kisses to his lips, sweet and chaste in greeting or just a way to say i love you without speaking the words. you just have to give him a look, blinking at him once with wide eyes for him to know what you want, and his lips draw to yours without him even having to think.
nsfw version
chan / minho / changbin / hyunjin / jisung / seungmin / jeongin
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hyunverse · 2 months
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i feel like felix is the kind of guy who'd hint that he's into you by giving you baked goods. he's in one of your classes, quite known for being so sweet, and so friendly. unbeknownst to you, you caught his attention from the first day. he's just never gotten the guts to actually talk to you. one day though, he gathers enough courage to sit beside you and make small talk. it's so easy to warm up to him, always so sweet, conversations with him never fail to make your day. soon enough, he'd start hinting that he likes you by bringing you baked goods.
the first time comes in the form of a brownie. as usual, he seats himself onto the seat beside you, flashing a sweet smile before passing a small container to you. "i made brownies for my frat mates yesterday night, had some extras. want them?" of course, that's a lie. he made them with the intentions of giving some to you.
the next time, it's chocolate chip cookies. this continues until one valentine's day — the day he finally asks you out. this time, a cute box awaits you. it's a pavlova — a dessert fancier than the ones he usually bakes. "did you have a special occasion, lixie?" you question. he responds with a nervous laughter, "mm. i baked this one specifically for you, actually. would you like to... grab coffee some time? together? just us?"
you've never said yes to something so fast.
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moonlightdreamzz · 9 months
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Moments of Praise — Bangchan and Felix.
GENRE ✰ Smut, Fem!Reader
SUMMARY ✰ How these two praise you in your intimate moments.
WARNING ✰ pure smut. tehehehehehe!
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Bangchan
It all started with a dream. A dream in which a combination everything he adores about you, and every beautiful memory the two of you have shared thus far engulfed him in his sleep. He woke up so extremely hard, although the dream itself was innocent, which he truthfully felt guilty for. However, it wasn’t enough guilt to stop his prerogative. He slowly begins to leave his dream state and grabs his phone that he now realizes didn’t charge. He had enough juice to slip you a quick call, though.
“You okay, baby?” Your voice is raspy and barely audible, which shows Chan that you too, had also just woke up. Your fluffy white duvet is hiding half of your face, and it makes him a tad bit sad because he loves how puffy your face is in the morning.
“Yeah. I’m sorry for the early call. I just wanted to tell you that you’re so beautiful.”
He knows you’re going to laugh and protest that he must have done something wrong to tell such a lie, and that’s exactly what you say.
“Don’t laugh.” He chuckles. “I’m being serious. You’re perfect, love. You’re so…” He pretends to ponder, although he already knows what his next words will be, “…precious.” He finishes. “And truthfully, it’s taking every fiber in my being to not come to your house right now and show you how perfect you are, but I’m trying to refrain.”
He failed.
His hands now find themselves buried deep in your panties, and he can tell with the look of utter confusion on your features, although it’s mixed with pleasure, that you’re questioning what you did to deserve this. That’s okay though, because he loves the way you become so…submissive when he tells you how genuinely amazing you are.
“Don’t look at me like that princess. You know you deserve this. You’ve been doing such a good job at work. You’ve been so patient with me. You never complain no matter how busy I am.” His finger tips continue to rub your pearl in a circular motion, just the way you like. You’re practically grinding into his hand—this part of foreplay always turning you on so intensely.
“You’re literally fucking perfect.” He growls. “From head to toe. And you’re all mine, aren’t you sweetheart?” He interrogates. He slaps your pearl lightly before continuing to work magic with his middle and ring finger. “I don’t even deserve you, or your pretty c**t.”
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Felix
Felix adores you to the deepest depths of your being. This includes the way you whined and cried for him while he teased you viciously. That's why you're lying on your back; this is the seventh time Felix has let your org*sm creep up on you, only to remove your vibrator from your cl*t and throw it on the bed.
You look absolutely stunning right now. Every part of your body is glistening, and your bedroom is filled with the scent of desperation, all thanks to your pu*** that is pooling. Felix cannot take his eyes off of you and it’s driving you insane because you know you’re on his time, right now. You could lift yourself up and try to press your lips to his, but he would simply push you back on the bed, adding more time to your edging, which is the last thing you want to do.
Felix leans forward, simultaneously chuckling. You feel the vibration from the sound as his nose connects to yours. He’s staring into your soul, fully clothed, yet you’re bare.
“You’re such a good girl, Y/N.” He growls, his smile mocking. His lips gently press against yours; it's beautiful and filled with the love you know he'll give you when you've came enough times to his liking. “The best girl.” He emphasizes as he places his member at your entrance. You’re soaked and ready for him, so it’s nothing for him to slide into your body. His hands immediately wrap themselves around your neck lightly, and he slowly begins to make himself at home inside you.
You're at a loss for words because you expected him to wreck you, but he didn't. His strokes are delicate, with inches feverishly throbbing. He clearly wants to move faster, and so do you, but he isn't. Why?
“Look, baby.” He instructs, looking down at where your bodies are currently connecting. “You see how well you’re taking me right now? Do you see how wet you are?”
You admire the site as requested, and it’s driving you closer and closer to your finish line you had been desperately waiting for.
“My baby,” Felix’s Aussie accent is thick with admiration and lust. "I wish you could see yourself right now." His thumb presses on your cl*t, causing the both of you to moan - him, due to him succumbing to your wetness, and you for obvious reasons. "You're so fucking beautiful. You're always so wet for me." He growls. The praise is causing you to practically collapse, which in turn fuels Felix to continue as he continues to stroke as a consistent pace.
"Who's the prettiest girl in the world, hm? You know it's you right?"
"Look at you...taking this di** like the good girl you are for me. And after such a long day too? You know I'm going to reward you."
"Fuck, you feel so good. I'm swimming, baby."
"Mhm. Grab my ass and help me f*** you good. Show me who's boss, baby."
