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popyeojin · 7 days ago

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Passionate Attacks: Stray Kids' reactions to their S/O suddenly kissing them

Bang Chan

You quietly entered the apartment after a long day, not saying a word as you made your way towards him. Without warning, you straddled his lap, your hands gliding over his chest and shoulders, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. His warmth was intoxicating, and before he could react, you pressed your lips to his in a passionate kiss.

Chris gasped in surprise, his hands instinctively wrapping around your waist. “Someone’s been missing me,” he murmured against your lips, soft giggles escaping him. His eyes twinkled with amusement as he looked up at you, but his teasing tone faltered when you leaned in again, kissing him slowly and teasingly, your lips brushing lightly against his while your hands roamed down to his arms, feeling the strength in them before moving back to his chest.

He let out a soft sigh, his hand sliding to your back as he pulled you closer, his thumb tracing circles on your skin.

“You know you don’t have to do all this to get my attention, right?” he whispered playfully, his voice low and affectionate.

You could feel his heartbeat quicken under your touch, mirroring your own, as the kiss deepened and he surrendered completely to your fiery welcome.

Lee Know

Lee Know was lying on the couch when you entered the room, your silent presence catching his attention as he glanced up from his phone. Before he could say anything, you pounced, straddling him and pressing your lips to his in a deep, passionate kiss. Your hands wandered over his chest and shoulders.

“Whoa, whoa,” Lee Know murmured, his eyes wide with surprise as his hands shot up to quickly catch your wrists, pulling them securely away from his body. A smirk tugged at his lips as he effortlessly shifted, flipping you over so you were lying on your back, your hair spreading out like a halo against the couch. He pinned your wrists down beside your head, his body hovering just above yours.

“Getting a little too excited there, honey?” he teased, his voice low and velvety as he leaned in, his lips just a breath away from yours. “You think you can just take control like that?”

You stared up at him, your chest rising and falling against his. Holding his intense gaze, a grin spread across your face as you leaned up to capture his lips again.

He chuckled at your eagerness, the sound warm and teasing, but this time, he didn’t pull away. Instead, his grip on your wrists softened, his lips moving against yours in a kiss that was every bit as consuming as yours had been.

Changbin

Changbin had been sitting by the kitchen counter, focused on something on his laptop when you walked in, completely silent. Before he could react, you turned him around, grabbed his face and kissed him deeply as you climbed into his lap. Your hands pressed firmly against his chest, your fingers slipping beneath the collar of his shirt to feel the warmth of his skin.

He froze for a moment, his eyes wide in surprise, before a grin spread across his face. “Well, this is a nice surprise,” he murmured, his hands sliding to your back to steady you both on the stool. “You’re really not gonna make this easy for me, huh?”

You pulled back briefly, your breath mingling with his as your half-lidded eyes met his teasing gaze. “I missed you,” you whispered, your voice soft and filled with affection.

He didn’t hesitate this time, pulling you into another kiss, this one even deeper and more heated. Your arms wrapped fully around his shoulders, your legs encircling his waist as you pressed your body against his, closing any remaining space. His fingers trailed up your back, his touch firm and possessive as he held you close, completely consumed by the moment.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin was lounging on the couch, phone in hand, when he noticed you walking towards him. He raised an eyebrow at your silence. “What’s up?” he asked, but before he could say more, you grabbed his collar and kissed him passionately, pushing him back against the cushions.

His eyes widened, and he gasped dramatically. “Oh my God! Are you trying to murder me?” His free hand clutched his chest as though you’d struck him, but his other hand instinctively settled on your waist, holding you close. “What is this ambush?” he asked, voice full of mock outrage, though the smile tugging at his lips betrayed him.

Despite his theatrics, Hyunjin quickly melted into the moment, his grip tightening as he deepened the kiss. The phone in his hand slipped to the floor, forgotten, as he shifted to pull you fully onto his lap. His earlier playfulness softened into something tender yet intense, his lips moving against yours with fervor.

“You drive me crazy,” he murmured between kisses, his voice low and breathless now. His thumb brushed your cheek, his other hand sliding up your back as he pulled you closer. The fire in his gaze made your heart race as he grinned. “I live for this kind of passion with you.”

Han

Han was sitting sideways against the armrest of the couch, focused on his notebook as he scribbled away at some lyrics, completely unaware of how attractive he looked with his tousled hair and furrowed brows.

You couldn’t resist. You approached him quietly and without a word, you cupped his face and kissed him passionately.

