#i havea phobiafor feet its like a whole thig but i hopethis was onkay

[ipegchangbin]

but i love the idea of felix being so needy for you but you wont touch him. the only way you allow him to relieve himself is from humping your leg/foot

im sorry i dont do feet at all,but im answering this anyway (ill write it as a leg! from thigh down past the knee)

sub ! felix & dom ! gn ! reader

the frustration bubbles within felix. he spent hours out, unable to think and focus on anything ata ll. he got scolded at for staring at nothing at work, but really, he was watching the movie in his mind of the time you edged him at home two nights ago.

and here he was, not denied orgasms this time: but denied any other form of intimacy other than a ride on your leg.

“no kiss?” he pouted, the bass in his voice nowhere to be found.

“no,” you chuckle lowly. you’re tempted to break your own rule and slap his weak thigh—you could, but you want the satisfaction of no contact on him at all.

“b-but…’m so needy, waited the whole day…”

“and what does that have to do with me?”

felix whines at that, his hips rocking down harder on your leg. with two more rolls of his lower half, he travels down from your thigh to your knee. the bone hits his throbbing, exposed cock, but it’s too hard for him.

he likes the pain from it, the sensation of his tip and balls hitting it drives sparks up to his heart, but it isn’t anywhere near enough.

“hurts…” he attempts to plop his upper half down on you, but your hands catch his chest, putting him back in place. before he leans into your touch — you catch him cheating this game by doing so — you push him up and tuck your hands behind your back.

felix moans at everything. denying defeat, he adjusts again to hump the area between your shin and calf. your muscles are are soft enough to be soothing but firm enough for him to sturdy himself.

but it doesn’t matter if these are parts of your body, they aren’t enough.

“no, want more, want you, please—”

“you can’t,” you giggle at his pleas. “no is no. obey.”

“but i…” felix breathes out but suddenly feels his body trembling. his cock is even more flushed than before, but no precum leaks unlike usual. he desperately humps forward, not caring if his breaths sounded animalistic or if his thrusts into the air were erratic.

a dry orgasm hits him in full force. almost nothing comes out of him, leaving him heavy breathing yet unsatisfied. the only wet thing that escapes is the tear in his eye, but you wipe it away and hug his body. for once, he feels warm, and immediately hugs back.

“good job baby. here, let me help you.”

again i barely edited this my apologies!!!