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feelbokkie · 11 months
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genre: fluff drabble, slight crack
pov: 2nd person
description: Felix may or may have not taught your child how to swear like a true Aussi. (i was having brain rot for this specific scenario after a talk about hyunlix's bby and I literally could not work on anything else until I wrote it out)
pairing: dad!Felix x reader
warnings: aggressive swearing (c*nt)
word count: 172
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"Felix, my love, please tell me why I found our 3-year-old playing alone in her room calling her stuffed duck a 'fucking cunt?'" You ask, walking into the kitchen where Felix was making lunch for the three of you. You set the laundry basket on the floor and walk up next to him. Felix lets out a hearty laugh.
"Maybe Sir Quacks-a-Lot was being a fucking cunt?" He chuckles.
"It's not funny. She's 3 and has the mouth of a sailor!" You softly slap his arm.
"It's kind of funny. I swear she's not that bad though." He finishes putting the food on the plates and starts taking it to the table.
"Oh for fuck's sake," You hear a tiny voice say from down the hall. You turn to Felix and and quirk an eyebrow, crossing your arms.
"To be fair, I thought she had her headphones on." He sheepishly smiles.
"Uh huh... Lovebug! Come say goodbye to daddy! He's going to spend some time at Uncle Channie's for a time out."
Buy me a coffee?
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tasteleeknow · 1 year
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Hear me out— dry humping with submissive Felix, with your fingers in his mouth as you feel him cumming for you in his pants.
smut below cut. 18+ only.
"Someone—someone might c-come in," he stutters against your mouth, hands gripping your waist.
"Mm, they might. You'll have to stay quiet, won't you baby?" you whisper back before nibbling his lower lip gently.
You'd pushed him into a cupboard in the practice room. The expression he'd made as you'd caught him off guard was adorable. You loved the way he'd act all shy before submitting to you, letting you work him up to his high. He'd thank you after, over and over again—like he owed you the world when all you'd done was get him off. He was everything.
The cupboard is cramped, not meant fit two people inside. Not meant to fit one person inside. You're pressed up against each other, your warm breath mingling. "I think you should get yourself off, angel," you whisper.
"Here?"
You press yourself into him more, hips pressed together. "Mm, here. For me?" you ask sweetly, stroking your fingers up and down his arms lightly.
He blinks quickly a few times then goes to reach into his sweats. You grab his wrist. "No, no touching." He frowns, confused. You wrap his arm around your waist again then roll your hips against him. "Like this, baby."
He moves each hand down to your ass. Then he starts. So obedient. He pulls your lower body against him hard as he grinds against you—brows furrowed in concentration. He was usually noisy, whimpering and groaning as he worked himself up. But he couldn't do that here.
You kiss him again, wrapping your arms around his neck. A small sound escapes his throat. "Shhhh," you coo, fingers playing with his hair. He groans into your mouth lowly.
"Can't," he gasps out, rutting against you faster.
"Can't be quiet? Need my help?"
He hums. You pull one arm from around his neck then trace your fingers down from his temple, across his jawline, to his lips. They are slightly parted, small sounds escaping them. You press two fingers between them. "Suck," you instruct. He does. Always so good. "Don't stop, not until you finish—gotta keep you quiet."
He looks into your eyes, his cheeks so flushed you can see the tinge of pink in the dark cupboard. It's cracked open a little, enough for you to hear if anyone enters the room.
You watch his face as he sucks—his warm tongue wetting your fingers. "Good boy," you whisper. That does it for him, rutting into you hard one more time as he comes into his sweats. You pull your fingers from his mouth then push in again, fucking his mouth slowly a few times.
"Thank you," he whispers when you're done. You kiss him softly before pulling back to push the cupboard door wide open. He scrunches his eyes closed, eyes needing to readjust to the bright lights.
You step out just as Minho enters the room. He looks over at Felix standing in the cupboard, the wet patch on his grey sweats perfectly visible. He smirks at you then looks at Felix.
"Practice going well, then?"
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lonelystczennie · 6 months
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“Can I?”
Felix x Plus Size Reader
Summary: You and Felix’s friendship takes a surprising turn one night when he decides to show you how beautiful he thinks you are.
Word count: 1.5k
Warnings: 18+ mdni, reader and Lix are a lil tipsy, mentions of body insecurities, Lix is obsessed with readers chest and stomach, groping, nipple play, titty fucking, not proofread
A/N: I don’t even remember when I wrote this exactly, but it’s been in my drafts too long, so here. This is my first attempt at smut, so I’m sorry if it’s eh(lmk if I should try a part 2?)
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“Alright Lixie, come on, bedtime.” You said, carefully shuffling your friend down the hall to your room.
The two of you had been out to dinner with some friends, Felix having a few more drinks than usual and quickly gaining a rosy tint to his face, asking you if he could stay at your place rather than risk going home on his own, which you’d agreed to without a second thought.
It was something that had become more than a regular occurrence for the both of you over the course of your friendship, crashing at each other places when you were too tired or otherwise inhibited.
Once in your room, you released your hold on him, letting him flop down onto the bed with a giggle.
“Your bed’s always so comfy.” He said, snuggling down happily into the blankets.
“I’m glad you think so.” You grinned, finding his behavior endearing. Felix always had this bright and happy energy, but when he drank it seemed to go into overdrive, any walls and self-consciousness he held coming down.
“G’night lix.” You whispered, smoothing his hair before turning to leave, planning to sleep on the sofa instead, but he quickly sat back up, grabbing for your hands but missed, catching the hem of your shirt instead.
“Noo, stay with me, please?” He whined, looking up at you with sad eyes.
“Lix, you need to sleep.” You said.
“I’d sleep better with you here.” He pouted, making you bite your lip, trying to hide a grin. It wasn’t like it was the first time you’d shared each other's space like this, Lix was such a naturally affectionate person, it was easy for you to fall into the same behavior, finding immense comfort in his touch. He was so cute when he got like this, clingy, needy. “Please?”
You debated for a second, before relenting. “Fine.”
“Yay!” He beamed before sliding over, making room for you in the slightly too small bed. You may have cuddled together plenty of times before, but you couldn’t help the feelings of self-consciousness that lingered as you settled next to him, folding your arms across your stomach out of habit in an attempt to hide yourself. An action that apparently did not go unnoticed by him.