His eyes went wide in shock – like boba balls – his entire body stiffened. “W-Wait, what—?” Before he could process what had just happened, he lost his balance and tumbled backward onto the couch, his notebook flying out of his hands.

“Oh my God, are you okay?!” you gasped, rushing to his side, immediately hovering over him, your hands reaching out as if to make sure he was all in one piece.

Han blinked up at you, his face bright red, still frozen in shock. Then, his lips curled into a flustered smile as he rubbed his face. “Babe, don’t give me a heart attack like that!”, his voice a mix of playful teasing and surprise. His wide eyes softened, and he chuckled nervously, clearly still trying to regain his composure.

You breathed a sigh of relief and gently sat next to him on the couch. Han grinned at you, pulling you closer as he murmured, “Next time, just... warn me before you make me fall for you like that again.”

(if you didn't know -> clips of han falling over X X)

Felix

You came home to find Felix lounging on the couch, a soft smile on his face as he looked up at you. Without warning, you stepped forward, cupping his face and pressing your lips to his, pushing him back against the couch as you kissed him passionately, your hands sliding down to rest on his chest.

As your fingers lightly brushed over his t-shirt, feeling the muscles beneath, Felix froze for a moment, his face turning a bright shade of pink. His breath hitched as he tried to process what had just happened. His hands hesitantly reached up, cupping your face gently, unsure of what to do but not pulling away.

“W-Wait, babe,” he stammered, his voice soft but filled with surprise. He pulled away slightly to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling as he blinked up at you. “I didn’t expect this… Are you okay?” His deep voice made you shudder, and as your nails lightly scratched over his t-shirt, you could feel the slight tension in his muscles.

Felix’s eyes sparkled with affection, his face still flushed as he pulled you closer. His voice was a bit breathless, but there was an undeniable warmth in his tone. “But, um… don’t stop, though…” he murmured, his hands gently sliding around your back, pulling you in even tighter.

Seungmin

Seungmin was sitting on the couch, absorbed in a book, when you quietly entered the room. Without saying a word, you walked over and placed your hands gently on his shoulders, leaning down to kiss him deeply and without hesitation.

He froze for a moment, then pulled back slightly, his eyes sparkling with teasing amusement. “What’s this, hmm? Didn’t even greet me first?” he said, smirking as his hands found their way to your waist. “You know, it’s very rude to interrupt someone while they’re reading. I could’ve lost my page!”

Ignoring his playful complaint, you leaned in again, trying to recapture his lips. But this time, he dodged, tilting his head to the side with a sly grin.

“Oh no, not so fast,” he chuckled, holding you back just enough to keep you from closing the distance.

You rolled your eyes and grinned, playfully tugging at his shirt. His laughter softened as he finally gave in, cupping your face and pulling you in for a kiss, this one slower, but no less intense.

I.N

You walked into the living room, spotting I.N scrolling through his phone, completely unaware of your presence. His focus was so intense that he didn’t even look up when you entered. Without saying a word, you swiftly crossed the room and pushed him gently but firmly against the wall. His phone slipped from his hand, landing on the couch as you cupped his face and kissed him passionately.

His eyes went wide in shock, a soft gasp escaping him as your hands slid down to his shoulders, feeling the muscles of his shoulders and arms. He froze for a moment, his heart racing, but as you pulled him closer, his lips began to move with yours, his hands instinctively finding their way to your waist.

“Woah, no warning?” he laughed breathlessly when you pulled back just enough to catch your breath, your noses still touching. “You can’t just attack me like that.”

You smirked, leaning in to kiss him again. His initial surprise melted into something more playful, his lips curling into a mischievous grin as he let out a soft chuckle. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss, his hands sliding into the back pocket of your jeans, pulling you even closer to him as he deepened the connection.

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popyeojin · 1 month ago

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serpent hybrid hyunjin 🌱🐍🌱

hyunjin never acted like this. you had never seen him behave so much like a serpent. was he experiencing an unusual kind of heat? did snakes do that...well u just gotta find out

i love this concept so much ill scream-

reblogging > liking

-contains mature themes (two dicks and a split tongue ahhh)

snake hybrids weren't exactly judged well in society. stereotypical beliefs calling them mean slithery liars who manipulate people.

they were just misjudged. misunderstood hybrids who needed affection too. maybe the energy exhuded made them look tough and deadly but deep down they were sweeter than even bunny hybrids.

thats why your boyfriend, hyunjin is always by your side.

theres nothing quite different about snake hybrids. except for the patches of scales on different parts of their body.

however some had no scales, instead just forked tongues. hyunjin was no exception. patient and mind numbingly soft at all times. snuggling into you every now and then.

thats why when you step into the house,you aren't expecting the strong whiff of a certain peculiar smell. its musky and fills the whole apartment.

you don't even know what you're smelling until you're embraced by him. his body warm, reeking of musk. intoxicating your senses.

