#SKZ Felix

[sugawhaaa]

SKZ HEADCANONS

The type of women they like in bed...

Warnings//genre:: SMUT, shower sex (Hyunjin), cowgirl (Changbin, Felix), BDSM (minho) Collar (Minho) creampie (Chan)

Pairing:: ot8!Skz x fem!reader

A/N:: so I started with ateez and now I'm done skz should I do...a txt version 🤨 or maybe piwon 🤭

Skz masterlist:: 🍒

Taglist:: @weallneednamjesus @strykdsstanot8

Emotional, a girl who will let him take care of her in many ways

Chan has many different sides to him in bed but no matter what, he loves to cherish his partner. He wants to be able to treat her like a princess or a slut or just his girlfriend.

"You're so pretty like this," Bangchan groans before leaning down to kiss your neck, his hips never losing their pace. You can't even reply because you're so focused on the sensation of his fat cock stretching you wide open. "How you feeling baby?" He tucks a strand of your hair back. You let out a choked moan as you try to form words.

"Good," You claw at his back as you struggle to speak. "Faster please," You whine and Chan smiles shyly.

"Already?" He asks in a teasing and genuine way.

"Yes please! Fuck, I can take it," You assure him and he grins before snapping his hips against yours. The room fills with a symphony of screams of pleasure and the clap skin on skin. As Bangchan pounds into you he leans back, holding your hips, to admire your body. The way you squirm and twitch, the way you pant and moan and reddened face, the way tears of raw desire build in your eyes, and it's all because of him.

Obedient, a woman that'll listen to him and enjoy it

Minho loves to be in control during sex but he doesn't want his partner thinking their opinions aren't valid. He needs his woman to understand that this is his way of showing love and that he just wants to love on her...hard.

"C'mon, look at me baby," Minho says as he lifts your chin up to look at him, however the vibrator pressed against your core drew your attention more. "You need to keep being good for me alright?" He tugs on your collar slightly to draw your attention. You nod with a little whine and Minho smirks, his power over you shining through.

"C-Can I cum yet?" You ask between heavy breaths, the band in your stomach tightening its knot.

"Soon baby, hold on as long as you can," He then leans into your ear, his breath ghosting over your ear. "The longer you last the greater your reward babygirl," Minho smiles before bringing a hand up to your breast, cupping it in the soft lingerie. "shh, you've been doing so good," He says before smirking. His opposite hand creeps down to your vibrator, ticking it up a few setting, the vibrations now more intense than ever. You squeal and arch your back, your head falling back as well. Minho chuckles darkly at your reaction. "So cute~"

Comfortable, a girl who will make him feel safe and relaxed

Changbin has rough appearance and exterior but everyone knows he's very vulnerable inside. He needs to find someone who will keep that vulnerability safe, especially when indulging in something like sex.

It was moments like these you really cherished with Changbin. Your bodies nearly bare and pressed up against each other, your tongues intertwined as your hands frantically search for a place to rest. Changbin holds the back of your head, his fingers sorting through your hair, as he hungrily kisses your lips.

"I need you," You pull back to announce and Changbin smiles shyly, looking down.

"Whatever you need," He kisses your cheek as his hands trail down to your ass, picking you up and lifting you higher up his lap. His mouth finds yours again as he messily helps you take off your panties but you're too impatient to let him take off his underwear, instead you grind against his boner. He moans quietly, his brows furrowed at the new sensation. "Wow that feels..." His hands fall to your sides, relaxingly resting on your hips. "Keep doing that baby and I might cum in my clothes," He chuckles as he tosses his head back.

Gentle, a woman that will put care into every touch

Hyunjin has a frail heart and he can be a little sensitive to such intense feelings such as lust. He needs someone to calm him and occasionally steer him during sex.

"Yes fuck, are you slipping baby?" Hyunjin grunts as he slows his hips, making sure the wet surface wasn't causing you any risks.

"No, I'm okay, keep going," You pant softly and rest your head against the shower wall again. Each one of his thrusts was deep and passionate, the pace was slow but the strength was there. You bounce against the wall with each pound and Hyunjin comes around to hug you, pulling you off the wall like a starfish.

"Is...Is this position okay?" He asks shyly as his wet hair clings to your shoulders, his chin resting on your shoulder.

"God yes," You moan and throw your head back. He begins to thrust into you again, hitting up deep in that one spot that makes you scream. Hyunjin focuses hard as he watches your body from over your shoulder. "Yes right there, keep going," You moan, subtly praises him. Hyunjin has to hide his smile as he fucks you faster, hoping to receive more praise later.

Passionate, a woman who will bask in his presence

Felix has a bit of a clingy side, but it's not as much physical as it is emotional. He needs that person release on especially when it's his love.

"Yeah, yeah, just like that baby," Felix encourages in his thick Aussie accent but a hint of something else lingers in his voice; perhaps lust, hunger or love? His hands stay fastened to your hips as you hop on his lap, his cock slipping in and out of your warmth. Felix rests his head in the crook of your neck as he pants heavily, his hot breath ghosting over your damply sweaty skin. He lets out a low growl before tossing his head back. "Oh yeah, harder baby, c'mon bounce on me," He smirks softly at the lewdness of his words.

"I can't," You breathe out softly and Felix sits up again, holding your hips with more strength.

"You can babygirl," He kisses your jaw before assisting in lifting your body up then back down on him. His cock hit imaginably deep very hard, making you moan loudly, eyes wide. "That's it, feels good doesn't it?"

Needy, a girl who will match his constant need for relief

Han is undoubtedly clingy and loves the feeling of hands and attention on him. Jisung needs a girl who won't mind his constant need and ache for her. This fact transfers into the bed as well, he gets aroused easily, especially with physical stimulation, and he needs a partner will understand and care for his needs.

"Baby..." Han whispers as you peacefully sleep. He gently shakes your shoulder and you startle awake, forcing your eyes open. "I'm sorry," Jisung instantly regrets waking you and hides his face in the plush white sheets.

"What's wrong?" You ask groggily as you prop yourself up with your elbows. As your eyes adjust to the lighting you notice Han looks quite distressed; his eyebrows are curled upward, his lips swollen and red, his eyes glossy and his face and hair damp from presumably sweat. "Is everything okay?" You sit up, alerted by his appearance.

"Yeah but I um..." He blushes and looks away, ashamed of his behavior. "I had a wet dream and I've been trying to get off but..." He bites his lip before looking at you. He lets the plump skin between his teeth go with a sigh. "I need your help," He whines and your heart melts at his puffy cheeks and doe eyes.

"Of course, what do you need?" You watch as he sits up beside you, the blanket falling to reveal his broad chest.

"Anything...your hands, your touch, your voice, just be here with me," He whines as he extends a shaking hand toward you. "I need you," He caresses your jaw before pulling you into a deep kiss.

Patient, a girl who can wait for and understand him

Seungmin feels a little conflicted about his sex life. There's times when he's really into it and other times he can't find the lust to indulge in. He needs a girl who will respect his boundaries and understand his conflicting emotions.

Seungmin lays back on the bed after a long day with hands tucked behind his head, a thoughtful look on his face. As you put away your laundry you notice his stern expression. "You look scary when you're thinking," You smile, your voice light hearted. "What's got you thinking so hard?" You ask sincerely, assuming he's stressing about work. You set aside your laundry and sit next to him. Seungmin tenses as you come closer.

"Not sure...I feel," He looks away, pausing for a moment. "I feel like I wanna have sex but I'm so tired. My body feels weak from working," He groans as he props his head back, his arms now limp at his sides.

"That's okay," You smile, trying to assure him that he's feeling normal.

"It's annoying," He grumbles with a little pout. He shifts his hips and a blush creeps up his neck. "Could you...help me?" Seungmin asks hesitantly before making eye contact.

"Of course, lay down," You push his chest down softly, encouraging him to relax. As you do so you notice the throbbing tent in his jeans; you tilt your head in curiosity. "Is this what's been bothering you?" You smirk softly and he looks away from you with a slight pout.

Daring, a girl who will take the lead and follow his lead

Jeongin has a switch in his sexuality. Sometimes he wants to be on top, be mean, be hard, be in control and other times he wants to be hurt, broken and rebuilt as someone else's. He needs a lady who will be able to do both: fold for him and fold him.

"What's it gonna be tonight?" Jeongin says as he kicks his feet up on the bed, his elbows propped up to hold his jaw. He watches as you walk around the bedroom, doing chores, while he patiently waits for you to finish and indulge in some lust. "Maybe you'll let me bend you over the bed or desk?" He says with a devilish smirk before rolling onto his back, his legs now crossed. "then let me fuck you into the wall of the shower for round two," He tilts his head as he watches you get flustered by his words, your focus fading as you brush your hair. "Or would you rather pull out the sex toys and use me until I cry?" Jeongin just kept egging you on until you reply.

"Bending over sounds nice," You smile with red cheeks as you sit beside him on the bed. He instantly pulls you closer by your hips, setting you in his lap. He nuzzles his face into the back of your neck, inhaling your scent.

"I was hoping you'd let me fuck you tonight," He flicks his tongue out to snake around your ear, making your body shiver with excitement.

[skzfairyyydreamz]

BOOM SHAKALAKA !!

~ reacting to your boyfriends new hair

including: Felix, Hyunjin, Han x Fem!reader

genre: crack/humor, text post, smau

warnings: strong language, suggestive jokes (mdni!!), kms joke, let me know if I missed anything?

~ FELIX

~ HYUNJIN

~ HAN

⭐️BOUNS⭐️

Grrrrrrrr I’m so normal about them 🫠🫠🫠

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[zaineviu]

❛𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵❜ - L.F (SKZ)

synopsis. Felix feels soft at the sight of his pregnant wife.

pairings. felix x reader!

content. sfw, husband!felix, pregnant!reader.

wc. 620

a/n. A very smooth continuation of ‘A little dramatic’ as I saw that many people liked that one.

part 1: ‘A little dramatic’

Don't forget to comment, so I know you like what I write and encourage me to keep writing.

"You shouldn't be drinking this."

"Felix, I have no problem with drinking this."

"But the baby..."

"The baby enjoys it, our little bean like it." Y/N took her husband's hand to let it rest on her belly.

How round and soft it was the poor man couldn't help but not smile.

"Y/N..."

"Come and hold me, drinking coke won't hurt me, it was just a little sip." Felix shook his head.

"Don't be stubborn and give me that." He snatched the empty bottle from her hands, making a mental note with throwing away all the cans that were in the fridge. "My love, the doctor said you couldn't drink these kinds of beverages, I'll make you a natural flavoured juice, okay? Healthier, healthier, and our baby will enjoy it."

Y/N groaned nodding, ignoring the sympathetic look on her husband's face.

She knew she had a commitment to eating and drinking healthy things, however; Jisung had brought a box with cans of soda that ended up forgotten in her fridge in the end, she couldn't help but grab just one can to take a mini sip of that cold Coke.

"You're so obnoxious. Baby, I hope and you don't go out like your dad, or I'll be very upset." She muttered. Her hands slid down her swollen seven month belly, in two more weeks she would be eight and you couldn't be anything but excited about it.

"I heard you, but I know our precious baby will look like you, I hope he does," the blond man confessed genuinely, sitting down next to you after leaving the full can of soda on the bedside table next to his bed. His hand never leaving your belly.

"Seven months in my belly, of course he have to." Y/N groaned, glad to feel Felix move closer and wrap his arms around you to lift your belly a little, letting you breathe.

"Do you want anything special, are you hungry, honey?"

"I don't think so, just you please... or well yeah, can you make me eat those cheddar cinnamon rolls you made the other night?"

"It tasted gross, are you sure you want that?"

"You're talking to someone pregnant, dumb. Of course I want to eat that." She groaned again after the sense of relief she felt at being in her cloying husband's arms.

"Stop doing that..." Felix pressed his lips to her neck, hiding his face in the crook of his beloved's neck. "I love you both so much...you make me so happy Y/N, I thank God for giving me the chance to be able to be with you and to have the chance to have a baby, our sweet love...I love you so much, love of my life..." 

Felix's eyes glazed over, breaking his voice at the end of his little speech, "you don't know how much I love you."

Felix began to cry, clinging to Y/N's body who smoothly turned around so she could hug him.

"I'm not leaving, Lixie, why are you crying, my sweet heart?"

"I don't know..."

"I'm the one who should be crying not you, stop crying, my love."

"It’s just that you make me so happy, so happy that I don't know how to express it."

"Everything you do for me is your way of expressing it, look, you even got me pregnant, what other proof of love do you need to get rid of that insecurity? I love you, with all my soul... and body."

Felix sobbed once more, clinging to his wife's body again. Inhaling your lavender scent, caressing your hair and letting his heart go out to her.

He felt at home.

And you felt loved.

[multi-stays]

A Scent Called You

Paring: Omega!Felix/Alpha!FemReader

Genre: 18+ Smut/Hybrid AU

Summary: You and your best friend Felix decided to take the weekend off and chill out in a small cabin, but things start to heat up when Felix gets a whiff of your heat.

Note: A smut collab with @inkandtension

✨💜Warning below the cut💜✨

Warnings: unprotected sex, knotting, cussing, begging, Felix in rut, whimpering, pet names, mounting

The cabin was quiet, the soft hum of the heater filling the space as snow swirled outside. You and Felix had come here for a weekend getaway, an escape from the noise of the city and the stress of daily life. It was supposed to be peaceful—a chance to relax. But the sharp, scent hit the air without warning.

Your heat.

It wasn’t supposed to happen now. You’d taken suppressants before the trip, sure they would hold you over. But the warmth spread through your body, a relentless tide of heat spreading from your core. Your scent filled the air like a lush storm: rich, sweet, and utterly intoxicating. It made your legs falter, your breath hitch as the undeniable truth settled over you.

Across the room, Felix froze.

The Omega's nose twitched, his big brown eyes widening as your scent washed over him. The instant it hit, his pupils dilated. He let out a soft whimper, the sound low and needy.

“Y/N…” His voice trembled, his usual sunshine demeanor replaced by something raw. “You’re in heat.”

You swallowed hard, your Alpha instincts roaring to the surface as his scent began to change too, you looked at him, unable to resist the urge to bit his neck when he threw his head back and his adams apple bobbed. His own heat-triggered rut hit like a tidal wave—a primal, heady mix of need and submission rolled into one. Felix’s cheeks flushed pink, and his breathing grew ragged.

“Alpha…” His voice was a shaky whisper, almost unrecognizable.

Shit.

He sat up abruptly, his eyes glowing with an intensity you hadn’t seen before. A low, guttural growl slipped from his throat. He shifted in his seat, fidgeting as though his skin had suddenly become too tight.

“Y-Your scent…” he stammered, his hands gripping the edge of the couch so hard his knuckles turned white. A faint sheen of sweat started to glisten on his brow, and his chest rose and fell in rapid, shallow breaths. “It’s too much. I—”

He stopped, his words dissolving into a needy whimper. You could see the exact moment his rut overtook him. His pupils, already dilated, became inky pools, swallowing the warm brown of his irises. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, which were parted slightly as he panted. His body trembled as he stood, swaying slightly, as though his legs could barely hold him upright.

“Alpha, please…” His voice cracked, thick with desperation as he took a step toward you.

“I can’t—I need to…” His words dissolved into a whine, his body trembling with barely restrained need. He dropped to his knees in front of you, his hands clutching at your thighs as his head bowed. “Please, Alpha. Let me… let me help you.”

His scent filled the air now, mixing with yours and creating a heady, overwhelming cocktail of need and want. It was rich and musky, tinged with the sweetness, and it sent a fresh wave of heat crashing through you.

Felix’s hands clenched into fists against the floor as he fought to steady himself. “I need you,” he whispered, his voice rough and pleading. “It hurts, Alpha. I—please, I’ll be good. I’ll be so good for you. Just—just let me…”

He looked up at you then, his expression needy.

“I need to touch you,” he begged, his voice trembling as he crawled closer. “I need to—need to take care of you. Please, Alpha. Let me… let me breed you.”

The last words came out in a choked gasp, as though saying them aloud had made his need all the more real. His hands reached out tentatively, brushing against your knees before clutching them desperately.

“I’ll make you feel so good,” he whimpered possessively. “I’ll take care of you, I promise. Just—just let me…” His voice trailed off into another growl, his body trembling violently as he leaned forward to bury his face in the crook of your neck.