“Why do you always do that?” He asked, watching you with curious eyes.
“Do what?”
“Hide your stomach.” He pouted.
“Because it’s not nice to look at.” You said plainly, wanting to end the conversation quickly.
“That’s not true!” He exclaimed, sitting up again to look at you. “I like it! It’s so cute and soft, I love how it feels when we hug.”
He reached for your hands, but hesitated, glancing up at you for permission before touching you.
You nodded, curiosity overriding your insecurity.
He gently pulled your hands away before replacing them with his own, gently trailing along your sides and caressing the dips and rises of your tummy.
“See? It’s so soft and warm, it’s so pretty, you’re so pretty.” He said almost to himself, making your heart do a tiny sumersault.
“Can I lay on it?” He asked, looking up at you
Your immediate reflex was to say no, but the way he was looking at you with such adoration and the warmth of his touch made you relent again. “Okay.”
He carefully shifted around until he could rest on his side, looking up at you, letting out a deep sigh as his eyes fell close, nuzzling his cheek against the plushness of your belly.
“Comfy?” You asked, slightly amused by the look of utter contentment on his face.
“Mhm.” He smiled up at you dreamily, making you chuckle. “Are you?”
“Yeah, I am.” You admitted. It felt really nice having him close like this, feeling his breath fan across your abdomen as you fell into a comfortable silence, his hand coming up to gently trace patterns across your ribcage, his fingers trailing dangerously close to the underside of your chest.
“I bet you tits are soft.” He said, more so thinking out loud than trying to initiate anything, but it made your breath hitch either way.
“You wanna find out?” You asked, surprising yourself with how even your voice sounded despite your nerves.
He looked up at you, eyes wide with surprise. “Can I?”
This was a critical moment for your relationship, you were both hyper aware, teetering on the line between friends and something else, one that you’d been toeing for far too long, and that you couldn’t exactly come back from if crossed.
Not breaking eye contact, you nodded.
His hands ghosted up the sides of your breasts slowly, cupping one in each hand gently before kneading them experimentally, making you let out a small sigh, eyes falling shut.
“Does that feel good?” He asked, slightly breathless.
“Mhm, your hands are warm.” You hummed, pressing up into his touch.
“You’re not wearing a bra.” He noted, adjusting himself to better access your chest so that he was laying partially on top of you.
"I don't like wearing them to sleep. They're uncomfy." You sighed.
He continued toying with your breasts for a minute, eliciting the occasional pleased sound from you, when suddenly you let out a small giggle.
“What’s so funny?” He asked, smirking up at you.
“You kinda remind me of a cat, the way they knead things with their paws.” You jumped as he suddenly pinched one of your nipples, making you let out a yelp.
“Mean kitty.” You glared at him as he chuckled.
“I’m sorry, can I kiss it better?” He asked, voice dropping slightly, making your stomach do a little flip.
Biting your lip, you nodded.
He slowly trailed your shirt up, pausing at the top of your ribcage and glancing up at you once more for confirmation before he finally freed your chest.
“Shit.” He breathed, almost unconsciously as his gaze trailed over the expanse of exposed skin, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on breast and then the other, making you squirm slightly beneath him. He was trying to pace himself and move slowly, but quickly lost out to his own desire, growing more intense as he trailed wet, open mouth kisses everywhere across your chest before sucking your nipple into his mouth, making you arch into him involuntarily.
“Lix,” You whined, your own hands having found their way into his hair and earning a low groan from him as you tugged on the blonde strands.
“So fucking pretty,” He purred, lips dragging up your neck before trailing back down to your chest. ”Wanted to tell you so many times how gorgeous I think you are.”
“Why didn’t you?” You managed to ask.
“I have no fucking clue.” He laughed, his breath against you damp skin making you shiver.
You were well aware of the growing bulge in his pants that was pressed against your thigh as he drooled over your chest, making the heat between your legs throb with need.
“Fuck, I wanna-” He caught himself, worried that his request might be go going too far too quickly.
“You wanna fuck them?” You asked, practically able to read his mind.
He looked up at you, mouth hanging open as he breathed unsteadily. “Can I? Please?”
You nodded.
He quickly scrambled to rid himself of his bottoms, nearly falling off the bed in his haste, cock springing free and causing your thighs to clench at the sight.
He carefully positioned himself over you, straddling your waist and staring down as if you were the most divine being he’d ever seen. “Are you sure about this?” He asked.
“I’m sure, Lixie.” You nodded again, pressing your tits together for him before letting a trail of saliva drip down onto them from your mouth.
“Holy shit.” He mumbled as he watched you in disbelief, before letting his length slip between your breasts, letting out a low, shaking groan as your warmth enveloped him.
He started out slow, thrusting experimentally, reveling in the feel of your skin against his, but his pace quickly began to increase as he started to get lost in pleasure, chasing his release.
“Wanna fuck you. Wanted to fuck you for so long.” He panted, gripping the headboard above you for support. You angled your head down, letting your tongue loll down to lick his tip each time it peaked out from between your tits.
“Fuck, Y/n.” He whimpered, his face screwed up in pleasure as he loomed over you. You could swear you’d never seen a more beautiful sight in your entire life.
Felix, falling to pieces, because of you.
“‘M gonna cum.” He warned, strokes getting sloppy.
“Cum for me, Lix, wanna feel it.” You whined, pressing your tits together more, tightening them around him.
“Shit, don’t, fuck, I’m-!” He rambled before cumming with a broken, drawn out moan, pulling back to paint your chest and stomach with streaks of white.
“F-fuck.” He stammered, shaking as he slid sideways off you, watching with hooded eyes as you gathered some of his release on your fingers and brought it to your lips for a taste.
“You’re gonna be the death of me.” He said unsteadily.
“You’re welcome.” You teased, sitting up and cleaning up his mess with your ruined shirt, before he was pressing you back against the mattress.
“Now, it’s your turn.”
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Beach Day | Lee Felix
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Summary: you and your husband!Felix (+2 kids) go out to the beach for a family adventure
Warnings: none
Notes: I'm obsessed with beach Felix
"Did you put sunblock on her already?" You questioned your husband, glancing at your daughter who was running towards the waves, her floaties making it difficult to move her arms as she did so.