"hyun-" you let out hurriedly, dropping your bag on the ground in shock. his face buried in your neck. hands running all over your body.

practically pushing you against the door, slipping his left hand between your legs while his right hand grabbed your backside. gasping at the way you seem to float off the ground. he's picking you up quicker than you can even process.

"what's going on? baby?" you say, trying to wriggle out of his firm hold. he's stronger than before and he continues holding you off the ground.

hyunjin hisses.

he fucking hisses.

and your eyes widen. thats only the second time he's ever hissed at you. once during an argument and right now. did that mean he was angry?

"heat." is all he says, huffing as he slams the bedroom door open. throwing you on the bed. not caring at the funny way, you bounced on the soft mattress.

"what do you mean? I thought snakes..don't get heats..."

you questioned. watching as he paced around the room, trying to control himself.

taking off his hoodie. arms out on display. shining with a thin layer of sweat. his hair soaked.

"fuck i don't know...i was washing our clothes and i got the smell of your shirt..."

he mumbles, and your eyes go down to where theres a prominent bulge in his pants. a wet patch staining the material.

"and its like my senses went wild. all I was thinking of was you. fucking you over and over again..." hyunjin slurs, his forked tongue peeking out.

"jinnie...your tongue"

you whisper. intrigued at how his tongue slipped past his lips every few seconds. he had never done that before.

"i can't control it-" he covers his mouth, gazing at you with needy eyes.

were his eyes always so sharp, you wondered.

"its okay baby, breathe" you reassure, opening your arms for him to come to you. and he does. resting his head on your shoulder, his weight pressing you down into the bed.

leaning into kiss him innocently when all of a sudden, his hands are on either side of your face, pulling you in for a needy kiss.

brain shutting off at the feeling of his forked tongue licking into your mouth. forcing you to be submissive because you knew you wouldn't win this battle.

🌱

"j-jinnie" squirming under him.

his hands pinning your lower half down. head buried between your legs. your toes curling everytime he maneuvered his tongue to simultaneously flick at your sensitive clit and slip between your swollen lips.

"shhh"

u don't know if he's shushing you or hissing at you.

because the next thing you feel is his fork like tongue pushing all over your folds. fingers digging into your hips with strength that had your cunt throbbing.

whining at the loss as he lifts his head up. teasingly using the tips of his wet muscle to prod at your bundle of nerves. face contorting in pleasure at your taste. breath heavy on your warmth.

"breed." he blurts out, surprising himself. your mouth opening in shock when his nails dig into your waist.

his nails had grown longer, into claws and the once hardly noticeable scales on his forearms became visible. gradient shade of black and grey.

"hyun! h-hyunjin, baby b-bab-"

writhing higher into the mattress as he pushed your legs further apart.

nestling his split tongue over your swollen pussy. teasingly managing to place your clit in the Y of his wet muscle.

had his tongue grown longer because you could feel him so deep...

"h-hyun?" you whisper, gripping his arm to relax your body for him. scales textured and rough under your calloused palm.

"m'right here, baby" hyunjin cooes. placing a hand flat on your lower stomach. eyes fixed on where he was prepping you.

with both his dicks. rubbing the tip over your folds while the other pressed into your entrance. leaking more and more slick that mixed with your own arousal.

"almost in, my love" nudging the first one in with extreme care. your fingers grasping at him. his jaw hanging open as he pushed in, groaning when he slid halfway in.

spreading your thighs so he could start to push his second dick in. the sensation and stretch making you cry in a mix of pain and pleasure.

snake hybrids had two features that only a person who they were close to, would find out about. a forked long tongue means their dicks are the same as well.

hyunjin was not particularly big. actually he was slightly above average considering snake hybrids had longer lengths and lesser girths.

hyunjin had thicker girths and the length of both his dicks were just perfect. neither too big nor too small.

but right now, he felt bigger.

he felt longer. he felt hot.

thats why when he pushes both of them past your entrance, you let out a muffled scream. eyes rolling back at the fullness. quite literally stuffed like this, for the first time.