The contact seemed to push him over the edge. His entire body shuddered as he inhaled deeply, letting your scent flood his senses. “Alpha,” he groaned, the sound raw and guttural. “I can’t—I need you. Please, please…”

His lips brushed against your skin, his sharp canines grazing lightly as he nuzzled into you. Every part of him screamed submission, but there was a desperate, primal edge to it—a deep, aching need that only you could satisfy.

“Say yes,” he pleaded, his voice barely a whisper. “Tell me I can have you. Tell me I can be yours.”

But then, he froze.

His hands, which had been wandering instinctively, gripped your hips harder as a flicker of clarity broke through the haze. His body tensed, and he pulled back just enough to meet your gaze. His eyes were still dark with lust, but there was a glimmer of hesitation beneath the hunger.

“Alpha,” he murmured, his voice low and hoarse. “If… if you say yes…” He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing as he fought to steady himself. “I won’t be able to stop. I can feel it—my rut’s taken over, and I… I don’t want to hurt you.”

His words were pained, his usual soft demeanor breaking through the haze of his instincts. His tail, which had been curling around your leg possessively, stilled as he stared at you, his brows furrowed in anguish.

“You have to say no,” he whispered, his voice cracking. “Please, Alpha. Tell me no. I—” He shook his head, his hands trembling as he gripped your hips harder. “I can’t control it if you say yes. The sane part of me is begging you… to stop this before I lose myself. Only you can-”

You reached out, cupping his flushed cheeks with your hands. His skin was hot to the touch, his ears drooping as he leaned into your palm, his breath hitching. “Felix,” you said softly, your voice steady despite the whirlwind of heat and desire coursing through you. “I trust you.”

His eyes widened, and a soft whimper escaped his lips. “Don’t… don’t say that,” he begged, his voice trembling. “If you say yes, I won’t be able to hold back. I—”

“Please,” you interrupted, your voice firm yet laced with vulnerability. Your thumbs brushed against his cheeks, grounding him as your eyes locked onto his. “I want this. I want you, my omega.”

His resolve shattered.

His body moved on instinct, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he let out a guttural growl.

“Alpha,” he groaned, his voice raw and primal as he buried his face in your neck. “I’m sorry—I can’t stop anymore.”

His lips claimed yours in a fervent, desperate kiss, his hands roaming your body as though trying to memorize every curve. His tail swayed erratically behind him, his body trembling as he surrendered completely to the instincts driving him.

“You’re mine, my alpha, mine, mine” he growled against your lips, his voice dripping with possessiveness and need. “I’ll take care of you—I’ll make you feel so good, I'll make my alpha feel good. Alpha, I promise.”

His words were a mix of devotion and desperation, his actions fueled by both love and the need to claim.

The desperate and hazy kissing quickly ended when Felix picked you up, one quick scoop was all it took for him to be carrying you princess-style to his bed.

The whole way praise never stopped leaving his lips, like a fountain it poured out. “Make you feel good Alpha, wanna mount you Alpha, feel you and your pretty pussy.”

Once in his bedroom, he shut the door with his foot and flopped you down on his bed, not hard but enough to make your head spin as his scent fumed off of the bed. Wrapping you in its soft and sweet glory, his scent made you feel dizzy as it filled your lungs, intoxicating you into some sort of trance.

Felix positioned himself between your legs, his tail hitting your feet that hung over his bed, tickling you with each lazy sway.

He hooked a finger in your pants, catching your underwear with it. Looking up at you he let out a soft whine, his eyes turned soft and blue as he checked one last time that this was in fact ok. He was hurting and you could see that, knowing it was Felix made the indecisiveness skip your brain.

You slipped your leg between his in confirmation, sliding your foot up his penis causing him to buck into the air.

His fingers on your skin were soft, as he frantically ripped off your pants and underwear, throwing them across the room and flipping you over.

“Slide down Alpha,” he said unbuckling his belt and springing his cock free, already hard and leaking with precum.

You slid down till your feet touched the floor, still warm from where Felix was standing, and bent over his bed.

As soon as Felix’s penis made contact with your wet folds he was pushing in hard, trying and failing to muffle the sound of his whimpers.

The intoxicating scent of you and Felix mixing soon filled the room, almost like a libido booster you became more horny with each breath. Desperately, you fought the urge not to just flip around and pin him down, riding his cock like you knew you so easily could.

“Felix such a Good Boy for me, dragging your cock head against my soft spot. Such a Good Boy Felix,” your words sent Felix wild, and any part of him that was still sane was now completely gone.

He pushed in quick yet long, letting his full length drag across your vaginal walls, making your stomach flutter and your walls clench around him. With his head dragging against your G-spot and his tail brushing against your clit with each deep thrust, you knew you wouldn't last long.

“Should I breed my Alpha, fill her up make her feel full-luh luh,” he growled as his tongue flopped out of his mouth and his knot started to form, making it hard for you to hold it anymore.

His soft comforting smell, the way he holds you from the back so gently as he fucks you so roughly, his cock hitting all the right spots like he was meant for you. You knew you were the Alpha and he the Omega, but sometimes you wanted to be held too, feel vulnerable, and let your guard down now and then. Who better to share these moments with than Felix your loving and forever understanding Omega.

“Fill me” you moaned breathlessly, pushing your ass back and your vagina up to better let him fuck you.

As Felix’s knot got bigger your release soon was upon you, the warm feeling of his cum filling you up was like heaven when your orgasm was at its peak.

Felix let out a guttural and deep moan as he slowly stopped moving, his fingers covered in mixed cum that was leaking down your ass.

With Felix now stuck to you, he climbed up behind you, gently wrapping his whole body (tail included) around you to keep warm.

He traced small circles on your chest as he rested his head on your back, his warm cheek flush to the skin of your back as he breathed with you, trying his best to calm the both of you down.

“Such a Good Boy, filling me up with your pups,” you said leaning back to kiss his bare shoulder, Felix shuddered in response, his whole body got chills from the simple gesture.

“I hoped I did good, I wanted to make you feel good Alpha,” he said letting out a sigh.

“How could you have any doubt Felix? My vagina is still leaking cum and your knot is still stretching my achy walls, this is by far the best I���ve ever been treated during my heat.”

A tint of pink spread over Felix’s cheeks as he let out a sigh of relief. Now he could fully let himself be comfortable, wrapped around you snuggly as the two of you dozed off to sleep. At one point in the night, Felix’s scent was spicy, animalistic even something you’d never smelled before that instantly turned you on, but now it was back to the way you remember it sweet, soft, and safe.

[felixir]

Felix "Unfair" MAKING FILM

[linosaurus-ikuklk]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ SKZ - On Track: I Know I'm a Fool

Summary: You had unspoken feelings for Minho and the consequence of this was to watch him fall for someone else. The same goes for Hyunjin, who was always second to Minho. Amidst the secrets and heartbreaks, you'll learn that love isn't about who you chase, but who's been there all along. Summary: You had unspoken feelings for Minho and the consequence of this was to watch him fall for someone else. The same goes for Hyunjin, who was always second to Minho. Amidst the secrets and heartbreaks, you'll learn that love isn't about who you chase, but who's been there all along.

Genre: Unrequited Love, Comedy

Word Count: 6.5k

Notes: This fanfiction is inspired by SKZ's song "바보라도 알아 (Mixtape: On Track)" and its music video. The first time I watched that MV, I knew I had to write something! So here it is, but I decided to give it a little mix. This is also my first post and I hope you guys will like it!

.° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ -바보라도 알아 (Mixtape: On Track)

The sky was blue and the sun illuminated the surroundings with a vibrant glow, a stark contrast to the gloomy pit that’s growing inside your stomach as you stared back at him. You have never expected him to be suspicious but here he is, standing before you and demanding an explanation for your odd behavior. He now knows… No, he doesn’t. He has an assumption and you could simply deny it but that you couldn’t do because it was just so obvious.  “Are you going to say something or we’re just going to stand here until—” 

“I did.” You knew you couldn't lie to him. Well, you did. The whole time you were together but nothing more than that. And that lie cut deep into whatever it is you’re trying to save here. He scoffs at you, that gorgeously mischievous smirk of his is now more disappointed and bitter. Instead of pulling at your heartstrings, it pierced needles on your heart. “I knew it… You’re pathetic, do you know that?” You peel your gaze away from him to avoid the hatred in his eyes. “I know.”

“You know? If you knew you wouldn’t haven’t did this!” he froze and sighed, closing his eyes shut. “Wouldn’t haven’t did?” you echoed, stifling a giggle. Minho’s confusion over his own line was so charmingly ridiculous that it was impossible not to laugh. “Okay, cut!” Bangchan groaned, running a hand over his face like he was about to pull out his hair. Jisung couldn’t help but chuckle as he clapped a hand on Minho’s shoulder. “Minho… it’s ‘wouldn’t have done,’” Jisung corrected, his tone more amused than irritated. “You’ve got to stop making up your own version of English.”

Minho only laughs at his mistake and ruffles his own hair. “Ahh, what’s happening to me?!” You go and high fived Changbin as you both saw Bangchan’s reaction at Minho’s consistent mistakes. He has his face all scrunched up and his back slouched as he sits on the chair. The cameraman, Hyunjin, was the one who couldn’t take it the most, even before this shoot. You, Jeongin and Yongbok didn’t fail to notice it. 

“One last take and then we pack up for today.” Bangchan sighs as he leans back on the chair. “Yeah, I’m sorry!” Minho glanced at him, flashing an adorable smile before fixing himself to do another take. And finally, the heavens had mercy on Bangchan, Minho successfully delivered his lines without any mistakes. Right away, you helped Seungmin with the mic and the other equipment.

“What’s with that guy?” You nodded toward Minho, voicing your thoughts to Seungmin, since he’s known for being observant. Surprisingly, he shrugs, a hint of uncertainty in his expression. "I don’t know either," he admits, his tone low. "But he’s always like that."

“You should be more worried about Hyunjin, though.” Jeongin, who had been standing nearby, gestures behind him, his thumb pointing at Hyunjin who is packing up the camera, moving in his usual fluid motions but with a distinct lack of energy today. "He’s been unbearably silent," Jeongin adds, frowning slightly, as though the change in Hyunjin’s demeanor is more than just a passing mood.

You look over at Hyunjin, his back turned to you as he works. There’s something different about him today. A stiffness in his posture, an absent-mindedness to the way he packs, as if the rhythm of his usual movements has been disrupted by something heavier. You nod, but your thoughts are distracted. The whole atmosphere feels thick with unspoken words, and for some reason, it’s not just Minho’s usual bravado that’s on your mind.

“Maybe it’s just been a hard day for him,” you suggest, trying to rationalize the distance you’re sensing. “I heard he got 86 on his impromptu speech earlier.” Yongbok, standing nearby, rests his chin on the back of his hand while balancing a pole for the lights, his voice casual but with an undertone of curiosity. "Or maybe… He got side-chicked by his crush because of Minho." Jisung chimes in, his voice barely above a whisper, clearly eager to add some fuel to the fire.

The rest of the group, except for you and Jeongin, immediately grasp the weight of the situation, a look of quiet understanding dawning on their faces. You and Jeongin exchange a glance, both still in the dark about what exactly went down, your confusion written clearly on your faces. “What happened?” Jeongin asks first, his curiosity piqued. He leans in slightly, as though about to reveal something juicy. "In the office earlier, Hyunjin invited Jaein to go to the school fair after her arts club activity, but she turned him down because… she’s already going with Minho."

The moment the words leave his mouth, Seungmin lets out a low "oof" wincing visibly and shaking his head, like he could almost feel the awkwardness hanging in the air. Jisung sighs, adjusting his lensless glasses with an air of exaggerated sympathy. “Yeah, poor guy’s probably been feeling it. And you know how Hyunjin is—he’s not the type to show when something’s eating at him, but it’s pretty clear today.” 

The conversation was interrupted by Bangchan calling them over so they briskly finished their jobs and gathered around him. Minho stands beside Hyunjin, shoving his phone down his pocket with an unfaltering smile on his lips and the taller guy swiftly goes between Changbin and Yongbok. Your eyes went back and forth to both of them and Jeongin noticed. “Yep, I know what you’re thinking.” You glanced at him, furrowing your eyebrows. “Oh yeah?” He hums as a response, shoving his hands in the pocket of his slacks. “You wanna help Hyunjin out so you could keep Minho to yourself.”

Your frown intensifies and your mouth goes agape. “That definitely was not what I was thinking!” You looked forward, shrugging. “But now that you mentioned it—” You got interrupted by Seungmin who nudged your right arm. “Hey, elderly are talking.” He mentions toward Bangchan who looked so done and nods at him while everyone else laughed. “Thank you very much, Seungmin.” You left the rooftop with Jeongin, the others walking behind you and being loud as usual. 

Only Jeongin and Seungmin knew about your quiet, relentless crush on Minho. You weren’t the type to openly gush about it, but it wasn’t hard for them to figure it out. They knew how your eyes would linger a little longer whenever Minho passed by, how your heart would skip a beat whenever his voice rang through the room. It had all started so innocently—one short film project from the film club. Minho, the cool, effortless third-year, had captivated you without even trying, his charisma lighting up the entire room.

You never thought you'd be the type to fall for someone like that, but here you were. And, like a magnet, you couldn’t pull away.

You had dragged Jeongin along to watch the project, and from there, it spiraled. He brought Felix, Felix brought Seungmin and Jaein. It was an easy thing to do—everyone wanted to be part of the film club's projects, and you had an excuse to see Minho up close, even if it was just a few hours a week. You didn’t mind that Felix had pulled Jaein along, although, deep down, you couldn’t deny that it made you feel… something. You would never call it competition, especially since you and Jaein had been friends for years. But there was this uncomfortable feeling that gnawed at you whenever you saw her around Minho.

Jaein had no idea, of course. She had no idea how you felt about Minho—how he made your heart race, how you had memorized every small detail about him without even realizing it. It wasn’t her fault. You were the one who kept your feelings hidden, too proud to admit that someone else might hold his attention. But watching Jaein laugh with him, seeing her smile make him pause—something in you twisted. It was selfish, you knew. She had done nothing wrong. But it still stung.

For this particular project, Minho had actually suggested casting Jaein as the main female lead. At first, you tried not to overthink it. It made sense, after all—Jaein had that effortless charm, that natural beauty that made her shine in front of the camera. But when she turned him down, explaining she was too busy with her art club activities, it felt like the universe had given you a brief, fragile opening. That’s when things got complicated.

It wasn’t just that you were glad Jaein wasn’t part of the project now—it was the unexpected rush of relief, mixed with the feeling of being the second option, that washed over you. You didn’t want to feel that way. You didn’t want to wish for Jaein to step aside for your sake, but when the plan shifted to cast you in her place, you couldn’t stop the knot that tightened in your chest. You were glad, but it also felt like you were only second to Jaein. You hadn’t wanted to feel this way, but you did. It was complicated, and there was no easy way to untangle those emotions.

And then there was Hyunjin.

Hyunjin had always caught your attention, but not in the way Minho had. He wasn’t the effortlessly cool, confident guy who seemed to know exactly how to captivate everyone around him. No, Hyunjin was quieter—reserved, even—but there was something about him. You couldn’t place it at first, but the more you spent time with him, the more you realized: you saw yourself in him.

You recognized the quiet struggle in him, the way he would push himself to stand out, to be noticed, only to watch someone else capture the attention he’d been hoping for, especially when it comes to Jaein. That was something you understood all too well. You could see it in his eyes—the same frustration, the same longing that you had hidden from everyone around you. And in that moment, when everything felt like it was spiraling, you felt this undeniable urge to reach out to him.

Why shouldn’t you team up with him? Why shouldn’t the two of you take matters into your own hands and finally confront the mess of feelings that had been building? You and Hyunjin were on the same ground now, weren’t you? Both of you trying to get the attention of someone who seemed to belong to someone else. Maybe it was a bad idea. Maybe it was reckless. But you didn’t care. You just couldn’t keep pretending that things would work themselves out.

The tightness in your throat was unbearable. You had to stop pretending, even if it meant crossing a line you weren’t sure you could uncross.