Felix confirms he had already prepped her for the harsh sun rays that seemed to be already wearing you out. "Nothing can stop her now that she's already here," he laughs.
You turn to watch him situate the baby in his arms so he could also put sunscreen on him. "Did you put on sunblock?"
Felix pauses his movements, shoulders dropping. "No," he admits sheepishly.
Your hand reaches to fix the hat on your son's head so it covers his eyes more. "C'mere, I'll help you out."
Your husband sits the baby upright on the blanket before maneuvering to sit in front of you, handing you the sunscreen bottle. You start to lather on his back, making sure to get his neck underneath his hair, knowing he burns easily. You could already imagine the complaints had he forgotten to protect his own skin, prioritizing the kids.
The wind was slightly kissing your skin that morning, the sun out and shining brightly. The ocean's scent filled your senses and you took a deep breath to take it all in. You sat snugly underneath an umbrella, a picnic basket full of snacks and drinks on your left, your son and some toys on your right side. When Felix left your side, he was immediately down by the water with your daughter, helping her attempt to build a muddy castle.
You smiled softly, wanting to keep this moment in your mind forever. It was a wonderful day out for a last minute family adventure; one Felix had spontaneously sprung upon you when you woke that morning. The laughter in the distance, the comfort sound of the waves crashing, all being taken into your mind for a memory to look back at. Still, you attempted to relish in the current feeling, leaning over to grab your son from the blanket.
After changing him into a comfortable swim outfit, you started to head down to the water with your husband and daughter. They were already deep into making the muddy castle, toes dug into the sand and looks of concentration on their faces. Immediately, they allowed you to join to help create a better tower.
"Here, why don't we use a mix of dry and wet sand to help it stick better?" You encouraged, grabbing an empty pail to fill with dry sand.
Your daughter happily took the offering, cupping the wet sand in her little hands, throwing the scoops into the pail. When she turned the bucket over and removed it, the castle stood strong beneath it. Her face lit up at the sight, clapping her hands together quickly before racing to get more dry sand to continue building.
Felix's attention had moved to your son. "Do you want to go for a swim, babe? I can stay here."
You squinted your eyes to look at him, the sun blocking your view. "Yeah, I could go for a swim. Do you want me to take one of the kids?"
He shook his head. "No, I got them. They want to play anyway."
Agreeing with him, you started to walk into the water, going only a little ways in to float around. You turned around to be able to see your lovely family happily work on their sand kingdom. Their sweet smiles and cheers of joy had you grinning ear to ear, the sight truly making your heart happy.
Your eyes focused on your husband, the way his blond hair stuck to the back of his neck. It wasn't yet wet, still fluffy and blowing in the wind, his hands occasionally pushing it back from his face. You watched him lightly bounce your child in his lap, moving his position occasionally as he worked on the castles too. The way his skin gleamed under the sun reminded you of the many freckles you would see later that afternoon when you returned home. Every little thing about him still gave you butterflies.
After a while of switching back and forth between the sand and the water, the kids became tired and wanted to go home. Felix helped you pack up your things, throwing the umbrella holder over his shoulder and tugging along the cooler tub. Your daughter still wanted to hold his hand, despite him obviously carrying a lot of items, and it made him smile brightly and immediately grasp her hand in his.
"Can we get ice cream daddy?" She asks suddenly, glancing up at him and fluttering her eye lashes.
You attempted to hold back your laugh, noticing how well she had Felix wrapped around her finger. "You haven't had lunch yet, sweetheart."
Your husband's eyes met yours. "It is a special day," he reminds you, almost pleading for your compromise.
Sighing, you agreed to have a frozen treat before lunch. "Daddy's paying though," you teased, quickly running forward towards the car so you couldn't be caught with Felix's distraught eyes.
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hanichani · 7 months
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Pairing: felix x gn!reader
Genre: fluff, idol!au
Summary: felix loves giving you ponytails
Warnings: reader is considered to have hair long enough to make ponytails, sorry to all the babies that can't do that with their hair
Word count: 523
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felix tying your hair up whenever he remembers.
one day he thought about how all the stays love it when the guys sport cute little ponytails and he thought…oh my god, how cute would this look on my already cute partner. so, the next time he saw you, he was ready with two little rubber bands and the patience of a single mom.
he came over one night to find you watching a movie on the couch, your hair not styled in any particular way. perfect. this boy straight up sprinted to you which you took as him being excited to see you because that’s usually how he got around you. but this time he didn’t give you his usual kiss and hello. he straddled your lap and his hands started brushing your hair out of your face. safe to say you were a bit weirded out by the chick’s unusual greeting. nonetheless, your palms went to rest on his thighs, fingers drawing little shapes on his clothed skin.
“hi lix?” you said, almost as a question but his eyes stayed on your hair and he just mumbled a quick “hi baby.”
you didn’t understand what was going on, but you’ve learned by now that sometimes it’s better not to ask so you just let him do his thing.
he continued playing with your hair (at least that’s what you thought was happening) in an oddly systematic manner. after a while you heard the sound of a rubber band being wrapped around your hair and it clicked.
when he was done playing hairstylist, he leaned back and examined his work.
his smile grew wide when he saw how incredibly adorable you looked with the two (poorly done) ponytails.
“are you done?” your question and your hands squeezing his thighs got his attention. he giggled and climbed off your lap suddenly running out of the living room. you were very confused at this point but then again, this is just what felix did sometimes.
you heard some shuffling and then he was back with the disposable camera you owned, telling you to pose for a picture.
after that was done, he sat down next to you and took your hand in his, playing with your fingers. “you’re so cute.” he said when you turned to face him. you laughed in response, muttering a small “thank you.”
it was quiet for a bit, you two looking at each other, the long-forgotten movie playing in the background and then felix spoke again. “almost as cute as hyunjin with his hair up.” he said with a smug smile on his face which made you gasp dramatically. your body fell on top his, tickling him mercilessly. “you take that back right now, I’m way cuter.” your shouting could be heard mixed with felix’s uncontrollable laughter.
and from that day on, felix would carry those rubber bands on his finger like a ring and he would tie your hair up whenever he remembered. anytime he did, he would end up gushing about how cute you were and you both knew he always found you way more adorable than hyunjin.