"f-fuck gonna take me all in"

lowering himself to look down at you. his arms on either side of your head. placing his larger hands on your face. lips brushing against your open mouth.

"thats my precious girl~" and your pussy spasms around him.

getting him soaked because the way the word 'precious' rolled off his tongue, could make you cum on the spot. rolling his s's and a few other alphabets in a serpent like way. something he'd usually never do.

a firm thrust that has your hands flying up to hold onto him. clawing at his back while he buried himself deeper into your cunt. stretching you out with every rough movement.

the scales on his back were larger and travelled down his spine. groaning as you scratched down his back, hard enough to leave red imprints.

"gonna take my cum like a good mate, yes~" hyunjin hisses, watching you so closely. letting his tongue run over your front teeth, all the way down to your bottom lip.

you nod at his statement. wrapping your legs around his waist. pulling him closer. not caring if his patterns of uneven scales scratched you here and there.

plush lips kissing you with such intensity. his nose pressing into your cheek. pushing you deeper into the pillow. trailing a hand down to where your chest touched his. grabbing a handful of flesh and squeezing hard enough to make you arch your back.

taking the opportunity to thrust in deeper. your bottom half nearly lifted off the bed with his strength.

pads of his fingers pinching and pulling at your sensitive nubs. hooking your leg higher so he could change the angle. filling you up with warmth. it makes your eyes struggle to stay open.

this was nowhere near over...

hiss hiss need more snake hyunjin ideas FUVKKKKK

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popyeojin · 1 month ago

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HYUNJIN :: UNVEIL : TRACK SO GOOD (현진)

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popyeojin · 3 months ago

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popyeojin · 3 months ago

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Haiii last request I promise this one is for my server can you make like chnnl w/ ctgs (15 chnl and roles. Idk) and server name to match with emojis???

i hope u like it 😭 (THE REST IS BELOW THE CUT!!)

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popyeojin · 3 months ago

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[241014] 📸 instagram update

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popyeojin · 3 months ago

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Kinktober Day 2: Period Sex

[kinktober masterlist.]

🔞 warning: smut below! mdni.

pairing: Lee Felix x reader

•

Felix’s slender fingers trace every inch of your body as he works your flesh in gentle, circular massages. His elbows knead between your shoulder blades, applying just enough pressure to elicit a satisfied sigh from between your parted lips. He works down the length of your spine, paying special attention to the small of your back with the pads of his fingers. And then his hands roll your shoulders in comforting motions, as his lips find their way to the crook of your neck.

“You smell good,” he remarks, earning a half-smile from you, who leans back into his skillful touch. His kisses don’t cease, working down the base of your neck until he’s nibbling at your collarbones now, hitched breaths swirling against your skin as he adjusts himself to be a little closer to you.

“You want to?” Felix then asks, and you smile again, already knowing he was going to ask by the methodical process he follows.

“I can’t,” you reply sheepishly, turning around to face him now. He takes your palms in his, bringing your knuckles up to press a chaste kiss against them.

“Why?” Felix asks against your fingers, continuing to roll them against his lips.

“I’m on my period,” you reply, cocking your head almost apologetically.

“I don’t mind,” Felix practically interrupts to say.

His eyebrows arch up in an almost pleading manner, and you observe the way he adjusts his position on the mattress for the dozenth time now, doing his best to conceal the hard-on beneath his flannel pajama pants.

“You’re not in the mood?” He then inquires, his tender kisses trailing up your wrist.

“It’s not that,” you reply, shifting your position beside him, too. Maybe it’s obvious to him that you are horny- just not enough to soak his freshly-washed sheets in blood.

“It’s- the blood,” you explain to him. “It’s only my second day, so it’s really heavy. It’ll just be messy, and difficult, and probably gross for you.”

Felix chuckles in response, his hands finding your waist now, as he interjects with a tender kiss to your lips now.

“I can still make you feel good,” Felix counters.

He hoists himself off the bed now, over to the little wooden nightstand to the left of you, and then he digs around the drawer briefly, before making his way over again.

You chuckle when you observe the bright pink object grasped between his fingers, already very familiar with the sight of it. A compact vibrator he purchased for you not long ago, usually put to good use when he’s away for long periods of time. He’s used it on you maybe twice since purchasing, both of you generally preferring to use his fingers, or his tongue, and especially his cock to pleasure you. But with the current circumstances, and a rhythmic ache still lingering between your legs, you’ll take what you can get.