And maybe that’s why Hyunjin’s silence now felt so familiar. It was the same silence you carried when you didn’t know what to say, when everything inside you was just too heavy to share. You weren’t the only one who had suffered silently through this crush. Hyunjin had been holding his own feelings back, just like you. Maybe this was the moment for you both to do something about it.

~~

About one hour later, you and Jeongin met up with Jisung and Yongbok at the fair because one of you was so brave, challenging a game of ‘rock, paper, scissor’ and the one who loses pays for food. The brave guy was Jisung and much to his dismay, he ended up paying. “Maybe I should keep the UNO reverse card I picked up earlier.” Yongbok says, showing us an UNO card he took from his pocket while trying to conceal a laugh. Jisung glares at him, his round cheeks being more rounded with the food in his mouth. You all laughed and Jeongin tried to poke Jisung’s eyes with two fingers going through his lensless glasses. 

Your gaze drifted absently across the crowd, your thoughts tangled in a mess of frustration, when your eyes landed on two very familiar figures. Minho and Jaein were playing a dart game, laughing as they took turns popping balloons. Minho threw with effortless precision, the dart hitting its mark every time, and you couldn’t help but watch him, mesmerized by how cool he looked—until you saw Jaein, grinning as she claimed the prize he won. She complimented him, of course. She always does.

A bitter sigh slipped from your lips, and you stabbed your corn dog with a little more force than necessary. The taste of oil and batter was drowned by the knot of envy twisting in your chest. It stung—seeing them together, so naturally in sync, while you were stuck on the outside looking in.

Then, your gaze shifted once again, and there he was. Hyunjin. He stood at a distance, his eyes locked onto the same scene—Minho and Jaein, but his expression was different from yours. There was a kind of quiet intensity in the way he watched them, like he wasn’t just seeing what you saw but something more. Something unspoken. His brow furrowed, lips slightly parted, but he didn’t move.

You couldn’t tear your eyes away from him either. Hyunjin wasn’t laughing, wasn’t pretending everything was fine. He was just watching. Maybe, just maybe, he understood exactly how you felt.

After you finished the remainder of your corn dog, you tossed the stick in a trash bin and tapped Jeongin’s back to tell him that she’s going for a stroll. With that, you courageously approached Hyunjin. Now he’s just looking at the stuffed toys displayed all over the booth. “Hey.” you greeted him without looking at him. He’s the one who glances down at you. “Oh, hey.” He then goes back to looking at the stuffed toys and you purse your lips from how awkward the atmosphere was. Well, to you, at least. You can’t just tell him directly what you want to happen. “You’re so quiet earlier, are you okay?” Dumb question, he’s obviously not and you know that. 

“Huh?” he glanced at you before looking away, keeping his hands in his pockets. “Yeah, I’m fine. Don’t worry.” He sucks at lying, that you’ll give him. You’ll know he’s lying even if you don’t even know what the true reason was. To you, he’s pretty easy to read but it requires a great understanding. Like a complex, beautiful oil painting. Each detail could have a meaning, even just a single twitch of his eyebrows.

You ran a hand through your hair, trying to break the silence that hung heavily between you both. “I saw you looking at Minho and Jaein by the balloon stall.” Hyunjin didn’t respond, his gaze fixed somewhere far off, almost vacant. It was as if he wasn’t even looking at the carnival lights, just lost in his own thoughts.

“I saw you looking too,” you added quietly, raising an eyebrow, trying to lighten the mood. But when he turned to face you, his eyes were empty. A deep sigh escaped him, the weight of something unspoken pressing on his chest. His voice was low, almost reluctant, when he finally spoke. “How do you do it?”

“Excuse me?” you frowned, not fully understanding his question. Then you saw it. The subtle tremor in his hands, the tightness around his jaw. It was more than frustration—there was something deeper, something raw.

“How do you keep it hidden, like that?” His voice cracked slightly, and you could feel the vulnerability behind his words. “How do you not get hurt?” His gaze flickered to the ground, as if even looking at you was too much.

And that’s when it hit you—he knew. He knew about your feelings for Minho, and that realization settled like a weight in your stomach. He wasn’t just asking about your ability to hide emotions; he was asking about the pain of pretending. About the ache that comes from watching someone you care for, fall for someone else.

 You inhaled deeply, like you’ve forgotten to breathe since earlier. “What made you think that I didn't get hurt?” you shifted on your feet to properly face him too. “I’m just… good at pretending, I guess. That’s why I’m an actress in our team.” You expected at least a small chuckle from him but there’s none. He just looks away, his glistening eyes being more obvious to you. “He always gets chosen as the male lead, I was always the side character. Didn’t know that even in someone’s life…”

You gritted your teeth. You didn’t know him well after all. You didn’t know that he actually felt that way towards Minho. And that’s what you mean when you have to study him like a complex renaissance painting. Not just him, but everyone else too. Your right hand makes it to his back and you pat him and both of you were silent during that whole time. That moment of silence allowed you to think about how you’re going to bring up what you intended to do. Exhaling a breath, you began to speak. “Would you like to… work together, you know…”

“What? Try to get together and make them jealous? That’s pointless… and pathetic.” Hyunjin’s expression finally changes from neutral to an utterly unamused one. He shoots you with that famous side eye of his and it almost makes you cringe. “That’s kind of the point but we’ll have to show them that we like them first then, boom!” Hyunjin’s gaze lingers on you for a while before sighing, peeling his eyes away from you then stares at you again. He’s basically judging you bare right now. “You’re serious about this aren’t you?” You nod at him, smiling. He scoffs out a laugh and points his finger at the booth where Jeongin and the others stood. “Did you come over here just to say that?”

You laughed, waving him off. “I came here to make sure you’re doing fine too.” Hyunjin only scowls at you but there’s a smile on his lips that he could barely put away. “What?” You were nervous all of a sudden and then he wraps an arm around your shoulder and starts walking. “Hey, where are we going? Are we starting now?” He didn't say anything and smiled as he made his way to Jeongin and the others with you. 

You knew it, he’s complex. Much more than the others you’ve ever met.

~~

The mission to separate Minho and Jaein had officially begun. Hyunjin made the first move, buying Jaein a drink. But just as fate would have it, Minho showed up with one of his own for her. Since Jaein already had Hyunjin's drink in hand, Minho turned to you, offering the one he'd gotten. You were taken aback by the unexpected gesture, but you accepted it without hesitation. Situations like this happened often which Jeongin and Seungmin were quick to catch on and the first thing they did was to try and knock some sense into your head. But being the brat you are, you didn’t listen.

This nonsense continued for the next few weeks and you could almost tell that Hyunjin was trying less and less. 

It’s already afternoon and it was quiet in the office. Your eyes were basically dried out and giving up, you could barely even open it. The script in your hands was faltering as you lost your grip on it and then it fell flat on the table. Someone enters the office and sees you sitting on the desk by the window. He tilts his head to the side, figuring out that you’re falling asleep. A smile forms on his lips before he sits beside you. The sunset that peeks through the window kisses your skin just right and it brings out the brown color of your hair. He lets you fall on his shoulder and takes the script from the table.

“I hope someday you’ll notice me, someday you’ll see me too.” He reads before glancing at you. “This project is just way too accurate to our situation.” he says in his thoughts, letting out a sigh. His hand goes up to tuck away your hair that was draping over your face. He bites his lower lip, pondering. “I shouldn’t be feeling this way.”

And you swore you could’ve pulled yourself out of your slumber but you’re just too tired. But his voice… It's so soothing. “Minho…?” you called him out with the voice in your head before fully succumbing to sleep.

~~

“Okay, in three, two, one, action!” It was another day of filming and the team was able to shoot the scenes that included Jaein. Now is the scene where she runs with Minho and Jeongin. The part where your character gets jealous. And here you are, truly doing your role as you watched beside Changbin. Hyunjin captures the scene, running along with them. 

Your mind kept circling back to Minho from yesterday. You couldn’t shake the feeling that you’d heard him say, “I shouldn’t be feeling this way.” The words echoed in your mind, leaving you more confused with every passing moment. Was he talking about you? Or was it something else entirely? Asking him was out of the question, though—you couldn’t bring yourself to face whatever truth might lie behind it, too afraid of what he might really mean.

Hyunjin calling your name cuts you off your trance. “It’s your turn.” You looked up to see him smiling. Well, you guessed that he’s being successful with Jaein, that’s why he’s being his usual self nowadays. You fixed yourself before walking over to them. You sat on a bench with Minho to do a scene. And while everyone was busy setting up the lights, Minho faced you with a charming smile. “How was your sleep yesterday?” You want to punch yourself. “Huh?” you frowned. He only chuckles at you. “I bet you did.” 

You blinked at him a few times before your gaze fell on the ground. So he was the guy—! The heat starts to climb its way to your ears and cheeks. You looked around, as if asking for help as if someone could calm your racing heartbeat. But you only saw Hyunjin speaking with Jaein, showing her the outcome of the previous scenes. A smile spreads on your lips and you find yourself wanting to kick your legs in the air. That was until Bangchan started the first take of the scene.

~~

The shoot was over, but the feeling that lingered afterward was like a thick fog you couldn’t shake. The crew had packed up, most of them long gone, but you stayed behind. It wasn’t that you had anything to do, it was just... everything felt unfinished. Your mind kept replaying the moments of the shoot—the laughs, the awkward pauses, the glances exchanged when no one was looking—and, of course, the weight of Minho’s words that still hovered over you.

You'd confirmed it yourself that Minho did say: "I shouldn’t be feeling this way." but what did he mean by it exactly? It made your stomach twist, and now, the confusion was gnawing at you. Asking him about it? No way. You were a coward, and you knew it. The thought of hearing the truth, whatever that was, felt way too risky. Besides, who would you even ask? Hyunjin? You almost laughed at that.

And then, just as you were lost in your own thoughts, the sound of footsteps pulled you back to reality. You looked up, and there he was—Hyunjin, standing in the doorway, like he'd been standing there forever. He had this look in his eyes, the kind that made your heart beat just a little bit faster, but there was something... guarded about him too.

“Hey,” you said softly, trying to smile but it felt too forced. Hyunjin stepped closer, his expression unreadable. “Hey. You… watching the preview?” You nodded, not trusting your voice. “Yeah, just… trying to get a feel for how it turned out. It’s a little surreal, seeing it all come together like this.” He nodded but didn't move to join you at the monitors. Instead, he leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on the floor, as if he was wrestling with something—some thought he couldn’t let go of.

"You know," he said quietly, his voice barely a whisper, "I didn't expect this to be so hard." You turned toward him, your heart suddenly racing. “What do you mean?” Hyunjin hesitated, his fingers tapping nervously against his arm. “I mean everything. I thought it would be just another project, but... it’s not. It’s just... messy." His eyes flicked to yours, briefly meeting your gaze before dropping again. "I think we all know it’s not just about the project anymore, right?" You swallowed hard, the words hanging in the air between you two, thick with unsaid things.

"Hyunjin..." You felt the pressure building in your chest. He sighed, long and slow, and for the first time, you saw the cracks in his usually composed demeanor. “I don't know if I can keep pretending. I don’t know if I can keep watching you—watching him—without feeling... like I’m losing something.”

Confusion and uncertainty dawned on you. What does he mean by that? Losing something? Jaein? You're not even sure if you heard him right.

Before you could say anything, the door swung open, and Minho stepped into the room, his usual confident swagger making him look completely out of place in the atmosphere that had suddenly grown heavy. "Is this a private conversation, or can I join?" Minho asked, his tone playful, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes. You couldn’t tell if it was just his usual charm or something deeper that he was trying to hide.

The moment passed. Hyunjin straightened, his expression slipping back into something guarded. “You’re not interrupting anything,” he said, his voice back to its usual casual tone. “Just... thinking out loud.” Minho raised an eyebrow but didn’t push it further. “Alright, well, if you’re done thinking out loud, the premiere’s in a few hours. We should probably get going.”

You nodded, the air feeling thick around you. You wanted to ask Hyunjin what he meant, wanted to ask him if he was okay, but you didn’t know how to break the tension.

The moment passed too quickly, and just like that, you found yourself walking out of the studio with Minho at your side and Hyunjin a few paces behind. Your mind raced with questions, but you couldn’t bring yourself to voice any of them. Not yet.

~~

The struggles, the hard work, and the stress mainly Bangchan and Changbin had to go through the production of their project finally paid off. The short film just premiered in the theater of their university and it received a lot of positive reactions and reviews. They were able to produce an income three times of what they had to take out from their budget. They were ecstatic, another project has gone to success. Not to mention that students have made a fanbase for Minho which they found really hilarious.

After the second showing of their short film, you guys decided to celebrate at a nearby restaurant. And as if the world has turned its back on you, you’re beyond hopeless from what you’re witnessing in front of you. Minho had his arm wrapped around Jaein and they were being so sweet it could give all the other 8 of you diabetes. Jeongin leans toward you to whisper, “What happened to your plan?” he asked and you couldn’t even glare at him because it is reserved for the new couple. 

“Stop staring.” Hyunjin whispers to your left and you feel his hand on your back. He nods at Jeongin, trying to assure him that you will be fine. And before you could even avert your gaze away from them, Jaein speaks. “Hey, is something wrong?” she looked concerned, scared even. Of course, who wouldn’t be scared if someone was staring at you as if they would kill you at any given moment. “You’re scaring me…” she adds with an awkward laugh.

You opened your mouth to say something, but no words came out. Your jaw tightened, and your hands instinctively gripped the fabric of your skirt, as if that could hold back everything you were feeling. You wanted to tell her—tell him—how much this was tearing you apart. You wanted Minho to know that it was you, not Jaein, who had wanted him first. It made you wish you could rewind time, speak to him with all the confidence you didn’t have then. But wishing for that now felt pointless, especially when someone else already has his heart—and he’s content with it. What hurt the most wasn’t just that you hadn’t acted sooner, but that you hadn’t done anything at all. Sure, you tried to come up with some ridiculous plan to push them apart, dragging Hyunjin into it, but it’s too late now. The realization hit you too late: he’s already slipping away, and you only realized that you’re losing him when he’s already falling for somebody else.

Everyone looked at you, waiting for you to speak. All of them noticed how you’re so bitter when it comes to Minho and Jaein. Yes, only you. Hyunjin left you in this battle because he was being sensible when he did. Gulping the tough lump in your throat, you shake your head no. “Nothing.” But the tears that were building up in your eyes betrayed you in front of them. “Why are you… crying?” Jaein grew more worried. Right, she doesn’t know anything. Heck, even Minho has no idea you liked him. You should’ve known your place. Minho was only frowning at you, with the same worry etched in his eyes.

You were pathetic.

“Excuse me,” you stood up from the table and left, leaving all of them dumbfounded. Or rather, most of them. Jeongin sighed, resting his elbow on the table as his hand gripped on his forehead. Seungmin looked at each one of them, with the couple and Bangchan asking for at least little explanation. And Hyunjin, he pushes himself from the table and goes after you.

The cold wind of the evening hits your skin like thousands of needles, causing goosebumps to appear on your skin, indifferent from the pain that’s engulfing your chest. You’ve never thought of yourself being helpless, but here you are running away from shame. How desperate did you seem when you asked Hyunjin to separate Minho and Jaein? And just how foolish were you when you didn’t listen to Jeongin and Seungmin? And when you thought you finally had him? You felt… wronged. You wronged yourself and you could’ve wronged Minho and Jaein and everyone else if you got even more desperate.

You had no more energy and just stood there in the middle of the street, crying. Hyunjin finally catches up, calling your name. He stands behind you, panting from the run. “Hey…” he calls you softly. “I know you didn’t expect that but we’re not in the position to get in between them.” You turned to face him, bitterness and pain was painted like a melancholy masterpiece in your eyes. “The plan, why did you stop?”

Hyunjin had already foresaw you asking him why and he struggled to make the right words to explain. “Didn’t you see how happy they are together? Do you really want to take that away from them?” Hyunjin runs a hand through his hair, taking a step closer to you. His eyes tell you how determined he is to make you understand. "Minho is my friend, and I’ve always liked Jaein, but I came to realize that seeing them happy together was far more important than keeping her all to myself. I know I could never give her the same level of happiness she has with him, and that understanding made me let go."