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a/n: giving you a little fluff during kinktober hehe. also, I reached 100 followers which is so fun to me so I was thinking I could do a little something? like a little prompt event maybe... if you'd like that, please lmk!
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astayinwonderland · 3 months
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I never recovered from Felix hard thoughts.
Oooh you need more hard thoughts on Felix??? Was that the message? Don’t worry. I got you, hun.
Wanna call me cute again? | Lee Felix | +18 ~ MDNI
a/n: I see Felix wanting to be seen as hot and sexy rather than just cute… thoughts have been thought— also… this is pure ✨fiction✨ enjoy! ;)
“You wanna call me cute again?” his low-pitched voice acting like an aphrodisiac itself as he is buried so deep in you there is no way to think in anything other than him.
Felix’s hand reaches your cheek to lightly tap it. Your eyes finally open to look into his.
His blonde hair sticks to his forehead as he mercilessly pounds into you.
“Mmm— f-f-uck… Felix,” you mutter under your breath as your tits bounce, him fucking you so good you feel you are going to break.
Tears already threatening to roll down your cheeks while his cock drills into you like his life depends on it. He needs you to know how fucked up he is for you. Pleasure coursing through your entire body, his thick length bringing you to the peak of your sexual rapture.
“Wanna call me cute, baby?” his thumb presses on your clit now, fast circles making your heart pound so fast you scream his name again and again.
“Felix… you— youu— so good, so hot, so fucking hot!”
He adoringly smiles at your fucked out state. Yes, he is hot and fucking sexy just for you. All that flirting with the other is to get your attention. Flashing his abs? He just wants you to lick him up and down like a lollipop. Felix could catch on fire, fuelled in desire for you.
“I— cuming…fuck!” your body trembles under him. Legs shaking as he continues fucking you, triggering his own orgasm which hits him like a truck. Eyes rolled back and a high pitched cry.
“Where did my cute Lixxie go?” you ask breathlessly.
Felix pulls you into a kiss.
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shuniverse · 1 year
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lean on me ,, l.f
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🧷 I really need some Felix comfort right now. I’m just tired and I love this man so much, like he’s been one of my ults since I got back into kpop and there hasn’t been a thing that’s pulled me away from him. he deserves the world <3
📁 after a rough day, all you want to do is lay down and let out your frustrations any way you can, and felix is there to help you
🎐 emotional and unstable reader ;; SH mention ;; reader breaks down ;; hurt/comfort (fluffy ending <3) ;; lowercase intended ;; gn!reader ;;
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you burst into yours and felix’s shared apartment, dried tears staining your cheeks as you throw your bag down, sniffling. marching your way to the kitchen, you’re just scrounging around for any semblance of comfort food, whether that be mac & cheese, some cookies, gummies, anything.
you yell in frustration as you find none of these items, and you don’t even register that your boyfriend has walked out of your shared bedroom, concerned and tired, hearing all the commotion from outside the thin walls of the apartment. when he finds you, you’re hunched over the kitchen island, sniffling into your hands which are holding up your head, which feels so heavy.
your new tears are falling onto the island, small strangled sobs leaving your lips.
today had been a stressful one, working your stupid job at the nearby gas station. a dumb job, but it was all you needed right now to get through your last year of college, just needing the money to be able to suffer through it. but every customer just seemed like they had some stick up their ass, never once thanking you, giving you dirty looks. on top of that, your boss who was supposed to give you at least a bit of a pay raise hadn’t even done that, instead handing you a half eaten candy bar because that’s ‘all he could do at the moment.’
you slam a balled fist down onto the counter top, and flinch when you feel a familiar hand press gently against your back.
his deep voice lulls you away from your hands, and you gaze up at him. “sweetheart? hey- baby what’s wrong?” he gently holds your face, and you practically throw yourself at him, your head burying into his chest, your now full sobs wracking your ribs, tears staining his shirt.
felix doesn’t say anything, only whispering quiet hushes as his ringed hands rub up and down your back, and he’s pressing gentle kisses on your head.
after what seems like forever, sobbing into felix’s chest, you finally calm just a bit, at least enough to form coherent words. you’re sniffling uncontrollably, your eyes puffy and red when you look up at felix.
he gently cups your face, kissing your forehead before looking back at you. you’re hiccuping, those kinds of hiccups that seem to linger uncomfortably when you sob. he has a small, sad smile on his lips.
“hey, baby, I’ve got you.” he kisses your nose, your temple, your cheek. “take some deep breaths with me, yeah?”
you nod, shuddering with every hiccup, tears staining your face. with his instructions, you take a deep, slow breath, to the best of your ability, through your nose, then back through your mouth. after about 5 times doing this, your breathing is somewhat regular, with a couple hiccups every now and again.
finally, he picks you up, setting you on the island, gently rubbing your thighs, looking up at your tear stained face. “now, what happened today, honey?”
your tears almost come back again, threatening to well up, but you take another slow breath before finally answering. you spew all your issues from today onto the beautiful man in front of you. you concentrate on his freckles, how they sprinkle over his cheeks. you concentrate on his pretty brown eyes, how they crinkle adorably when he smiles. all of this helping you talk without sobbing more.
he only nods while you vent to him, but frowns when you mention you thought about hurting yourself, to which he takes both of your wrists, kissing them and your hands, and you think you see tears in his eyes as well. it almost makes you cry again, but he rests his head against your chest as you finish your story.
he doesn’t speak at first, somewhat unsure of what to say. but he pulls his head away, looking into your eyes with his own somewhat glossy ones. “you should quit that job, baby. I’ll help you get a new job, a better one. i don’t want you to come home sad like this, not because you have a shitty boss, and have to deal with shitty people.”
you give a sad smile. “but where would I go, lixie?”
he shakes his head, and you feel his thumb rubbing circles onto your thigh. “I don’t know, baby. but we’ll find a place. I can help pay for your college, I don’t want you to do that by yourself. you should quit your job. I’ll help you pay for college, I’ll help you find a better job. we’ll get through this together, I know we will.”