Felix maintains an amused smile on his face when he instructs you to undress while he retrieves a towel from the bathroom. You’re a little reluctant to in his presence, never having presented yourself nude to Felix on your period like this. But when he assists in splaying the towel over the mattress, and then gestures for you to lie down, you’re reminded that Felix is- and always has been, nothing less than a gentleman during intimacy.

“Are you comfortable?” He asks, hovering over your figure now and steadying himself up with one hand. You nod beneath him, reaching up to tuck a long strand of blonde hair behind his freckled ear. He responds with a sweet kiss to your pouted lips, and then he glances down between your bodies, as he starts up the vibrator.

The quiet buzz fills the silence of the room, and Felix brushes it lightly against your inner thigh as he leans in to kiss you properly now, his lips working against you eagerly. He does his best not to rut against you as he kisses you, his flannel pajama bottoms grazing your flesh as he lets the friction caress his erection. And then as his kisses trail to your neck, the vibrator trails to your clit. Felix smiles against your skin when he hears you audibly gasp at the sensation, the consistent vibrations sending shivers up your spine as you spread a little further for him. He alternates between holding it against your sensitive bud, and then gliding it back and forth, moving with such ease over the already lubricated area.

“Feel good?” Felix asks, though he can already guess your answer by the little moans you let out.

“So good,” you affirm, reaching up to tangle your fingers in his golden locks. “Will you press it harder?”

Felix does as he’s told, pushing the pink toy a little firmer against you, eliciting a groan from between your drooly lips.

“Harder, baby,” you challenge.

Felix furrows his brows, now, glancing down between you at the toy. It’s coated in a sheen layer of crimson, also present on the tips of his fingers now. The sight isn’t jarring to Felix at all, who knew very well this is what the act would entail. But the toy seems to sound quieter than before, and for a brief moment, he wonders if he’s broken it.

“What is it?” You ask him, bucking your hips away from his hand.

You sit up to glance at the toy too, quickly embarrassed at the sight of your period blood coating the bright pink silicone.

“Oh my god,” you remark in a shaky voice. “I told you it’d be messy. I’ll clean it, could you just get me a towel-”

“It’s not that,” Felix says with a chuckle. He brings the toy up to eye-level, rotating it around in his grasp and frowning slightly. “I think it’s… dying, or something.”

At this, you watch him bring it up to his ear, where he attempts to get a better listen at the vibration. Like he’d predicted, the vibrator sounds much quieter now, hardly emitting any noise, as the vibration is nearly nonexistent in his touch. He flips it off, and then on again, being met with the same weak rhythm. And then he does it twice more, before the toy stops working altogether.

“When was the last time you charged it?” Felix asks, sitting up to glance around the room for the charger.

“I dunno,” you reply, steadying your upper body with two hands as you observe his movements. You groan when he departs from you entirely, making his way to the nightstand, where he now fishes around the drawer for a charger, coming up with nothing,

“Did you take it with you anywhere?” He asks, scratching the back of his head in a confused manner. “I don’t even see the charger here.”

“Forget the charger,” you chime in from the bed, pressing your upper thighs together for some sense or relief. Felix wraps the toy in a tissue, placing it carefully on the nightstand, before shooting you an amused smile.

“You sound a little eager there,” he teases, making his way back toward you. “If only there was something we could do about it.”

You groan at his teasing, throwing your head back in annoyance at the pressing ache between your legs.

“We don’t have any others?” You ask him, though you already know the answer.

“Not unless there are any I don’t know about.”

He watches you squirm helplessly atop the towel, your eyes shutting frustratedly as you can only fantasize about the feeling of when the toy was doing its job properly, sending delicious vibrations along your aching clit and assisting you in reaching your high.

“Too bad there’s no one here to help you,” Felix teases again.

You open your eyes again to the sight of Felix much closer now, his hand palming over the erection beneath his pajama pants. He’s even harder than he was before, and between that, and the cocky smile he wears on his face, you can tell what he’s getting at.

“It’s going to be even messier than the toy,” you explain to him. “I don’t know that you’ll be into it.”

“There’s nothing about a little blood I can’t handle,” Felix counters. He hoists himself on the bed once more, hovering over your body again, before burying his face in the crook of your neck. And then before you can give an answer, he’s pulling back again, preparing to leave the mattress again.

“You’re right,” he says plainly. “Too messy. Oh, well.”