He stops for a moment, breath catching in his chest as he stares at you. The sight of your tear-streaked face, your eyes swollen from crying, makes his heart ache. Without a word, Hyunjin reaches out. His hand is gentle, tentative, like he's not sure if you’ll pull away. He brushes a stray tear from your cheek, his touch soft but firm. He sighs quietly, his voice low and sincere. “And I hope you’d come to understand that too.” His words hang between you, thick with something unspoken—something that’s been growing in him for a long time.

You shake your head, feeling the ache in your chest tighten. Your gaze flickers away from him, unable to meet the weight of his eyes any longer. Your mind races, desperately trying to piece together the fragments of your heart and the confusion swirling inside you. You’re not ready for this, not ready to face the truth. “But—he said it, Hyunjin,” you whisper, almost frantic. “He said… he said he shouldn’t be feeling this way. When I was sleeping in the office, when I was so lost, he—he said he shouldn’t be feeling this way.” Your words tumble out in a rush, as if by saying them faster, you can make them real, make them mean something. Maybe Minho had felt something—maybe, just maybe, he had felt a spark, even the slightest flicker of the same emotions that have been tormenting you. You want to believe that. You need to.

But Hyunjin doesn’t look away, doesn’t flinch. Instead, his hands move to your face, cupping your cheeks gently but with a firmness that forces you to focus only on him. “Listen to me,” he says softly, but with a quiet intensity that makes your heart skip. “That was me.” Your mind stumbles over the words. You blink, confused, your pulse quickening as you try to process what he’s just said. “What…?” you murmur, unable to comprehend.

Hyunjin’s thumbs lightly stroke your skin, the touch grounding you, calming you even as the truth begins to settle in your chest like a heavy stone. “I was the one who said that,” he continues, his voice lower now, more vulnerable. “Not Minho. It was me, when you were asleep at the office. When you were hurting… I told you that I shouldn’t be feeling this way."

The revelation hits you like a blow. It’s as if the ground beneath your feet suddenly shifts, the realization of his confession bringing everything into sharp, painful clarity. The world that you thought you understood, the fragile hopes you’d built around Minho’s words, suddenly crumbles.

For a moment, you just stare at him, searching his face, trying to make sense of what he’s saying. It doesn’t make sense. Why would he have done that? Why would he step in like that?

Hyunjin’s gaze never wavers.  His thumbs trace slow, soothing circles on your skin, as if trying to erase the rawness of the moment, trying to calm the storm in your chest. “I didn’t want you to know, not like this,” he admits, his voice thick with emotion. “But I couldn’t just watch you spiral, thinking that Minho might have felt something when he didn’t. I didn’t want you to hold on to something that wasn’t there.”

He doesn’t wait for you to respond. Instead, his voice cracks as he continues, the raw emotion in it making your heart ache. “Don’t tell me…” His breath falters slightly as he looks at you, his eyes searching yours desperately, pleading without words. “...that now that I’m falling for you, it’s still Minho who’s my competition?”

A sharp intake of breath catches in your throat. You want to speak, to reassure him, but the words escape you, tangled in the emotions rushing through you. Hyunjin shakes his head then, his tears finally breaking free, slipping down his cheeks, and for the first time, you realize how vulnerable he really is. “Please… don’t,” he whispers, his voice almost a plea, the weight of it making your heart ache in ways you didn’t know were possible. He’s not just asking for your understanding; he’s begging for your honesty, for the truth between you two, even if it’s painful.

You want to say something, anything, but the words feel like they would only make everything worse. Instead, you try to reach for him, to offer him some kind of comfort, but your hand trembles as it hovers in the space between you. “But Hyunjin…” you begin, your voice shaky, caught somewhere between doubt and frustration. The truth is more complicated than that, and you’re not sure you have the answers he’s asking for.

Hyunjin, as if reading your silence, cuts you off softly, his voice filled with a quiet desperation. “I know. I know it’s all so sudden, all of it. I’m not expecting you to just… fall into place. But please…” His grip on you tightens, his hands pressing into your shoulders, almost as if he’s trying to anchor himself, to make sure you know just how real this is, how much he’s willing to fight for you. “I can’t lose someone again. I can’t lose you.” There’s an intensity in his words, an urgency that makes your heart skip a beat. It’s like he’s already living through the pain of the possibility of losing you, the fear of letting you slip away. You can see the rawness in his eyes now—no more masks, no more walls. Just a man who’s afraid, afraid of being left behind again.

His arms encircle you, and the pressure against your body feels like a promise, a silent vow that he won’t let you go, not now, not ever. “If you go further away, I might fall apart by myself,” he murmurs into your ear, his voice low and heavy with the weight of his words. It’s not just a confession; it’s a surrender. He’s laying himself bare before you, letting you see the depth of his feelings and the fear he’s carried for so long, a fear of losing the one person he’s starting to believe he can truly hold onto.

For a moment, you don’t know how to respond. Your breath is caught in your throat, and your heart is racing in your chest, torn between the overwhelming emotion of his words and the uncertainty that still clouds your own feelings. But one thing is clear—he’s not asking for just your love, not in the way you might have thought. He’s asking for the chance to stand beside you, to fight for you, to not be left alone in the storm of his emotions.

And that, in itself, is enough to make your heart ache with something you’re not yet ready to name.

Yahooo!! So yeahh, that's it! Let me know if you guys wanna see how Hyunjin and MC is gonna make this whole thing work. And if you have some suggestions and any comment for improvement let me know too!!

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Dolly III

~ part 3 of the Dolly series

pairing: lee felix x afab!reader

genre: smut, fluff, elements of horror

synopsis: as a rare doll collector, a unique sex doll piques your interest and you have to own it.

wc: 8.2k

warnings: mentions of bruises, blood and needles, some violence, haunted dolls

nsfw warnings: grinding, praise, lots of kissing, body worship, handjob, cum tasting, oral (m and f), unprotected sex, creampie

~ divider by @bunnysrph

"Good morning, Matilda. Prudence, how do you do? Ah, Mr. Avery. Looking particularly swell today." the dolls stare at you with their big eyes and smiling faces while you greet them just like every day.

Whistling about the kitchen as you prepare breakfast, your life companions are always there to listen to you and bring you comfort.

"You know, we have an exciting new family member arriving to us today. I'm expecting all of you to act polite and give him a warm welcome to his new home." you point your spatula at the dolls that were decorating the kitchen.

"I mean all of you!" you yell out, chuckling after.

"We all know what happens to naughty dolls. You don't want to experience the same scorching punishment they did." you smirk at them and though they are usually silent, it seems like they're even more quiet now.

Alive in your mind, they've heard you and are now shivering in fear but anticipating the arrival of the newest addition to your precious collection.

You really do expect them to be on their best behavior.

Not long after breakfast, your package arrives.

You practically rip open the huge box and tear off all the covers and bubble wrap, throwing them carelessly behind you.

"Oh!" you gasp.

"My my, you're just such a beauty, aren't you?" you smile at the doll staring at you from the box.

"You look like a little angel." your hands cup his cheeks.

"So soft. So sweet. You're going to be perfect for us." you look at him fondly. "Welcome home, Felix."

You lean down to kiss his cute nose, observing the freckles on his face.

He is just stunning, every little crease on him looks perfect and most importantly; he looks alive.

Yes, people might be creeped out by your love of dolls, collecting them, playing with them and hanging out with them but you never cared.

They were everything to you ever since you were a little girl so you spent so much money on getting the most rare and unique dolls you could, even getting a few ones that were supposedly haunted.

The thought of that exhilirated you, and you were convinced all of them were alive especially after you'd find them in different places or hear them giggle and whisper.

You loved that, respected the dolls and their needs but you always let them know that you were the head of the house.

It was going to be the same with this special doll.

As soon as you saw the ad, you wished you could buy all eight of them and have the rarest and craziest collection ever but they were so expensive so you settled on getting only Felix.

He just seemed so sweet and innocent to you, out of all 8 of them, you thought he looked the most doll-like and would go perfectly with your porcelain doll collection; just one of many you had.

You didn't care much that he was a sex doll, but seeing him now up close made you understand the appeal for that too.

You grabbed the manual to skim over it, not really caring about what it says, you were more interested in the letter that was in Felix's hand.

You slowly picked it up and opened it.

Hello,

my name is Felix and I am your comforting doll.

I love cuddles, hugs and kisses, sweets (especially chocolate). And videogames!

Please always keep me close to you as I love to feel your warmth, and no matter what you do with me always end it with a sweet kiss.

"You're a little cuddlebug, hm?" you pout at him. "You're just becoming cuter by the second!"

Finding another paper tucked in the pocket of his jeans, you pull it out and open it too.

My darling!

I'm ready for our first cuddling session!

I hope you bring fluffy pillows and enjoy our first night together.

"Ah! So adorable!" you squeal. "Let me introduce you to everyone." you add, quickly grabbing him and lifting him up.

"Fam, this is Felix, a very special doll. I expect you give him a warm welcome and help him feel at ease here. This is now his home as much as it is yours and I will not tolerate any sour behavior!" you say.

Of course, it's quiet but you know that they've understood you.

One of the ventriloquist dolls lips open and you chuckle.

"Yes, Parker. I know he's pretty. Now close your mouth or you'll catch flies." you chuckle, standing up and making your way to the doll.

With your fingers on its chin, you gently close the wooden doll's mouth.

"Now, where were we? Ah, yes! That outfit is atrocious. But don't worry, sweet Felix. I already prepared clothes that I know will fit your pretty face perfectly." you smirk, hoisting Felix in your arms and lifting him up.

Once you make it to your bedroom, you gently lay him down on your fluffy bed and open your wardrobe, looking at the neatly hung up outfits you had ordered online right after ordering Felix.

The dolls on the shelves all stare at him as you whistle a tune, picking out his outfit.

"This should do it." you grab one of them and make your way towards your bed.

"Let's get you out of this... whatever it is." you grip the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting it up and gasping when you notice his abs.

"Interesting." you poke his stomach and then his side. "I bet you're ticklish." you add, sliding his arms out of the shirt and tossing it aside.

"Oh!" you gasp again, noticing a few freckles on his chest. "You're so precious, Felix." your finger traces his beauty marks gently, almost making you hypnotized.

You snap out of it and unbutton his jeans, pulling the zipper down and feeling your face flush when you realize your touch had aroused the doll.

"Did you get excited, precious dolly?" you giggle at him, before looking around at the other dolls who were fixated on Felix.

"It is rude to stare." you chastise them, but they continue looking as you slide his pants down and toss them on the floor.

"I think you need help with this, Lixie." you chew on your lip as you hook your fingers in his boxers.

As soon as you slide them down, a wave of embarassment washes over you as you stare at his hard cock, glistening at the tip.

It seems that there are a few freckles on his length too and your thighs press together involuntarily.

It's been a while since you've been with someone, most people you tried to date couldn't understand your obsession with dolls and there was no way you were going to choose them over your doll family.

But, seeing that Felix was a doll and a sex doll at that, you didn't see harm in using him for what he's made for.

"We can help each other, but you can forget about putting that inside me." you warn, lifting your dress up and pushing your panties down.

"This will have to suffice, my little Lixie." you giggle as you throw your leg over him and press your wet core against his cock.

Slowly, you start grinding against him, your arousal coating his cock and balls, little whimpers leaving your mouth as you close your eyes and throw your head back.

It really has been so long, and Felix is so warm and pliant, laying under you taking it.

You speed up as you feel your high building up, you look back down at him and notice that his cheeks are rosy, making him look even cuter.

You whimper as you stare at his pretty face, his tip catching onto your clit a few times and almost slipping inside.

"Don't be naughty, Lixie. Or I'll have to punish you." you whine as his cock catches on your entrance, the tip twitching inside you.

It's as if something flashes in his eyes and you whimper loudly, cumming all over his cock and riding your high against his throbbing erection.

"You didn't cum yet?" you pout, remembering there was something about that in the manual.

"Ah, yes, you like having your hair pulled on." you smirk and continue grinding against him, your fingers now tangled in his hair.

"Cum for me, my angel." you pull on his hair and his cock twitches against your wetness before he explodes on his abs, the warm liquid pooling around his belly button and making you more wet as you grind on him once again, his cum smeared on your cunt.

You look at him as you stop your movements, your heart beating fast.

"Look what a mess we made, Lixie." you shake your head before getting up and heading to the bathroom, the dolls chilling in your room still with their eyes fixed on Felix.

You come back after cleaning yourself up to clean him too, so you can dress him in the clothes you bought him.

It's a bit of a struggle but you get a feeling that Felix really wants to cooperate.

"There, now you look like a real angel." you smile as you lean back, satisfied with the white loose pants and the white shirt, embroidered with golden flowers.

"I have some work to do on you yet." you sit him up and then grab some of your makeup.

You gently work on his face, putting some light gold eyeshadow on his eyelids, a few sparkles under his eyes and he seems to be pouting.

"You think I forgot to give you a sweet kiss, don't you?" you smirk. "I didn't, don't worry."

You finish up on his eye makeup then grab a pink lipstick, opening it up and applying it on your lips first.

"A finishing touch." you lean in, holding his face before you press your lips into his heart shaped ones, kissing him gently.

You giggle as you lean away, removing the smeared lipstick and repairing what stayed on his lips with your finger as he practically stares at you.

His eyes seem shiny and warm, something deep and dark inside them too and you can't look away.

"My sweet Lixie. So good for me." you kiss his nose and then his cheeks, making sure to kiss his pretty freckles.

You almost get completely lost in him, forgetting about the dolls watching you until one of them falls down onto the floor with a loud thud, making you jerk away from Felix.

"Jonathan! You startled me!" you reprimand the wooden doll before standing up and coming to it.

You take him in your arms and look at him.

"Are you jealous?" you ask as you gently put him back in his place, fixing his shirt and hat.

"Don't worry, I love you all equally." you pat the doll's head before turning to look at Felix.

You have a feeling that might change soon.

-

You take Felix to your workshop, a small room where you dedicate your time to repair dolls, sew their torn clothes or make them new outfits, sometimes even making a few dolls of your own.

"Welcome to my workshop, Lixie. I spend lots of time here so I guess you will too. Now, I should've started with this, but you... distracted me." your eyes fall down to his crotch before you look up at him.

"I will make sure you have everything you need and I will always treat you well, but of course I expect that to be reciprocated. Which means you are to behave well in this house, listen to what I say and be good to your brothers and sisters. If you ever do something to break the rules, there will be repercussions. And trust me, you don't want to get on my bad side." you wave your finger at the doll and it seems like he's listening intently, his eyes seemingly fearful as you sit across from him, making eye contact.

"Don't be scared, Lixie. I have a feeling that you're a good boy and that you'll be obedient. We will have no problems, you and I. I'll even reward your good behavior." you smirk at him, caressing his soft cheeks.

You lean in to press a kiss on his lips before you turn to your table and start working on your broken dolls.

Felix stares at you from where you left him, his hands tucked in his lap and eyes fixed on your hunched frame.

You almost forget about his presence as you concentrate on your work, every detail you sew into their clothes, the love you pour into them, in a way giving them a soul of their own.

Your hands seemed to dance as you kept working, until you felt a sharp pain in your neck.

"Ow!" you mutter and sit up, realizing you've been hunched over for too long, your shoulders tense, pain throbbing in your neck. "Time for a break." you announce, your stomach growling after that.

"And food, I guess." you turn to Felix, finally acknowledging his existence.

He looks to you like he wants to say something, even though he is sitting still.

"What is it, Lixie?" you lean in closer, looking right into his eyes.

He stays silent.

"Ah, you're shy. You'll come around. I'll wait for you to show yourself to me." you smirk, kissing his nose, your fingertips tracing the pretty freckles on his face.

After giving him a little kiss, you take him to your garden, which was thankfully surrounded by a tall wooden fence, hiding you away from the rest of the world.

"Sit here and I'll be right back." you sit him down on one of the fancy chairs, brushing away the hair that fell into his face.

You bring a few of your other dolls, sitting them down on the other chairs, bringing all of them a set of china; plates, cups and everything.

It's all themed with pink flowers, making everything look even more proper and fancy.

"Socialize." you wave your hand before disappearing into the kitchen, preparing a quick lunch for yourself.

You walk out into the garden some 15 minutes later with a plate of food for yourself and a glass of juice.

"I hope you're being nice to Felix." you say as you sit down, eyeing the four dolls sitting around the table, Felix being exactly across from you.