his eyes are glossing up more, and you can tell he’s trying not to cry, but the way his lip trembles and his voice shakes gives him away. you wrap your arms around him, holding his trembling frame close. “lixie, you don’t have to-“
“no!” his shaky voice makes you jump, and he’s immediately rubbing your back as an apology, lowering his voice. “no, honey, I want to. I want you to finish out college, and I-im wiling to do the whatever it takes. o-okay?”
you pull him back, and a tear has fallen down his cheek. “lixie..”
he kisses you, it’s gentle and soft. you gently cup his face, kissing back. you pull away after a bit. “lixie, there’s no need to cry.. it’s okay- really.”
he pouts, seemingly making his lip tremble more. “I-I’m sorry, but.. you’re so hurt, and.. and you said you thought about h-hurting yourself, and I.. I don’t want that for you. It hurts me to know that you could’ve potentially harmed yourself.. I-I don’t want to lose you.”
you sigh, shakily. “Lix.. the good thing is that I didn’t, right? I’m still here. I just wasn’t in a good headspace.. I wouldn’t- I wouldn’t do that, not when I have you to look forward to when I leave that shitty job.”
he looks at you through his lashes, and he rests his head on your chest again. you play with his hair, and he’s got a firm grip on you. you feel a small pool of wetness on your shirt, and you realize he’s crying. you pull him away, holding his face, and kiss him. you’re on the verge of sobbing again.
you pull away and look at his teary eyes, his own tears running down his freckled cheeks. “I’m okay, lix.. I would never leave you, okay? I’ll always be here. I’m so sorry.”
he shakes his head, kissing you again for a second, before pulling away to look at you. “no, no, don’t be sorry. none of this is your fault.” he holds your hands between his own. “we can call and quit in the morning, okay? I don’t want you suffering any longer. let’s.. let’s just go take a bath, alright? a warm one, with a bath bomb. I’ll give you a massage.”
you nod, a soft smile gracing your features, which causes felix to smile in return, and he wipes away his tears. “there’s my baby.” he lifts you up, walking with you to the bathroom, and sets you to sit on the kitchen sink. he starts running the bath water, and looks through the cabinets for one of your favorite bath bombs. it’s your favorite color, and it smells good too.
he kisses your cheek, and helps you undress, kissing every part of exposed skin. it’s a loving gesture, not one of lust, and you love him for it. he always seems to know what you need.
for a second, he’s leaving the bathroom. it makes you worry, until he’s come back with clean, fluffy towels, and pajamas for you and him. it makes you smile.
he helps you down, resting your tired, naked body in the tub. climbing in behind you when he’s fully undressed. he wets your hair with a tall cup filled with the tub’s warm water.
grabbing your shampoo, he’s massaging your scalp, making sure he’s not hurting you.
you hum in contentment, placing your hands on his knees.
after he’s shampooed your hair, your scalp is once again met with the warmth of the bath water, as he helps you wash the shampoo out. he slowly runs his fingers through your hair.
following after the water, he’s applying conditioner, and you don’t recognize the smell, turning to look at felix. he shakes his head, giggling slightly. “it’s okay, baby, I just got some new conditioner.” you cock an eyebrow. “what kind?”
“it’s a different scent, but it has the same functions as your old conditioner. don’t worry, sweetheart, just lemme take care of you, okay?” you nod, and turn your head back around to face the tub faucet, feeling his hands run the conditioner through your hair, and he’s softly scratching your head when he’s done.
letting the conditioner work it’s magic, he turns you around, so your whole body is facing him. “gonna let me wash you, honey?”
you nod for what seems to be the billionth time this evening, and he giggles, slowly and gently pulling you closer, grabbing a loofah and lathering it with your body wash, and he starts rubbing it, gently, on your body. you lean your forehead against his, and giggle when he reaches your lower regions. you spread your legs, and he washes the insides of your thighs before grabbing different lotion for your privates, making sure he’s careful with it.
it’s nothing new, feeling his hands down there, but this feels more intimate, more love filled. you sigh, and he moves his hands away when he deems you clean enough, and grabs the loofah to clean the rest of your legs.
when he’s finished, he just holds you close, sighing comfortably as you nuzzle your head against his neck. you start feeling dozy, but felix looks at you and pets your hair. “let’s wash this off, yeah?”
with that, he’s taking the tall cup, using the warm water to rinse off the body wash and conditioner.
you realize he didn’t clean himself, and you turn around after he’s finished. “here, lemme return the favor, lixie.”
he smiles, nodding, and refills the cup with more warm water, and rinses off the suds on your loofah.
you return every sweet gesture he’s done for you, gently massaging his scalp with the hair products, and lathering his body with his own body wash. he sits comfortably, letting you be on top of him while you work.
after you’re both cleaned up, he stands up, pulling you with him, and grabs a soft towel, drying you off, and wringing the water out of your hair. you step out of the tub, doing the same for him, and he follows suit. you dress each other, and to no surprise he’s given you one of his shirts and some soft pajama pants, with him without a shirt and some sweats that hug loosely around his hips. he looks beautiful.
“and so do you, sweetheart.” you don’t even realize you say that out loud, but his smile seems to make you not care as he replies, and you kiss him. gently. lovingly.
he’s picking you up after draining the bath water, and walks with you to the bedroom, laying you down in your shared bed. he feeds you a couple of your favorite gummies that are on the bedside table, and he gives you a little Bbokari plush to cuddle. finally, he climbs in next to you, kissing your shoulder and where your shoulder meets your neck. you sigh, and turn to lay on your side, facing him as he wraps his arms around your waist, smiling tiredly up at you.
“I love you, sweetheart.”
“I love you more, lixie.”
he smiles, to tired to refute your words, which would normally lead to a little word battle on who loves the other more.
after some gentle kisses from the both of you, you’re slowly drifting off to sleep.
you’ll call your boss in the morning, quitting your job. it may only take days to find another, maybe weeks, months even.
but as long as you’ve got felix, you don’t feel like you would have a problem with that.
with your last little thoughts leaving your head, you drift off to sleep, one arm snuggling Bbokari, the other on felix, your fingers carded through his hair.
as your breathing slows, you almost swear you hear something from felix, a gentle mumble that could go unnoticed by anybody.