“Wait!” you blurt out instinctively, and he meets your gaze again with a surprised look.

“I mean…” you begin to say, embarrassed at your very clear desperation. “We could… try, maybe.”

Felix leans in again to graze his lips over yours, not yet kissing you, as he tugs his own pants down over his erection.

“Ask for it,” Felix commands.

“Please,” you beg, squirming beneath him when you take notice of the fact that he’s not wearing any boxers under his flannel bottoms. “Please, that stupid toy got me so worked up.”

“I’m sure it did,” Felix replies, his hands caressing the sides of your waist as he positions himself over you. He keeps a steady grip on the base of his cock, angling his tip so that it’s just grazing over your soaking entrance, and then he pauses his actions again before speaking.

“Look at you, all hot and bothered for me,” Felix muses with a smile. He rubs his thumb back and forth along your flesh soothingly, and then he bucks his hips forward as he leans in to kiss you, slipping inside of you with complete ease.

It’s almost unbelievable how well you take him, not having to adjust your position even slightly for him to bottom out inside of you. His tip kisses your cervix almost instantaneously, and you’re letting out a fervent moan at the contact, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in even closer to you.

“Just like that,” you say breathlessly, and Felix bites his tongue from remarking that he hasn’t even begun to move yet.

Yet when he does begin to, pulling back and then thrusting forward with the slightest movement, a heavy groan escapes his lips, his cock twitching once at the sensation. Felix has fucked you dozens of times- but he’s not sure he’s ever felt you so tight- and wet, for him. The entirety of his girth is enwreathed in your warmth as he fucks the crimson deeper into you, completely high off the feeling of you gushing around his length. It’s like he’s fucking you for the first time all over again, and Felix can’t help but quicken his pace when he feels you dig your nails into his bare back.

“Feels so good,” you groan up at him, attempting to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. It’s less of a kiss, and more of you panting breathlessly against his parted lips, as he continues to fuck you at a rhythmic pace now.

“Yeah?” Felix inquires, his tongue swirling around yours as he moves a little faster inside of you. “You like when I make you beg for it? So horny when you’re on your period for me, baby. So fucking wet.”

He groans at his own speech, a string of drool dribbling from his lips onto yours, mirroring the blood that dribbles between your upper thighs and onto him. He couldn’t care less about this mess being a product of your menstruation- in fact, he’s pretty sure it’s ten times more arousing when you’re allowing yourself to be this vulnerable around him.

Felix’s groans transition to an orchestra of high-pitched gasps now, as he fucks you even faster, the sound of his hips smacking eagerly against yours and accompanying the lewd sloshing from between your tangled bodies. He can hardly form a coherent sentence by this point, muttering a string of “fuck” and “baby” as he shuts his eyes in pure bliss. And then his breath hitches in the back of his throat as he feels you clench desperately around him.

“Cum for me,” Felix orders breathlessly. “Make a mess for me, baby, yeah? Fuck, I wanna see you cum for me so bad.”

It hardly sounds like the familiar low pitch of Felix’s voice when he’s whimpering commands like this, but it’s somehow even more arousing to see that he’s so lost in pleasure, he barely even sounds like the Felix you know.

“Cum for me,” Felix says again.

And when you open your eyes to observe the arch of his eyebrows, and his pink parted lips as he continues to thrust into your sopping pussy, you finally do, a gush of blood and arousal coating his cock in a slick mess.

Felix lets out a guttural moan when you do- one you’ve never heard before, as he slows his movements inside of you. And then as he relishes in the sensation of your fluids trickling down onto the bed sheets below him, and his cock practically sloshing in your wetness, Felix reaches his orgasm, letting out a series of whimpers when he empties himself inside of you.

One glance between your bodies is enough to gauge the mess you’ve both made- the towel is damp with spots of sweat, and cum and blood alike. And yet all Felix can do is smile when he finally pulls out again, rolling onto his side and catching his breath for a moment.

“Feel better?” He asks, his fingertips brushing against yours tenderly.

“Much,” is all you can say back, shooting him a satisfied grin as your chest rises and falls.

When Felix sits up again, he tucks a piece of blonde hair behind his ear, furrowing his brows at the desk across the room.

“The charger,” he says simply. “It’s there, by the lamp.”

“Forget the charger,” you interject.

He turns to face you again, his lips pulling into a smile as he watches you shut your eyes once more.

“If a little blood doesn’t bother you, then I prefer this to the vibrator on any day of my period.”

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