He looks a tad timid, and you're 100% sure that the expressions on his face keep changing, you know you're not just imagining it because other dolls you own have changed expressions or positions, some even giggled and whispered.

With your doll experience, Felix doesn't scare you, quite the opposite, you're waiting for him to start talking.

You make small talk with your dolls, about this beautiful day, how sunny and warm it is, how good lunch turned out.

As you continued talking, suddenly one of the cups started shaking and you look at the porcelain doll sitting next to Felix.

"Jenevieve. Don't do that! Behave." you warn but it's too late, the cup flies right into Felix's side, hitting him hard before crashing onto the floor, pieces of it flying everywhere.

Anger bubbles up in your veins as you take a deep breath in.

"You little bitch." you almost growl at the porcelain doll before standing up abruptly and grabbing a fistful of her hair.

"That's it, you're getting punished!" you seethe, walking back into the house as you carry her by her hair all the way down to the basement.

"You're gonna think long and hard about your behavior. And after you do, you will apologize to Felix. Like it or not he is family now." you say before laying the doll in a box and locking it.

"I know you're claustrophobic. So this will be a nice lesson for you never to misbehave again." you smirk before making your way back upstairs.

You quickly run to Felix, gasping when you notice a single tear running down his cheek.

"I'm sorry, angel." you wipe it away quickly, kissing his cheek after.

"Let's see the damage." you undo his shirt and sure enough there is a bruise forming on his side.

"For this, Jenevieve will get a week in the dungeon." you say angrily, your fingertips brushing against the bruise. "I'll take care of you, sweet Lixie. I promise that'll never happen again."

-

The same evening, you brought Felix to your bed, stripping him out of the shirt so you could take care of his bruise.

You flip through the manual seeing the warning about not bruising the doll and anxiety washes over you, hoping he wasn't now damaged in some irreparable way.

You rummage through your bathroom cabinet, finding a cream that was used for bruises, skipping back to Felix.

"Well, you're warm, you can blush, bruise and cry. And... cum." you giggle quietly. "So I guess this would help you?" you purse your lips before taking some cream out and gently applying it on his bruise.

"There-" you pause, seeing a bulge growing in his pants. "Really? You're so sensitive." you tsked, your hands on his thighs, gripping the flesh shortly.

You look at Felix's face and melt.

He's blushing again, his cheeks rosy followed by the tips of his ears becoming red.

"You're such a cutie." you coo at him. "But you're gonna have to wait a bit. I have to take off your make up and brush your hair. I want you to be all comfy in bed." you nod to yourself, getting up to retrieve makeup wipes and a brush.

You start gently removing his makeup, leaving little kisses on his cheeks and nose, pressing your lips into his plush ones.

After cleaning him up, you take the brush and sit him up more comfortably so you can start brushing his hair.

"Oh you really like this." your eyes widen as you notice him twitching in his pants. "Like your hair played with, my pretty angel?" you twirl a strand of his soft hair between your fingers.

"Give me three minutes." you hurry to your bathroom to get ready for bed before skipping back to Felix excitedly.

"I'm here sweetie." you grab his face and crash your lips against his.

The way he was made, his lips seemed to be kissing back, so soft and sweet against yours.

You kissed him for some time, already addicted to his taste before you started leaving kisses on his jaw, all the way to his ear.

He only seemed to become even more red, the color seeping onto his neck and chest.

"My shy Lixie." you giggle, leaving kisses on the column of his neck.

He feels so soft and smells so sweet, making you want to do this forever, just kiss him everywhere as he lays and takes it.

You liked being in control, it made you feel powerful as your hands roamed all over his body, his skin so soft like a baby's, you couldn't stop touching him.

Your lips covered every inch of Felix as you kissed his chest, his arms, his stomach, his hands.

Taking your sweet time to worship him.

You slid his pants off, getting up to put them on the chair where you've already left the shirt.

Felix was blushing profusely and he was very warm as you touched him, his cock throbbing, the tip red and angry, glistening with his wetness.

"You're working yourself up, dolly. You need to calm down a little or I won't give you what you want." you smirk, sliding your hands on his supple thighs, up to his balls where you lightly grazed them with your fingertips.

His cock twitched in protest, his face even redder now.

"If you act naughty, I'll leave you like this all night. Don't test me, my little prince."

Felix's lips seemed pouty at that and you waited a little, only gently caressing his smooth arms, the redness of his face and body subsiding slowly until only his cheeks were rosy like before.

"Good boy." his cock leaked and twitched at the praise.

"Ah, my dolly likes to be praised?" you giggled delightfully, smoothing out his hair.

"I'll keep that in my mind." you winked at him, fingertips grazing against his length before you finally wrapped your hand around him.

"Good boys get rewards." you coo at him, thumbing at his wet slit.

Felix's ears become red again.

"I'll take care of you, sweetie. Don't worry." you whisper as you lean down, leaving kisses all over his skin as you start moving your hand.

You play with him for as long as you want to, torturing his cock as you alternate between fast and slow movements, at times using only one hand and then both or fondling his balls, your lips never leaving his heated skin.

You explore him with your tongue, swirling it around his nipples and noticing how he got even more wet because of it.

"So sensitive. Cute." you kiss his lips, your hand tangling in his hair.

"You wanna cum, dolly? Ah, I wish I could hear you beg, I bet you'd sound so sweet all desperate for me." you coo at Felix, gripping his hair and pulling it back as you jerk him off faster.

He explodes all over your hand and himself, making you gasp from the amount that spurted out, curiosity taking you over as you scoop some of it on your finger, licking it up.

"Mm. Are you strawberry flavored?" you chuckle, swirling your finger in his cum to lick at it again.

"Maybe cotton candy?" you giggle again before kissing him sweetly.

You clean Felix up and cozy up to him, curling your body around his as you wrap your arms around him.

You hope that from that day on, everything goes smoothly; without any more incidents.

The following week passed by just as you expected, with no incidents, the dolls now on their best behavior after they've witnessed Jenevieve being dragged down to the basement.

Felix became an obsession of sorts, you just couldn't keep your hands off of him.

You've never owned a doll like him, and to say that you're infatuated is an understatement.

Constantly kissing him and touching him made you equally as aroused as it did him.

You wanted him in every way, but you didn't want to use all his capabilities on your own, instead you wished he'd snap out of it and do it by himself, participate and react to your touches more than just heating up, blushing or twitching.

You felt sad every day you had to leave for work, leaving Felix alone with the other dolls.

You warned them not to try anything or you'd burn them to a crisp.

But as you finally let Jenevieve out, hoping she had learned her lesson, you had no idea how it would actually make all hell break loose.

"Now, Jenevieve I hope you're sorry for what you've done and that you understand why it was wrong. This can never happen again, okay?" you told her before putting her back in her place.

You sat Felix on your bed, caressing him and kissing him for some time.

"Be a good boy, Lixie." you kiss his forehead.

"And all of you too. Behave or else." you give Felix one last kiss before leaving the house.

It was obvious that some of your dolls felt neglected.

This was their home and in their eyes Felix was an intruder they had to get rid of.

He was taking up all your time, soaking up all your attention, getting all your love.

There were dolls that didn't agree, they liked Felix and thought he was sweet just like you did.

Some were just scared to share their opinion, afraid of being locked in the basement, smashed to pieces or burned into ashes.

The neglected dolls had come up with a plan.

They were going to destroy Felix so by the time you come home, there is nothing left to salvage.

-

"I'm home!" you announced cheerfully as you entered your house, a bag of groceries secured in your arm.

Whistling, you made your way to the living room but stopped dead in your tracks when you saw a few drops of red liquid on the floor, something that looked like blood.

You stood in shock for a moment before dropping the bag of groceries on the floor, as they made a loud thud sound, the apples you bought rolling around your living room.

With a gasp, you started running up the stairs, all of them painted in little red dots, anxiety building up with each step you took.

When you reached your bedroom, a shriek escaped your lips, echoing off of the walls.

Felix was thrown on the floor, his body and face bruised and cut up, the outfit you dressed him in torn into pieces.

What was most concerning was the blood dripping out of his wounds.

Your heart started beating fast in fear.

Noticing Jenevieve standing in the corner together with some of your other dolls made your blood boil, your body starting to shake with rage as your eyes blurred with tears.

With a loud growl as rage took you over completely, you ran downstairs to grab your sledgehammer.

"I told you. I told you to behave!" you screamed at the culprits, lifting up your weapon and smashing the first doll that was nearest to you.

"How could you do this?" you cried, continuing to pound your sledgehammer on the dolls, damaging your wall and furniture in the process.

Jenevieve was last and you smirked at her.

"Goodbye, bitch." you said before smashing her into pieces, the sound of porcelain breaking was so satisfying in your ears.

"Do any of you have anything to add?" you looked at the other dolls coldly, the ones that didn't dare move from their designated place.

"Didn't think so." you added, fresh tears sliding down your cheeks as your eyes caught sight of Felix again.

"Shit!" you exclaimed, falling down to your knees and grabbing his face gently.

He was crying.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I left you alone with them Lixie! I will make this right, I promise!" you cried as you held onto him.

You ran to your bathroom to grab a first aid kit, running back to Felix as fast as you could.

You tended to his wounds, tears falling down your face onto his cheeks and mixing with his own.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." you kept whispering as you took care of him, worry growing inside you when Felix became colder to the touch.

"I think this one needs stitches." you noticed a gash on his hand. "How did they do this? I'll never let anyone hurt you again, Felix."

That night, you brought Felix to your workshop, sewing up his wound and hoping that he would heal just like the bruise from his first day here was healing.

You didn't want to look at your dolls, opting to take Felix to the guest room, the only empty room in the house, getting him all comfy in your fluffiest blankets before you joined him under the covers.

"I love you a lot Lixie. Even though it's only been a week. You're my favorite doll ever." you kissed his cheek before cuddling him, holding him close to your body as you felt him warm up.

A smile spread on your face.

He's going to be okay.

Over the next few weeks, Felix's wounds have healed nicely.

You've asked to work from home so you could be with him all day.

It was quiet in your house, all of the other dolls were now even more afraid of you, after your little sledgehammer revenge.

You cuddled Felix a lot, holding him close whenever you could, playing with his soft hair and doting on him the entire time.

His face seemed to change throughout that time, from an expression of sadness and pain back to happiness and his rosy cheeks.

Once he was fully healed, you decided to bake a chocolate cake to celebrate his recovery.

Of course, he was in the kitchen with you, watching you work on the sweet treat.

You had more than one sweet treat in mind, you thought, giggling to yourself as you swiped some chocolate cream on your finger.

"Mm. So tasty." you smirked, looking directly at Felix.

"You wanna taste?" you took some more, coming closer to him and pressing your finger on his lips.

"Come on, I know you want it." you smirked. "I'll let you taste something even sweeter later."

He didn't react in the way you wanted him to, but his face was quickly becoming red.

Sighing, you leaned back and continued making the cake.

Once it was finished, you decided to let it cool down and take Felix to your living room.

"Look at that. I didn't even touch you." you giggled, the bulge in his pants evident.

He was finally all well and healed so you let yourself explore his body with your hands and lips.

It didn't take long for you to strip him, your eyes glued to his pretty cock, all hard for you.

"You make me wanna do things I usually don't." you sighed, gently stroking him.

"But you've been so good for me, so I gotta reward you." you laid Felix down, kneeling between his legs.

You kissed his thighs, lightly biting into his skin and noticing how he twitched at that.

You wanted to taste him and have him in your mouth which is something you were usually uncomfortable with but Felix made you want to do all those things you thought you never would.

"My good boy." you praise him, your lips pressing gentle kisses into his leaking cock.

Felix's body flushed as you kept kissing and licking at him, your hands sliding slowly on his soft skin, mapping him out.

You kissed his tip, tasting his pre-cum, sweet like cotton candy and you couldn't wait anymore as you wrapped your lips around him.

Your tongue tingled from the sweet taste as you swirled it around his head, a moan escaping your lips and making him leak even more.

Felix's fingers twitched on his side and your eyes widened a little as you took more of him in.

Hoping he would move again, you started bobbing your head faster, taking him in deeper, moaning around him and creating vibrations around his throbbing cock.

His fingers twitched a few more times, every time his tip hit the back of your throat it seemed to make him move.

Determined to snap him out of whatever trance he was in you gave it your all, drooling around his length as you sucked him harder, your hand squeezing his sensitive balls.

Taking you by surprise, Felix came, filling your mouth up with his cum and making you sputter as you didn't expect it.

You managed to swallow some, the rest making a mess out of his crotch.

You knew he was supposed to cum only after you pull on his hair so how did this happen?

Now, you had an even bigger inkling that Felix was alive.

A smirk spread on your lips as you stared at his reddened face.

"D'you want a taste, angel?" you giggled, your hand between your legs.

"Yeah, you do." you added, gathering some of your juices before bringing them up to his lips.

You pushed your finger in his mouth, making him taste you.

"I know you like that, my pretty prince."

You gave him a few kisses before cleaning him up.

"We can eat some cake tomorrow." you told him as you laid him down in your bed, the guest room now becoming your room.

As you cuddled up to Felix that night, you had no idea that he would finally wake up while you slept.

-

Felix's eyes widened as he fought for breath, his heart beating hard against his chest.

He gripped at the sheets, fisting them in pain as his whole body hurt.

You were sleeping peacefully on your side, facing him and for some reason he was terrified.

Felix saw what you did when you got angry so he didn't want to upset you in any way even though you treated him well, so well that he knew he loved you as much as you loved him.

But with confusion and fear running through his veins, he decided not to wake you up, instead he got up quietly in search of food and water.

He knew that if he took something from the fridge, you'd know he was awake so Felix made his way to your pantry, his feet padding on the floor quietly.

On his way there, his knee collided into a chair and he cursed quietly, his eyes widening as he looked back to the direction of your room.

Felix gulped, listening for some time and after deciding it was safe he entered the pantry.

He found some cookies and in his hunger he devoured most of them, accidentally leaving the wrapper and the crumbs behind.

After drinking some water, Felix returned to bed, deciding to let you sleep and maybe tell you that he's alive tomorrow.

-

Waking up the next day, you started the morning like any other, kissing Felix's sweet face.

But, something was different this morning.

His eyes were closed.

"Hm." you looked at him and he seemed to be breathing but it was so early in the morning that you thought you had dreamed it up.

Suddenly, your phone rang, scaring you out of your thoughts.

"Hi, Jackie!" it was your childhood best friend, the only person who tolerated your obsession with dolls.

She didn't mind it much and she loved you for who you were, the two of you grew up together, going through all the ups and downs with each other.

"Hey, y/n! I'm in town this weekend so I thought we could catch up." she said cheerfully.

"Of course, I'd love to!" you sat up, momentarily forgetting about Felix as you made your way to the kitchen with a smile on your face.

"Great, I can't wait to share all the tea I have." she said and you giggled before noticing something weird.

There was a glass you didn't touch on the counter, and your pantry door was open so you walked towards it as Jackie yapped in your ear.

As you turned the light on, you noticed half eaten cookies on the floor, the wrapper pulled apart seemingly with teeth.

"What? Do I have rats in my house?" you chuckled.

"I'm not a rat." a deep voice said behind you and you shrieked, turning around, your phone almost slipping out of your hand.

"Y/n? What's wrong?" Jackie asked.

"I'm gonna have to call you back." you said as you hung up, staring at Felix as he stood before you with his eyes wide, a timid look on his face, his cheeks rosy and lips pouty.

His hands were clasped together as he played with his fingers.

"F-Felix?" your eyes welled up with happy tears.

"It's me." he said, the depth of his voice shocking you once again, you didn't expect your sweet angel would have such deep vocal chords.

"Oh!" you laughed in delight, throwing your arms around him and hugging him tightly.

Felix gasped at your onslaught of love as you squeezed him so tight that you knocked his breath out of his lungs.

"I knew you'd come to me eventually, my angel." you gently took his face in your hands, your thumbs moving back and forth on his cheeks slowly.

"Y-you're not mad at me?" he asks cutely, blinking at you.

"No, no, not at all! Though, you left a mess." you shake your head and his face becomes redder.

"I'm sorry, I will clean it up." he says timidly and you giggle.

"Oh, you are so adorable!" cuteness aggression takes you over completely as you pinch his cheeks and kiss his plump lips repeatedly, making him giggle.