..
“..we’ll be married one day, I know it.”
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help I wrote this in one sitting, in a matter of 30-40 minutes. I hope this didn’t suck!
feel free to like and reblog, I greatly appreciate it! stay safe guys <3
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thenewblackcanvas · 7 months
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Ringing
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felix x reader 18+ only, minors dni themes: sexting, hidden intruder, implied stalking, spooky season drabble
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Hearing your phone go off made your heart speed up.
Lately you’d been texting this guy you’d met at a small clothing shop near your apartment.
Felix, handsome and pretty at the same time. Sweeter than sugar and adorable. Yet also so alluring and sexy with a voice that could sound so seductive.
However, you were alone with only thoughts of him in your head currently which led you to text him. You’d started innocent enough but he quickly picked up the vibe you were putting down. You tapped the notification, already clenching your thighs at the message preview.
Felix: ‘Baby are you even sure you could handle what you’re asking for?’ ‘You get red when I look at you, how could you handle me between your legs?’
X: ‘Oh course i could handle it 😫’ ‘🥺I’ve been getting practice in’
Felix: ‘And how is that?’ ‘You had anyone practicing with whats mine?”
You blushed furiously at him basically calling you his.
x: ‘Course not. Just me and my hands thinking about you’ ‘‘But yours huh? 🫣’
Felix:  'Yeah' 'That ok?'
You felt your chest burst with warmth. You could imagine the pink on his cheeks.
X: ‘More than ❤️’
Felix: ‘Good then im yours too’
x: ‘What do you do with whats yours?’
Felix: ‘Depends’
x: ‘On what?’
Felix: ‘On what you thought about when you were practicing’
x: ‘How you would look at me when i’m taking your cock. How i know it would fill me up perfectly.’ ‘How your hands would feel caressing my face before they slide to my neck.’ ‘How your voice would sound when i take you in and you realize how good it feels to finally be inside me the same way i feel finally being fucked by you.’
You kept both hands typing, thighs rubbing together tightly trying to keep up the delicious friction.
‘But mainly how it wasn’t enough’ ‘How my fingers aren’t going to be enough when i know I can have the real thing’ ‘This isn’t enough either’
That was it, you couldn’t stand it anymore. Before you can even hear the ‘sent’ sound, you’re calling him.
Immediately, your blood ran cold: There's a ringing in your apartment.
Possible explanations run through your mind in the seconds that seem to stretch on. 
But as he picks up, the ringing stops. 
You hear nothing on the other end for a few seconds then a deep chuckle. “Guess I’m found out.”
spooky season 2023
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Felix + focus
(this is actually written by @keepswingin, who gained access to my blog for five minutes and decided she wanted my prompts list)
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It's bad luck, and you know it's bad luck, but you can't stop yourself from sneaking across the hall as soon as nobody is looking. You close the door as quietly as possible behind you and turn around, fully prepared to tease your husband to be, only to find him standing before the mirror, shakily adjusting his tie.
Felix is muttering to himself as he struggles with keeping his hands steady, smoothing them down the sides of his pants, once, twice, three times, and then he catches your eye in the mirror, and he freezes, and something about it reminds you of a deer caught between bright headlights.
"Sorry," you giggle, approaching him with your heart thumping wildly in your chest because this is actually happening, and he's going to be what you wake up next to every morning, and those hands will help you cook dinner and those eyes will look at you and call you beautiful and - and you're getting carried away. "I couldn't wait." 
You reach out for his hand as soon as you're close enough, twining your fingers together. You can still feel him shake despite it, and the small smile he gives you is wobbly at the corners, and his eyes are crinkled in that anxious way that he claims he doesn't do, and you tug him closer, reaching your other hand up to curl around his cheek. 
"Hey," you whisper, his eyes catching yours. "You're okay. Everything's okay. Focus. Focus on me." You press your forehead against his and hear his chest stutter with a long exhale. "I'm right here." 
"I'm sorry," he says as soon as he's able to, blinking fast. Leave it to him to apologize over things that don't require one. "I was just - my mom left to go find something, and I was standing here alone and I just got to thinking and then I - " Another breath, this one calmer than the last. "I just don't want to mess anything up. On our day." 
"You could never ruin our day," you tell him, and then your smile grows because you can't help yourself and he knows how you are. "Even if you did, I'd still treasure it all the same." 
It does work in dragging a laugh out of him, genuine and carefree. "You're going to make me worry all over again," he throws back gently, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "You're beautiful, by the way." 
"Can you still act surprised when you see me walk out? My mom already threatened me," you ask, and then his lips pull into a smile you'll never forget as he moves closer, lips brushing lightly against your own. 
"My mom threated me too," he admits quietly, and then he's kissing you, and you can't help but wonder how any of this could ever be bad luck when it's the luckiest you've ever felt. 
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elise ‧₊˚✩彡 lee felix
brother’s best friend!lee felix x reader. genre — fluff. just fluff. so much fluff wc — 1471 words. about — in which you and felix are just hopelessly in love with each other. note — a drabble for my 4k event! the song is elise by the greeting committee
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“I’m outside,” the text reads.
It doesn’t matter that you get this variation of text almost every night. You’ll squeal every time. You’ll grab the hoodie by your coat rack and put it on, then sneak out through your window every time. You’ll get in his car and kiss him hello every time. Every single time. You’re weak for him and he knows it — loves it. Felix loves the way you’ll get into his car with a sheepish smile, grinning even more when you spot him smiling up at you too. 
You couldn’t be happier to climb out of your window, his sweatshirt hugging your body and providing you warmth. With one foot already outside the window, you look back to your door to double-check the door lock. You nod once you see that it’s already locked, proceeding to climb out to the tree beside your window, careful as to not make any noise.
You’re not supposed to be outside after dinner. A curfew your family have set for you — the princess of the family. You’ve argued multiple times with your mother about the curfew set, saying that it’s unfair that Hyunjin, your older brother’s curfew is one hour later than yours — which your mother has argued back by saying that he’s older than you, albeit only a year older. It’s annoying, being a college student with an overprotective family. 