His stomach growled and he looked at you embarassingly, his face red and you chuckled.

"You need a proper meal." you said, deciding to make the classic eggs and bacon combo.

You took his hands and led him to the chair, sitting him down.

"Let me help you." Felix beamed at you.

"It's okay, Lixie. I like taking care of you."

"I know, but I want to do the same for you."

You melted instantly, kissing him again, it was hard to be apart from him.

The two of you made breakfast together, albeit clumsily as he was still confused about everything.

After eating, the two of you sat in the garden, you with your cup of coffee and Felix with his cup of hot cocoa, two slices of the chocolate cake you made last night served on the fine china.

"What made you wake up?" you asked.

"I- I'm not sure. I tried doing it before, I only managed to move my fingers or toes slightly, sometimes my eyes. It was honestly like I was imprisoned in my own body. I wanted to- to reciprocate, hold you properly and take care of you like you do to me." he said, looking away as he blushed once more.

"Ah, you are so sweet my prince. Just how I imagined. I knew you were alive, I was just hoping and waiting for you to break out of the hypnotized state."

"You think I was hypnotized?" Felix tilts his head at you.

"Do you remember anything before coming here?" you ask, reaching out to touch his hand gently.

"I remember this big cold room. And water. So much water. And there were others but I can't remember their faces. We were all there in the big room. There was a voice talking to us, I- I don't know what it said. But I think it was giving out commands." the more Felix talked about his past, the more worked up he was getting, his hands shaking, a thin sheen of sweat covering his forehead.

"Hey, hey it's okay. You don't have to tell me everything right away. It must be upsetting." you quickly stand up, holding his face and caressing him.

"I don't wanna go back there."

"You won't." you smile, sitting in his lap.

Felix freezes, his eyes wide and lips falling open, his face taking on the familiar rosy color.

"Y/n." he looks up at you cutely and you lean in, kissing him lovingly.

"You're no longer just my dolly. You're my boyfriend now." you giggle and he smiles the most beautiful bright smile you have ever seen.

"Oh! I am?"

"Mhm." you nod and lean in to kiss him again, your tongue licking at his bottom lip and he opens his mouth, letting you explore him properly now that he's awake, your hand tangled in his soft hair.

"I love you, Lixie." you kiss the tip of his nose.

"I love you y/n. Thank you for everything. For being so good to me and helping me heal when those dolls..." he shivers.

"Of course. Sorry if I went a little crazy. I know I can be insane sometimes. It's just when I saw you like that on the floor, I felt my heart break. I needed to smash them into pieces so they can never hurt you again."

"No, I'm glad you did that. If I could, I'd fight back."

"I know you would." you smile, shifting on his lap as you caress his face.

Scooting closer to him, you feel him press into you.

"I'm sorry." Felix whimpers, looking everywhere but at you. "I know you don't want to... you know."

"I do. Now that you're awake." you nod and his eyes widen.

"Oh?"

"Let's go inside." you giggle at his shocked expression.

"W-what do I do?" Felix looks at you unsurely as you sit on your bed. "Usually you're in charge..."

"You can take the lead, angel. Whatever you had in mind all this time, you can do now." you smile at him, taking his hands in yours to reassure him.

"I wanna worship you like you do to me." he blushes profusely and you chuckle.

"Of course." you say, the two of you starting with loving kisses, layers of clothing slowly coming off.

Felix lays you down gently, looking panicked for a moment, like he doesn't know what to start with, and as his eyes travel all over your body, the redness on his face spreads to his ears and neck.

Ultimately, he decides to do what you did, leaning down to kiss your neck first.

You throw your head back, giving him space as his plump lips gently travel on your skin.

You close your eyes as Felix's worships you, his lips so sweet on your hot skin, his hands caressing you gently as he slides them on your arms, then to your waist and tummy before slowly going up to cup your breasts.

"L-Lixie." you whimper as he plays with your nipples before leaning in to kiss them, his tongue darting out to swirl around the sensitive bud before his pretty lips wrap around it, sucking gently.

"Ah!" you moan, arching into him, arousal dripping from your core.

Felix whimpers when his finger touches your warmness, feeling how wet you got just for him.

He finds your clit, gently rubbing it in circles with his fingertips as he continues sucking on your breasts.

"Want you." you whine and he lifts up.

"C-can I taste you?" he asks, licking his lips and you nod eagerly.

Felix leaves kisses on your tummy all the way down to your core where he presses his lips against your clit.

"Mm, angel." you moan, making him moan too.

His tongue darts out as he starts licking at you and your eyes roll back.

He groans into your core, already addicted to your taste as he spreads you with his thumbs, pushing his tongue in eagerly, as deep as he can.

Your legs tremble a little, your hand ending up in his hair as you hold him down.

Felix keeps grunting into you, his deep voice sending vibrations through you as he laps you up, his button nose pressing perfectly against your clit.

Being sensitive, you can't hold it in too long as you explode, your juices spilling on his lips and chin.

"You taste so sweet." he looks up at you, licking at his lips.

"Come here, I need you." you make grabby hands at him and Felix giggles as he slides up, slotting himself perfectly between your thighs.

"Are you sure?" he asks and you nod.

"Please."

"Anything you want, darling." Felix whispers.

You feel his tip caress your folds and you whine, wrapping your legs around him as he sinks in, slowly opening you up just for him.

You embrace each other, your bodies moving together as Felix makes love to you until you're crying and trembling in his hold, your nails digging into his back as he finally releases his warm cum inside you, filling you up to the brim.

That night, Felix got to embrace you just how he always wanted.

The next few days pass by in perfect bliss.

You and Felix are attached at the hip, always together, always in each other's arms, lips constantly touching.

You took him out on so many dates and he loved being outside, seeing other people enjoying their day too, feeling the warm sunlight on his face, the gentle breeze caressing his hair.

You'd never been this happy before, never having someone who had seen you at your worst and still loved you for who you are.

Felix also loved helping you around the house, giving you massages and doing everything he can to make you feel comfortable.

He even told you of the dolls who were always nice to him so you'd take them out in the garden to hang out with you and Felix on a nice picnic date.

Even your friend Jackie was happy for you, first asking you to explain how the hell did he go from a doll to a human.

"So, basically, you were alive the whole time?" she scratched her head, as the three of you sat in your garden.

"I guess I was."

"So, do you remember how you were made? Like, are you human or?" Jackie asks, her eyes widened in wonder.

"I honestly have no idea. As I told y/n, I only remember that there was a room and that I was suspended in water."

"It's all so peculiar." you shake your head. "But it doesn't matter. What matters now is that Felix is alive and he is safe here." you kiss his cheek and he blushes instantly.

"If you're happy y/n, I'm happy too." Jackie smiles at you.

"Thanks, J." you giggle.

The rest of the afternoon Jackie fills you in with all the drama that happened in her life since you last saw each other, both you and Felix entertained after getting a scoop.

That night, Felix falls asleep quickly and you stay up just for some time, caressing his face and admiring his beauty.

"Good night, my sweet Lixie." you kiss his forehead before nuzzling into him and falling asleep.

Felix's night is filled with nightmares, after opening the topic of his past with Jackie today, memories started flooding in his mind.

People in white suits, their faces unrecognizable. A huge ceiling with big silver pipes. Water tanks with bodies floating inside them all in fetal position. Connected to a machine with a steady beeping sound echoing off of the walls.

The feeling of dread creeping up his spine.

Felix woke up with a loud gasp, covered in sweat, his heart almost leaping out of his chest.

"Lixie? What's wrong?" you sit up quickly as he jostled you awake.

"I- I had a nightmare." his lips tremble, tears sliding down his cheeks.

"It's okay, it was just a dream." you embrace him as he nuzzles into your neck.

You caress him until he calms down.

"It was about that place, wasn't it?"

He nods at your question and you sigh.

"How about we eat some ice cream?" you try to cheer him up and Felix nods quickly, a small smile already appearing on his face.

The two of you are in the kitchen when a loud banging on the door scares you both.

Both of you exchange a fearful look.

The banging starts again.

"Don't." Felix shakes his head, his hands trembling.

"It's okay." you reassure him, making your way to the door.

When you open them, you see five men in suits standing on your doorway, all their faces devoid of any emotion.

"Are you y/n l/n?" one of them speaks in a monotone voice.

"Yes, I am."

"So you've purchased Felix, the comforting doll?"

"I did. What is this about?" you ask confusedly.

"We are here to take him. There's been a malfunction and we need the dolls back at our company."

You scoff at them.

"No." you cross your arms.

"Miss, it's in your best interest to cooperate with us."

"Who the fuck do you think you are to know what's in my best interest?" you frown as two of the men exchange unimpressed looks.

You groan and in an attempt to shoo them away, you lift your leg up and kick one of the men right in his shin.

He doesn't even budge, doesn't make an expression or a sound that would indicate he was even hit.

"Get her out of the way." the man in the very back says and two of them grab your arms as you start screaming and kicking.

Three of the other men walk inside just as Felix runs up to the corridor, hearing your screams.

"Y/n!" he yells out, as the men grab him.

"Felix!" you kick around, tears sliding down your cheeks as you try to tear away from the men but to no avail.

"Let him go! He's alive! I love him!"

"Please don't take me away from her!"

Both of you scream but nobody listens to you.

One of the men takes a big needle out of his suitcase and before you can react he pushes it into Felix's neck, injecting him with some kind of liquid.

You scream as his body goes limp and they lift him up, walking out of your house.

"You'll get your money back, don't worry." the last man says and you scream at him, your tears flowing like a wild river.

"I don't want it! I want my Felix!" you cry, running after them but they've already pushed him into the backseat.

One of the men holds you back as they all pile in the car, leaving quickly as you fall down to your knees and cry.

Your heart hurts for breaking your promise of keeping Felix safe.

Your mind races with a thousand thoughts.

What are you going to do now?

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[icosmiic]

stray kids members when you moan their name in your sleep

❰･❉･❱ genre: smut (ot8 x viewer)

❰･❉･❱ word count (quesstimated):

❰･❉･❱ warning(s): fem!reader, somnophilia, tittie sucking, praising, a little breast worship, mentions of female masturbation, allusions to meandom!minho, one spank, allusions to reader being in love with changbin’s muscles, hyunjin painting reader whilst she sleeps, munch!hyunjin, cunnilingus, allusions to sex in jisungs (no actual smut), breast fondling, meanie seungmin, fingering, male masturbation, jeongin shamelessly perving on sleeping reader, petnames: baby, honey, dirty slut ect. let me know if i’ve missed any!

❰･❉･❱ minors do not interact! feauted below the cut is 18+ only content, if you are uncomfortable with whats below stop reading.

❰･❉･❱ this is not an accurate representation of the members of stray kids, and shouldn’t be viewed as such.

❪  ❥ .   bang chan,  방찬  ❫ || idol!bf!chan

the gentle, distant ticking of the clock in the living room resonated throughout the house, bang chan sat up in his bed, laptop perched on his lap whilst his headphones played the latest track he had spent hours upon hours perfecting. the lamp sat upon the bedside table flickered slightly as chan focused, he however paid no mind to it. beside him you laid, fast asleep, all worries gone and replaced with gentle snoring and rustling of bedsheets whenever you moved.

a quiet sound brought chan’s attenion away from his laptop screen, removing the headphone from one ear the man kept a listening ear out for the noise again, nothing followed, so instead he placed the headphone back on his head and focused on his work again. a few minutes had passed before the noise dragged his attention away from his laptop screen.

as chan removed his headphones from his head entirely and began to save his editted work, deciding it was time to ‘hit the hay’ (as he’d put it), the reoccurring noise sounded in the room, it was a soft noise coming from… you?

chan’s eyes glanced towards you where you laid on your back, eyes still shut. shaking his head, he pushes the thought away as just you rolling over, you had just previously been laying on your side.

instead of silence, another, slightly louder moan escapes your lips, paired with a furrowing of your brows. chan’s eyes trailed your body, your perky nipples hard behind the thin layer of his shirt (which had now become your sleep shirt).

the boy contemplated for a moment, before another softer but more desperate whine-like moan escaped your lips, legs pressed together beneath the duvet. slowly he lifts your shirt, making direct eye contact with your round, perky breasts.

he glances up at your sleeping face, as he attaches his lips around your nipple, sucking at it gently. his eyes flutter shut, rolling back as he licked and nipped at the bud.

your eyes flutter open as you awake, groggy but undeniably horny. it takes you a moment to fully process what was going on, before your eyes drift down to your boyfriend, sucking at your pretty boobs and subtly rutting himself into the mattress.

“fuck i love your pretty titties.”

❪  ❥ .   lee minho, 이민호  ❫ || husband!minho

minho had come home late from work, his body felt heavy as the day had worn him down. seeing all the lights were off, he knew you were sound asleep in your bed. he kicked off his shoes and walked through the hallway towards your shared bedroom but before his hand could grab the doorknob to push the door open, a muffled noise grabs his attention.

he stares at his outstretched hand, centimetres away from grabbing ahold of the doorknob. admittedly his mind went to all the worst options, he knew you’d never cheat on him, so immediately he assumed you had been touching yourself without his permission.

his hand opens the door, expecting to see your fingers deep inside your pretty pussy, as you rubbed at your clit but instead he found you laying on his side of the bed, your face smothered in his pillow as your thighs clenched together in your sleep.

another moan escapes you, which makes minho chuckle to himself, you were adorable. walking over to you, he sat in the open area of the bed, hand coming down on your ass in a harsh slap, just because he could.

you jolt away, a noise of discontent leaving you as you shoot up, eyes focusing right on the man sat in front of you. “having a good dream, baby?” he asks, shoving you down again and climbing over you, hand slapping at your thighs for you to spread them.

“you better have enjoyed that dream, cause i’m not going easy on this pussy tonight.”

❪  ❥ .   seo changbin,  서창빈  ❫ || gymrat!bf!changbin

coming home from the gym had become like clockwork to changbin, opening the door to the smell of freshly baked cookies and/or his lunch was his favourite part about his days recently. today was like any other day, the smell of freshly baked goods wafting into his face as he placed his duffle bag down.

only difference was that you weren’t at the door, waiting patiently to greet him. it was never something he asked you to do, it just came naturally. changbin sighs, slightly disappointed but he assumes you must’ve been called into work.

his assumptions are proven incorrect as he walks into the living room seeing you knocked out on the couch, sleeping soundly. he smiles, he loved how pretty his baby looked in her sleep.

changbin sits down on the couch, admiring you but his moment of clarity is taken from him and replaced by shock. a moan had slipped past your lips and changbin, thinking you were hurt, gently shakes you awake.

“baby, you okay?” he asks, eyeing you down as you wake up, dazed, confused and horny. seeing your bf in his gym attire, arm flexing as he holds onto you for comfort you can’t help but moan again, which makes the man realise.

“fuck… come here, honey.”

❪  ❥ .   hwang hyunjin,  황현진  ❫ || artist!hyunjin

you and hyunjin had previously discussed that he was allowed to paint you nude whilst sleeping, it was an odd thing but knowing you were a deep sleeper and an equally as still as a statue when you slept.

you laid with an air over you face, leg lifted up as you slept, mouth slightly parted, hyunjin’s brush strokes gently against the canvas, his eyes darting across the canvas and towards you.

a small moan escapes you and breaks hyunjin’s train of thought, his artistic abilities dropping in an instant and instead replaced with a tent in his sweats. he stares, pulling out his phone and taking the best picture he could use instead before he walks over and kneels at the foot of the couch.

he moans as he makes eye contact with your glistening core, wetness shining in the light, he looks up at your face, smiling. it had also been discussed that he could touch and fuck you when you slept.

his mouth attaches to your bud, sucking at your clit before he licks a stripe up your folds, savouring the taste of you before he begins fucking you with his skilled tongue.

“s-so fucking good, fuck.”

❪  ❥ .   han jisung,  한지성  ❫ || bestfriendsbrother!jisung

being shoved into the middle seat beside your longtime crush is bad enough, but falling asleep and having your best friend take countless photos of you, is worse. you slept soundly beside jisung whilst julie laughed at you.

a surfboard laid between you and julie, before she had noticed you asleep she was trying to grab the packet of food from jisung and got distracted and now she was listening to her music and not paying attention, their parents talked quietly as loud music played.

you shift closer to jisung, head falling into his shoulder in your sleep, he stiffens, did his twin sisters best friend, not to mention his crush, just move onto his shoulder, his eyes widen even more when a soft moan sounds in his ear.

in a panic he shakes you awake, harder than ever in his grey shorts, you lift your head off his shoulder, blushing/feeling hot but trying to act oblivious. the boy gulps as he leans closer.

“meet me in my room when we get to the cottage, please?”

❪  ❥ .   lee felix,  이필릭스  ❫ || brothersbestfriend!felix

felix and chan had always been closer, despite the boy being a year older than you and three years younger than chan. the three of you had grown up together, seeing all of each others weird phases. your mother had asked felix to get you for dinner whilst she, chan and your father cooked dinner on the barbecue.

felix walked down the hallway, quietly observing the hallway he had been down hundreds of time, barging into the room, felix smiles at your delicate sleeping figure.

just as he reaches for you to gently wake you up, a moan falls from your lips, better yet a moan of his name. he stiffens up, both in movement and down in his pants.

he reaches down and shakes you up, and when you see felix leaning over you, eyes glossed over in lust you shy away. he turns you back to him, smiling at you. “you want me, baby?” he whispers to you.

you nod, feeling his hands begin to gently massage your tits, your head falls back. immediately felix feels himself stiffen up in his pants more, you were gorgeous.

“we needs be quick sweetheart, dinners ready soon.”

❪  ❥ .   kim seungmin,  김승민  ❫ || sugardaddy!husband!seungmin

seungmin walks into the bedroom, holding a couple bags of designer accessories he had bought for you, he smiles seeing you asleep on the bed, the overpriced silk pyjamas lifting up slightly, showing him your pretty ass.

he places the bags down and loosens his tie, but he’s immediately distracted when a loud moan fills his ears, he looks back at you surprised, you had always been vocal, but this level of volume when sleeping shocked him, you rarely even snored.

despite his initial shock, seungmin smirks and walks closer, tsk-ing as he notices a wet spot in your expensive pyjamas. he moves the thin material to the side, seeing your bare cunt right there for him.

he gently runs his fingers through your folds, before he pushes three into you, the pain of the stretch jolting you awake, his fingers move at a dangerous fast pace as he fucks his fingers deep into your pussy.

“suck a dirty slut, moaning for me even in her sleep.”

❪  ❥ .   yang jeongin,  양정인  ❫ || bestfriend!jeongin

you and jeongin had been best friends ever since the first day of year 7 when you moved to the highschool, and ever since those two awkward teenagers had blossomed into the equally as awkward adults you were now.

you laid sound asleep on jeongin’s bed as he played his video games, focusing on the movements of his controller and his friends yelling. he hadn’t even noticed the moans in the background until his mate pointed it out.

“what?” he asks, confused and his friend answers. “is someone being fucked, why is there moaning dude? gross.” his friend jokes, and jeongin immediately disconnects from the call, your moans filling his ears.

jeongin looks back at you, watching as you rut against his pillow, moans slipping past your lips in your sleep. he knew you we’re bestfriends and he should just leave and forget about it but when you moaned his nickname he couldn’t help pulling his pants down and fucking into his fist wishing it was your pussy.

he watches as your hips begin to get erratic before you both cum at the same time, his cum shooting up onto his chest whilst you soil his pillowcase.

“fuck, this is so wrong, fuck you’re too hot though.”

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[strrykais]

(𐙚) poly! texts with stray kids

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[sugawhaaa]

FELIX ONE-SHOT

🐾•☆{ so full }☆•🐾

Warnings//genre:: SMUT! hybrid, breeding kink, marking, sweat fetish, scent kink, oral (F rec), aftercare, mating prompt, possessive Felix, spit play

pairing:: dom!cat!hybrid!Felix x sub!fem!reader

A/N:: sorry this is a lot shorter than I planned :(

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Taglist:: @yukichan67 @kbunzzi2oa @annafeebou

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You had read about Hybrids going into heat before but you didn't imagine it to be this intense. Felix spends most of his time on the couch in front of the AC shirtless, if not only in his boxers, or in his bedroom. He eats way less than usual, he's always sweating and his fangs have definitely grown resulting in aching gums. He's gotten to the point he doesn't remember what it's like not to be hard because he has a constant aching boner that never goes away no matter how much he masturbates. Worst of all of this, he's moody as all hell.

Felix has never gone through such an intense heat, perhaps because he's living with a woman now, but either way he's struggling with his feelings a lot. Between the raging hormones and frustration from lack of control Felix is rather...snappy.

Currently, Felix is up in his room and you have left him alone all day because he wants to be left alone but you worry about him. You make a plate of dinner for him and tread up to his room before knocking on his door. "Felix, I have dinner for you," You call out but he doesn't reply. You open the door to see him lying down in his bedsheets, his eyes open. "Hey," You say softly and Felix's ear twitches. "How are you feeling?"

"Shit," He replies and rolls over, his tail flapping in irritation. You hesitate on how to reply.

"Anything I can do to help?" You ask softly before gently setting the plate on his nightstand.

"I don't know," He growls as his tail slaps harder against the bed. "You should get out," Felix says before rubbing his face up against his pillow.

"I'm worried about you Felix," You hesitantly put a hand to his back and his ears flick up at the sensation, his nose twitching. Felix shakes his head and wiggles away from you. You sit down on the bed next to him and notice his body trembling softly, probably from the raw urge to breed. "Talk to me, I want to make sure you're safe," You rub his back.

"If you stay here much longer you won't be safe," He says gruffly before rolling over to face you. His breath was heavy and his face was flushed, sweat built up on his forehead. He looks up at you with those desperate eyes that squeeze your heart but something is hidden deep within them...You bring a hand up to his cheek, petting him softly, and he dips his cheek right into your hand, rubbing up against your palm. He lets out a soft groan as he feels your skin on his. "I need..." He mumbles incoherently as he slithers closer to you.

"What do you need my baby?" You pet his head softly with your other hand and he groans softly.

"Breed," His hands tremble as he reaches out to claw at your shirt. His breathing gets heavier as his pupils widen, his tail now swaying slowly. You're slightly taken aback by his statement, he was much more direct than you had expected. "Please...let me," Felix nuzzles his head up into your neck, pushing up against you hard.

"I-I don't know Felix..." You continue to pet his head as he growls softly, his teeth grazing over your skin. He then rubs his body up against yours, the heat of his body surging into yours, and you feel his cock desperately rubbing up against your thigh. "Alright," You sigh and Felix grins before biting down on your neck, not too hard, but his fangs make it more painful than intended. You let out a mix of a moan and whimper as you feel him suck on the bite, making the mark more prominent.

"I wanna claim you, make you mine," He growls as his hands run around you body, tugging off your clothes. You simply let him have his way with you because you know that right now, he just needs to let it all out. Once he gets you naked he leans back, his eyes raking over your body vigorously. "You're so hot baby," He growls before leaning down to your stomach, placing kisses all around as his hands run up to your hips, kneading the skin. "You're gonna look even sexier all round and swollen with my seed," He rubs up against your stomach as he lets his fantasies run wild. He didn't know if he could even fertilize you put he could still embrace his breeding urges. "Fuck," He groans before bringing his head down to your core, his hot breath now feeling cold against your heat. "I've been smelling you all week,"

He nuzzles his head between your legs before beginning to give your pussy little kisses and licks. "So sweet," He groans before diving in deeper, now eating you out like he's been starved. His pupils are now completely blown out as he watches your reactions, the way you squirm and throw your head back. You bring a hand down to his hair, grabbing his hair in a tight fist. You notice his tail happily swaying in the air behind him.

His tongue circles around his slit and his eyes roll back, feeling your little hole he's so eager to fill, could he possibly wait? He tries to, focusing on eating you out instead but he can't help himself. "Y/N, can I please," he lifts his head up, his sweaty forehead resting on your pelvis.

"Please what?" You tilt your head, petting his ear softly.

"Breed...I need your consent..." he moans softly as his hands ghost over your hips and thighs, his breath labored and hot on your skin. "Please say it...please let me fill your until you're nice and round, breed you until you're full of my kits," he nibbles on your tummy, leaving another mark just above your pubes.

"Yes Felix," you tuck his hair back messily. "You can...breed me," you hesitate solely because you aren't sure he can but it's the principle of the matter, to fill you, claim you, mate with you.

"Are you sure?" he looks up at you, his lips trembling and his eyes glossy. He pulls himself up weakly, sweat cascading down his body. As he pulls himself above you his eyes lock onto your cunt, he's so ready for this and he hopes you are too. "I don't know if I can control myself..." he mumbles in a low voice before positioning himself accordingly.

"It's okay," you caress the side of his face and he lets out a shaky breath. "Let it all out," you kiss his forehead before leaning back on his pillows, your arms around his shoulders. He takes a deep breath before pushing his hips forward, a choked moan breaking through his lips.

"Fuck," he tosses his head back, smiling wickedly. His ears flick upwards for the first time in days while his tail sways back and forth in excitement. His hips instantly begin to rock into yours sliding in and out smoothly thanks to your mixed arousal. "I wanna breed you so bad," he growls loudly as he claws at the pillow your head rests on. He fights to hold back his lust, not wanting to hurt you, but it's a losing battle.

"Let it out," you moan softly and kiss his nose softly, and his eyes light up. His hips begin to pick up speed and strength, the rolling filling with the sound of his cock ramming into your sloppy pussy. His strong, mating demeanor cracks for a moment, his eyes squinting shut as he whimpers.

"You're so tight," Felix moans as he remains steady but a little uncontrolled, his head fuzzy from lust. You bring a hand up to his hair, fisting it softly, and his vision blurs from the overload of lust. "I'm going insane," he smirks softly as his head falls to your chest, his hips slapping against yours relentlessly. "Need to claim you," he bites your chest, right in the center, symbolizing he has your heart. "You're so good to me, the perfect owner and perfect mate," he smiles seductively as he picks his head back up, sweat dripping down his nose as he watches your body bounce with each thrust. "You're gonna take it all, aren't you? Take all my seed," he growls possessively.

"Yes baby, fill me up," you moan loudly as you claw at his back. "Fuck, I'm close,"

"Yes," he moans, "I can't wait to see that pretty face when you cum," his voice reeks of lust and raw desire burning for you. Felix doubles up his efforts to bring you to the edge. "C'mon baby," he kisses you quickly. "I wanna cum with you," He murmurs before leaning back into your lips, your tongues messily exploring each others mouths. "Almost there baby," He nuzzles his head into your jaw before you feel that rush of warmth through your body and the knot in your belly snaps, fluids rushing out to coat his cock.

"Felix," You moan very softly, nearly a whisper and he unloads inside you. His hips jitter forward as layer after layer of cum pours into you.

"Yes, oh my fucking god," He growls as his body shudders. Felix clings to you tightly as his load fills you up entire. "You're so hot...such a perfect mate," His hand snakes down your body to gently rub where your uterus would be. "Nice and warm hm~?" He smirks softly and you sigh.

"And full," You smile as Felix sits up. He pulls out, your walls and arousal still clinging to him, before sitting next to you. "Feelin better?"

"Yeah, a bit," He nods with a smile and you thought your little ordeal was over. You move to stand up but Felix quickly grabs your hips. "But I need to make sure you're full," He smirks softly as he pulls you back down to the bed. "Full of all my seed," He lays you down on your tummy and you can't deny that you're excited for another round, another rush of pleasure. "I'm not holding back this time," He growls before holding your body down. "Pin your body down and pump you full of my seed," He thrusts his cock back into you without warning and as he begins to pound into you, you can hear the cum in your cunt sloshing around. "You hear that baby?" He growls before leaning down, caging your body beneath his. Though the question wasn't entirely intended to be answered you couldn't if you wanted to because your mouth was so full of moans, you could hardly function as Felix wrapped a gentle hand around your throat.

Saliva drips down from your lips and Felix grins, quickly licking it away. "Messy girl," He nibbles on your earlobe as his hips slam against your ass, the clap of skin on skin echoing in the room. "You drunk from my cock huh? Can't even talk," He taunts with a growl stuck in his throat. He begins to slam into you harder, the bed shaking with each thrust.

"Fuck! Felix!" You cry out loudly as your eyes roll back, more spit dripping down to your chin and throat before meeting Felix's hand that's wrapped around your throat.

"You cumming?" He says in a slightly teasing way.

"Yeah," You whimper with a soft nod and Felix grins.

"Good girl," He praises into your ear, hoping you'll teeter over the edge soon. His hopes came to light quite quickly after his praise.

"Felix," You pant out and he grins.

"That's me baby," He whispers into your ear as your body shakes from the intensity of your orgasm. He quickly wraps up his orgasm, unloading inside you again, finally satisfying his heat. "Fuck," He pants before laying down on your body. "It's calmed down a little," He sighs softly. "All that release at once...Thank you Y/N," He sighs before cuddling up beside you. "Are you okay?" He looks up at you with those big eyes.

"Yeah, great actually," You chuckle, "But tired," You sigh and Felix nods.

"Me too...we should get some sleep," Felix purrs into your chest as he wraps his body around yours. "My mate,"

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Can I get Felix nsfw fic about breeding kink👀

lost luggage

felix x fem!reader

synopsis: the one where you lost your birth control pills.

warnings: 🔞!!! hand job mention, fingering mention, breeding kink, talk of birth control, creampie, no protection, prob forgot some sorry

wc: 1.6k

an: this is not the best im so sorry but I love this pic of felix so so much and I hope you like it <33 thank you so much for requesting! not proofread sorry :p

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You had lost your suitcase. Or the airline had misplaced the luggage and claimed to get it to you in the next forty-eight hours. Apologizing for the inconvenience and sending you on your way. It hadn't been too big a deal, Felix talking you down from the anger bubbling up inside you, not necessarily at the airline but at yourself for thinking this would never happen to you. And then yes at the airline and their stupid bad timing and even worse customer service. 

But Felix was there, hand on your shoulder, heady voice in your ear, whispering about taking you out to grab the essentials, to not worry about this one setback. He didn't even care about showing up late to the party you two had been flown out for in the first place. “We will be here all week, being an hour or two late won’t hurt anyone,” 

He was right, everyone had been sympathetic to your situation, cursing the baggage claim gods just as passionately as you had. But it wasn't until the third day of your trip that you remembered one of the key things left in your toiletries bag. The little foil and plastic case of your birth control pills, hastily added into the bag because it was always right there on the edge of the sink next to your toothbrush, taken in the morning consistently enough that you never really forget about it. Not until it was one of the last things on your mind when trying to remember exactly what you needed to buy to replace the lost items for the time being. 

You would have forgotten entirely if it hadn't been for your reflex to reach out for the pill case the second you have finished washing your face. “Shit,” you scrambled to think up the last time you had sex, save the lazy hand jobs the two of you had exchanged in bed that first night. Felix's fingers buried deep inside you as the two of you made out, his soft moans trapped against your lips with each drag of your hand on him. 

Felix hummed a question from the hotel's bed, still lying back against the headboard scrolling on his phone. “What is it?” 

“My birth control was in the checked bag,” you sighed, over the whole thing, if you thought about the bag too much it would just put you right back to the mindset you had right at that airport help desk. “It's fine, calm, cool, collected thoughts just like you said,” you tried to mimic his sweet soothing voice, letting the syllables relax in your mouth to make them true. “If we have sex we will just be careful and when I get the bag back I will make sure to always listen to my gut and put essentials into the carry on,” 

The conversation had been over and done with, forgotten by you as you got ready to go out but not forgotten by Felix. The first thing that came to his mind was the same thought as you, when was the last time you had sex, did you two happen to slip up? Then his mind tripped down a road of questions he never found himself exploring; would it be so bad if you two had slipped up? What if neither of you cared? What if he did get you pregnant? 

Never had his body reacted so fast to an idea, blood rushing down to his cock until it was aching and dripping precum at a rate he hadn't ever experienced. It wasn't as if he had never thought about having kids with you, no this was different, the risk of it right now. Just thinking about how close the two of you had been without realizing it, how only the night before if he had pushed into you, fucked you until you were dumb on his cock, spilling inside you only to do it all over again, you'd be claimed in a way he never would have thought about until this very second. 