Hence why you sneak out every time Felix wants to take you out on a midnight drive. For one, it’s past your curfew and secondly, you’re not supposed to be dating Felix — your brother’s best friend. Dating is already one thing, you’re still Hyunjin’s five-year-old little sibling in his eyes, but dating his best friend? If he finds out, his head would probably fall off from whiplash. 
“Hi,” you softly greet him as soon as you open his car door, “I missed you.”
“Hello there,” he greets back, turning to face you, “climb in, pretty.” 
One of his hands stays on his steering wheel, the other on his gear stick. Felix’s brown hair is messy, the side of his face glowing from the street lamp he parked his car under. You can see his freckles better under the fluorescent light, you have to hold back from immediately grabbing his face and littering kisses on each freckle. Not that he’d mind if you did.
You climb into the car, shutting the door close behind you. No time is wasted as you inch closer to kiss his cheek, earning a satisfied sigh from him. Like routine, he then drives off to somewhere else — somewhere none of your family members can catch you being outside past your curfew, somewhere Hyunjin won’t catch you making out with his best friend in the backseat of a BMW.
“You look so pretty,” Felix says the moment the two of you are seated in the backseat.
It’s cold. And dark — but none of that mattered when you’re with Felix. A paper bag of McDonalds sits on the front passenger seat as the two of you sit at the back, holding onto each other for dear life. Felix is glued onto your side, his head resting at the side of your neck. You can smell his coconut shampoo, his cologne and vanilla ice cream — he reeks of familiarity and you love it. You love everything about him, from the constellation-shaped freckles on his complexion to the depth of his voice as he speaks love mantras into your skin. 
“You’re prettier,” you whisper back, as if he would break if you were any louder, “I don’t know what it is but you look extra prettier at night.” 
He laughs. The sound makes you want to weep. 
“That’s so back-handed, baby. It’s like you’re saying I’m pretty when you can’t see me well.”
You scoff, “that’s not what I mean! It’s just. . . the night light makes you glow in a different way. Or maybe it’s because you always have messy hair at night. . . it’s cute.”
Felix hums, then takes your hand into his. The moment he feels how cold your skin is, he clasps another hand on top of yours, warming it up by brushing them together. You take it as an opportunity to inch impossibly closer to his body, to the point where all you could smell is his coconut shampoo. He leans back against your body, before dropping your hand to wrap an arm around your waist.
“How has your mother never caught you sneaking out, hm?”
“No idea. Guess the world’s just on my side lately.”
“The things you do for me, love,” he chuckles, “love you so much. You know that, right?”
“I know. You’re worth everything ever, Lix.”
He feels like crying at the statement. But he doesn’t — instead, he closes the gap between you two with a kiss. A needy kiss. A hurried kiss. A kiss which screams his desperation and his love for you, one that’s breathless and passionate. 
“Love you, love you so much,” he chants between kisses, having to pull away so often from his eagerness.
You pull away after a while, resting your forehead against his. 
“You’ll be the death of me, Lix, swear to god.”
“Mm,” he hums, “hey. Wanna do something a little crazy?”
“Depends on how crazy it is,” you raise an eyebrow, “what do you have in mind?”
God, the things you do for him.
Upon parking his car somewhere secluded — far away from your family’s peripheral vision, you two end up climbing into the comfort of your bedroom. Felix’s idea of something crazy is letting him stay over for a night at your house, knowing full well that you’re dead if you get caught. Especially if it’s your brother who catches the two of you — you shudder at the thought of him questioning Felix’s intentions or some sappy shit like that. 
“You haven’t made your bed from last time,” Felix points out, “the side I slept on is still messy.”
He plops down onto the bed, causing it to bounce a little. The last time you didn’t follow your family on a vacation, you had invited Felix to sleep over. It was roughly a week ago, and you haven’t made his side of the bed ever since. You left it messy, serving as a reminder that he once laid there, tangled in your sheets and your limbs. You like it that way.
“Mm,” you hum, taking off your sweatshirt and hanging it on your coat rack, “makes me think of you every night.”
Your boyfriend’s gaze softens at your statement.
“You know, if we get caught, it’s all your fault.”
He shrugs, “so? What are you going to do then? Spank me?”
“Ha-ha. Very funny, Yongbok.”
He laughs at your eye roll, before patting his side, inviting you.
“Come on, lay with me.”
You do as he says, falling onto your bed and into his arm. Your breath fans against his skin when you hide your face in the crook of his neck, your voice low as you start a conversation. 
It’s meaningless pillow talk, yet meaningful at the same time.  He knows he won’t remember the entire conversation tomorrow, but the small details will definitely stick. Details like what you saw at a jewellery store which you really liked, and a song that has been stuck in your brain lately. 
Something about your company makes him sleepy. In a good way — not in a way where you bore him, absolutely not — but in a way where Felix feels entirely comfortable around you. He could strip himself off any shield and let you see him in all his vulnerability, but he knows it’ll be okay. That he’s safe. The sound of your voice talking about something along the lines of a tv show you’ve been hooked on all week slowly lulls him to sleep. Soon, he could feel his eyelids getting heavy.
“Lix?” you look up at his face, “sleepy?”
“Yeah,” he replies absent-mindedly, “let’s sleep.”
“Okay,” you utter, getting up to turn off the lights. A few groans elicit from his lips when you slip out of his grip, which you chuckle at. One thing you’ve learned about Felix is that he gets especially needy when sleepy.
“Come to bed quickly,” he demands, “want you.”
“Trying my best here, baby.”
“You know I love you a lot, right?” you hear him speak the moment you get back into the duvets beside him.
You could only hum, too overwhelmed by adoration to reply with full sentences. The duvet shifts as Felix adjusts his body to get closer to your figure. His eyes are still shut, breathing steadily and whispering absent-mindedly. 
“So thankful I’ve got you,” the brunette whispers again, “you make my hard days easier, pretty.”
With a chaste kiss onto your lips, Felix falls asleep. 
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