He wanted that; to watch you dripping with his cum, claimed as his in a way no other man had ever had you, ready to do it over and over again until you were stuffed so full you couldn't even think about anything else but him and him alone. He was shifting in his seat, trying and failing to adjust himself in his sweatpants, his bulge slung across his thigh, noticeable enough for when you came out of the bathroom again needing the zipper of your dress done up. You chuckled,“Just hearing me say sex gets you hard now?” 

Your hands were on the front of your dress, holding it up and in place, pushing up your boobs just the right amount to draw his eyes in. If you got pregnant they would get bigger, maybe even double in size, and it's all that he can see as he pulls you down on the bed. 

The breath is knocked out of you, his hips fitting right between yours pressing his clothed cock right against you, grinding as he kisses down your neck, leaving a sloppy trail of them right down to your cleavage. Pulling down your dress just enough to free your tits from the fabric, his moan deep in the back of his throat as he takes in your peaked nipples. “Look at how pretty,” he always lets his voice drag out, running low enough to get your panties soaked. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?” 

He's looking at you from under his lashes, drawing you in with every little word. You would be anything he wanted you to be if it got him to look at you like that, every little freckle on display under his heated lazy gaze. Your chin barely moves to nod yes and he's got his hands under your dress, tearing your panties away. He wanted you in a way he's never felt before, the walls of his reserve packed up tight now crumbling down at the sight of your glistening cunt. 

Felix doesn’t falter in his movements tugging himself free from his sweatpants, jerking his wrist over his veiny shaft, circling his fingers over his tip collecting all his precum. You're spilled out on the sheets, dress pushed into a belt around your center, your knees falling open for him just enough so that when he pulls you to the edge of the bed you can wrap them around him. Your hips jerk at the sensation of him dragging his cock through your folds, getting himself as lubed up on your wetness as he can before he pushes in. 

The sound of his moan rumbled through his body, no time to let you adjust to the size of him before he's plumbing into you. Your hands shoot out for his wrists, his fingers denting into your hips to keep you in place. “Oh fuck- you always take my cock so well baby-” Every drag of his cock against your gummy walls is pure bliss, your mind fogging up with each sweet word he shares. “Sucking me in and begging me to fill you,” 

It's then that you realize you forgot a condom, not that either of you had one handy, not when you relied so heavily on your pills. “You have to- you'll have to-” but as much as you want to say the words they get stuck right on the edge of a whimper, pull out, right on the edge of your tongue. But its all tamped down when he adds, “ill have to fill you up, pump you full of my cum- fuck- push it back in and do it again,” 

Felix had never brought this up before, not even when he was desperately begging you to finish with him, buried deep in you needing to hear you cry for him. This was different, panting as he went on and on, “Everyone will know you're mine, all plump and perfect with my baby,” he lets one of his hands press down into your pelvis, slapping skin sticky in the air, knees weak from the feeling. “I'm going to cum right here, you feel that?” he digs the heel of his palm in, the tip of his cock pressed right where he wants it, tucked against your cervix hitting it until you're a shaking mess below him. “You'regoing to be so full of me, don't you want that? Tell me you want my baby,” 

“Felix,” you're gasping, scratching at the sheets trying and failing to find purchase on something to keep you grounded because, with each snap of his hips against yours, you're losing it, scrambling to find sanity. 

“Tell me, fuck- oh fuck- please, tell me,” he's begging thumb moving down to press on your swollen clit, circling the bud until your back is lifting off the mattress. He has a direct pull on your body, tugging your orgasm out of you. 

“I want it- please I want your baby,” you're almost in tears before the tidal wave crashes over you, your whole body tensing up before collapsing into bliss. Felix's hot cum spurts out in thick streams coating your walls and pushing out with each continuous stroke of his cock inside you. He slows just enough to let you keep squeezing him, his hands sliding up your thighs to keep them in place around him. 

Leaning down to pepper you with kisses he inadvertently pushes into you deeper, your whimper so sweet neck to his ear,“we can stay like this for a while before we go another round,” 

“A-another?” 

He drags his hips, grinding down against your sensitive clit, “I want to make sure I fill you enough to have that baby,” 

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Hi *waves*. May I request Hybrid Omega Felix with Alpha female reader when she goes into heat out of no where and it sends him into instant rut? Could this include him begging to mount her? Maybe him saying he wants to breed her, and knotting? Lots of praise for him too? Being a good boy? If it's not too much to ask, that is. Please and thank you!

A Scent Called You

Paring: Omega!Felix/AlphaFemReader

Genre: 18+ Smut/Hybrid AU

Summary: You and your best friend Felix decided to take the weekend off and chill out in a small cabin, but things start to heat up when Felix gets a whiff of your heat.

Note: A smut collab with @inkandtension

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The cabin was quiet, the soft hum of the heater filling the space as snow swirled outside. You and Felix had come here for a weekend getaway, an escape from the noise of the city and the stress of daily life. It was supposed to be peaceful—a chance to relax. But the sharp, scent hit the air without warning.

Your heat.

It wasn’t supposed to happen now. You’d taken suppressants before the trip, sure they would hold you over. But the warmth spread through your body, a relentless tide of heat spreading from your core. Your scent filled the air like a lush storm: rich, sweet, and utterly intoxicating. It made your legs falter, your breath hitch as the undeniable truth settled over you.

Across the room, Felix froze.

The Omega's nose twitched, his big brown eyes widening as your scent washed over him. The instant it hit, his pupils dilated. He let out a soft whimper, the sound low and needy.

“Y/N…” His voice trembled, his usual sunshine demeanor replaced by something raw. “You’re in heat.”

You swallowed hard, your Alpha instincts roaring to the surface as his scent began to change too, you looked at him, unable to resist the urge to bit his neck when he threw his head back and his adams apple bobbed. His own heat-triggered rut hit like a tidal wave—a primal, heady mix of need and submission rolled into one. Felix’s cheeks flushed pink, and his breathing grew ragged.

“Alpha…” His voice was a shaky whisper, almost unrecognizable.

Shit.

He sat up abruptly, his eyes glowing with an intensity you hadn’t seen before. A low, guttural growl slipped from his throat. He shifted in his seat, fidgeting as though his skin had suddenly become too tight.

“Y-Your scent…” he stammered, his hands gripping the edge of the couch so hard his knuckles turned white. A faint sheen of sweat started to glisten on his brow, and his chest rose and fell in rapid, shallow breaths. “It’s too much. I—”

He stopped, his words dissolving into a needy whimper. You could see the exact moment his rut overtook him. His pupils, already dilated, became inky pools, swallowing the warm brown of his irises. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, which were parted slightly as he panted. His body trembled as he stood, swaying slightly, as though his legs could barely hold him upright.

“Alpha, please…” His voice cracked, thick with desperation as he took a step toward you.

“I can’t—I need to…” His words dissolved into a whine, his body trembling with barely restrained need. He dropped to his knees in front of you, his hands clutching at your thighs as his head bowed. “Please, Alpha. Let me… let me help you.”

His scent filled the air now, mixing with yours and creating a heady, overwhelming cocktail of need and want. It was rich and musky, tinged with the sweetness, and it sent a fresh wave of heat crashing through you.

Felix’s hands clenched into fists against the floor as he fought to steady himself. “I need you,” he whispered, his voice rough and pleading. “It hurts, Alpha. I—please, I’ll be good. I’ll be so good for you. Just—just let me…”

He looked up at you then, his expression needy.

“I need to touch you,” he begged, his voice trembling as he crawled closer. “I need to—need to take care of you. Please, Alpha. Let me… let me breed you.”

The last words came out in a choked gasp, as though saying them aloud had made his need all the more real. His hands reached out tentatively, brushing against your knees before clutching them desperately.

“I’ll make you feel so good,” he whimpered possessively. “I’ll take care of you, I promise. Just—just let me…” His voice trailed off into another growl, his body trembling violently as he leaned forward to bury his face in the crook of your neck.

The contact seemed to push him over the edge. His entire body shuddered as he inhaled deeply, letting your scent flood his senses. “Alpha,” he groaned, the sound raw and guttural. “I can’t—I need you. Please, please…”

His lips brushed against your skin, his sharp canines grazing lightly as he nuzzled into you. Every part of him screamed submission, but there was a desperate, primal edge to it—a deep, aching need that only you could satisfy.

“Say yes,” he pleaded, his voice barely a whisper. “Tell me I can have you. Tell me I can be yours.”

But then, he froze.

His hands, which had been wandering instinctively, gripped your hips harder as a flicker of clarity broke through the haze. His body tensed, and he pulled back just enough to meet your gaze. His eyes were still dark with lust, but there was a glimmer of hesitation beneath the hunger.

“Alpha,” he murmured, his voice low and hoarse. “If… if you say yes…” He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing as he fought to steady himself. “I won’t be able to stop. I can feel it—my rut’s taken over, and I… I don’t want to hurt you.”

His words were pained, his usual soft demeanor breaking through the haze of his instincts. His tail, which had been curling around your leg possessively, stilled as he stared at you, his brows furrowed in anguish.

“You have to say no,” he whispered, his voice cracking. “Please, Alpha. Tell me no. I—” He shook his head, his hands trembling as he gripped your hips harder. “I can’t control it if you say yes. The sane part of me is begging you… to stop this before I lose myself. Only you can-”

You reached out, cupping his flushed cheeks with your hands. His skin was hot to the touch, his ears drooping as he leaned into your palm, his breath hitching. “Felix,” you said softly, your voice steady despite the whirlwind of heat and desire coursing through you. “I trust you.”

His eyes widened, and a soft whimper escaped his lips. “Don’t… don’t say that,” he begged, his voice trembling. “If you say yes, I won’t be able to hold back. I—”

“Please,” you interrupted, your voice firm yet laced with vulnerability. Your thumbs brushed against his cheeks, grounding him as your eyes locked onto his. “I want this. I want you, my omega.”

His resolve shattered.

His body moved on instinct, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he let out a guttural growl.

“Alpha,” he groaned, his voice raw and primal as he buried his face in your neck. “I’m sorry—I can’t stop anymore.”

His lips claimed yours in a fervent, desperate kiss, his hands roaming your body as though trying to memorize every curve. His tail swayed erratically behind him, his body trembling as he surrendered completely to the instincts driving him.

“You’re mine, my alpha, mine, mine” he growled against your lips, his voice dripping with possessiveness and need. “I’ll take care of you—I’ll make you feel so good, I'll make my alpha feel good. Alpha, I promise.”

His words were a mix of devotion and desperation, his actions fueled by both love and the need to claim.

The desperate and hazy kissing quickly ended when Felix picked you up, one quick scoop was all it took for him to be carrying you princess-style to his bed.

The whole way praise never stopped leaving his lips, like a fountain it poured out. “Make you feel good Alpha, wanna mount you Alpha, feel you and your pretty pussy.”

Once in his bedroom, he shut the door with his foot and flopped you down on his bed, not hard but enough to make your head spin as his scent fumed off of the bed. Wrapping you in its soft and sweet glory, his scent made you feel dizzy as it filled your lungs, intoxicating you into some sort of trance.

Felix positioned himself between your legs, his tail hitting your feet that hung over his bed, tickling you with each lazy sway.

He hooked a finger in your pants, catching your underwear with it. Looking up at you he let out a soft whine, his eyes turned soft and blue as he checked one last time that this was in fact ok. He was hurting and you could see that, knowing it was Felix made the indecisiveness skip your brain.

You slipped your leg between his in confirmation, sliding your foot up his penis causing him to buck into the air.

His fingers on your skin were soft, as he frantically ripped off your pants and underwear, throwing them across the room and flipping you over.

“Slide down Alpha,” he said unbuckling his belt and springing his cock free, already hard and leaking with precum.

You slid down till your feet touched the floor, still warm from where Felix was standing, and bent over his bed.

As soon as Felix’s penis made contact with your wet folds he was pushing in hard, trying and failing to muffle the sound of his whimpers.

The intoxicating scent of you and Felix mixing soon filled the room, almost like a libido booster you became more horny with each breath. Desperately, you fought the urge not to just flip around and pin him down, riding his cock like you knew you so easily could.

“Felix such a Good Boy for me, dragging your cock head against my soft spot. Such a Good Boy Felix,” your words sent Felix wild, and any part of him that was still sane was now completely gone.

He pushed in quick yet long, letting his full length drag across your vaginal walls, making your stomach flutter and your walls clench around him. With his head dragging against your G-spot and his tail brushing against your clit with each deep thrust, you knew you wouldn't last long.

“Should I breed my Alpha, fill her up make her feel full-luh luh,” he growled as his tongue flopped out of his mouth and his knot started to form, making it hard for you to hold it anymore.

His soft comforting smell, the way he holds you from the back so gently as he fucks you so roughly, his cock hitting all the right spots like he was meant for you. You knew you were the Alpha and he the Omega, but sometimes you wanted to be held too, feel vulnerable, and let your guard down now and then. Who better to share these moments with than Felix your loving and forever understanding Omega.

“Fill me” you moaned breathlessly, pushing your ass back and your vagina up to better let him fuck you.

As Felix’s knot got bigger your release soon was upon you, the warm feeling of his cum filling you up was like heaven when your orgasm was at its peak.

Felix let out a guttural and deep moan as he slowly stopped moving, his fingers covered in mixed cum that was leaking down your ass.

With Felix now stuck to you, he climbed up behind you, gently wrapping his whole body (tail included) around you to keep warm.

He traced small circles on your chest as he rested his head on your back, his warm cheek flush to the skin of your back as he breathed with you, trying his best to calm the both of you down.

“Such a Good Boy, filling me up with your pups,” you said leaning back to kiss his bare shoulder, Felix shuddered in response, his whole body got chills from the simple gesture.

“I hoped I did good, I wanted to make you feel good Alpha,” he said letting out a sigh.

“How could you have any doubt Felix? My vagina is still leaking cum and your knot is still stretching my achy walls, this is by far the best I’ve ever been treated during my heat.”

A tint of pink spread over Felix’s cheeks as he let out a sigh of relief. Now he could fully let himself be comfortable, wrapped around you snuggly as the two of you dozed off to sleep. At one point in the night, Felix’s scent was spicy, animalistic even something you’d never smelled before, that instantly turned you on but now it was back to the way you remember it sweet, soft, and safe.

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Felix "Unfair" MAKING FILM 🌿🐇

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CUDDLING IN FRONT OF MEMBERS

→Bang Chan would cuddle you with no shame, a big goofy smile on his face.

→he would still talk to the members like he normallywould while his arms are still wrapped around you.

→he'll sneak kisses on your neck and head.

→he would hide his face in your hair if they say anything about it.

→gets very flustered.

→Lee Know would cuddle you briefly.

→he would have his arm wrapped around your neck to keep you close.

→hold your hand, playing with your fingers as they talk to him.

→if anyone says anything, he'd give them a death stare.

→he doesn't care, he won't let go.

→Changbin tends to get very shy when cuddling in front of them.

→he would still wrap his arms around you.

→nuzzling his face in your hair as he gives you kisses.

→if anyone says anything, he would get super flustered.

→gets very nervous

→Hyunjin would casually put his arms around you or move you in between his legs.

→he'll stroke your neck as he talks to them.

→lean into your neck to give you kisses.

→if they say anything, he'll give them a dirty look.

→make them jealous.

→Han would secretly cuddle you.

→even if you aren't super close to him, he'd make adjustments to keep you close.

→kissing the top of your head.

→he will smile if the members say anything, he won't let go.

→a nervous laugh.

→Felix is a very big cuddle bug.

→he loves to hold you close, hold your hands or just kiss your cheek.

→he doesn't care what anyone thinks or says.

→he would just be happy that you are close to him as he talks to his member.

→ignore them and just compliment you.

→Seungmin isn't very cuddly, especially around the members.

→he'll keep you close.

→he would sit behind you, put you in between his legs as he rubs your shoulders.

→on occasion, he will wrap his arms around your shoulders, pulling you closer.

→he doesn't care if they are watching or if they make comments.

→I.N is a very shy boi when it comes to cuddling and wouldn't normally do it in front of his hyungs.

→if he does, he'll wrap his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose in your neck.

→if anyone says anything, he will get shy and run away.

→dragging you along with him.

→hide his face with his hands.

[shortkingracha]

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including, maknae line, hyung line

warnings, swearing, jyp jokes in seungmins, slight oppa kink in i.n's?

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