#felix catton request

[queers-gambit]

Lost and Found

prompt: ( requested ) you're just friends, but on your first night at Saltburn, you get lost in the vast halls and accidentally walk in on lover boy after a bath. he wants you to stay.

pairing: Felix Catton x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Saltburn

word count: 3.6k+

note: this SHOULD'VE gotten slutty, but it DIDN'T because i'm back in the hospital and the LAST thing i need is a nurse walking in on me writing fucking smut - oh, my God, can you imagine? new fear unlocked!

warnings: RIP Queen Lizzie, cursing, sexual tension, emotions are hard, Lord's name in vain, depiction of mental illness (anxiety), author throws in a little personal detail cause writing is therapy.

"Honestly, who lives in a place like this? The bloody Queen, that's who. Her and all her fucking rooms! Jesus!" You grumbled, dipping down another winding hallway. "All right, this looks familiar, that's... Encouraging, right?" You frowned, glass of water in hand after venturing to the kitchen to fetch it - but now, you couldn't navigate your way back to your room. "Of course," you growled quietly, opening a door and finding a linen closet.

How silly, in a place like this! A fucking linen closet!

You huffed and shut the door, feeling incredibly awkward and terribly misplaced. You mind screamed that didn't belong here, you never should've set foot in a place like this! How fucking foolish you felt, like a silly little girl who was just excited her crush spoke to her, let alone invited you home with him for the summer holiday.

But it was Felix fucking Catton - certified enigma. He was all man with a boyish charm who smiled at you on move-in day at Oxford and sealed your fate. He was ridiculously nice, so very sweet, borderline annoying with his giving nature and kindness. He was loyal to a fault, intuitive, observant, admirably carefree, and so very happy to give his love to anyone who needed it. For a few weeks, you felt almost offended by his attention, wondering what kind of broken soul he thought you were; knowing he had an affinity for "damaged" or "broken" things.

At least, that's what his cousin, Oxford's registered and certified catty bitch, Farleigh Start, teased you about relentlessly when he noted the way Felix hung around you. Felix invited you out with friends, offered to study together, walked you to and from classes - even if his were in the literal opposite direction. You had no honest idea how the two were related, given Farleigh's constant attitude and Felix's overwhelming kindness, but that wasn't for you to understand. You just relished the attention Felix bestowed in-between your skepticism.

And here you are, your first night in his home, Saltburn, completely lost and totally turned-around! You didn't need water all that bad, did you? Granted, you had a several tablets to take that evening to maintain your health, but you could've used the fucking sink in the adjoining bathroom! You grew frustrated the more doors you opened, finding empty rooms or closets or another fucking library or studies or whatever! As if this home wasn't big enough, there were multiple levels and all you knew was that you and Felix were both located on the same floor with his parents above you and his sister and Farleigh beneath.

So, that helped.

But you still felt so fucking silly.

Seriously, who got LOST in someone else's home!? Fools, that's who!

Okay, okay, okay, you didn't need to be so hard on yourself, but you grew nervous and fearful for a reason you didn't understand. Your anxiety was planted in your stomach, festering, growing, taking over you to the point that you had tears in your eyes when you found yet ANOTHER fucking study!

"Oh, even the bloody fucking Queen doesn't have this many useless rooms, and she's a much bigger family, Jesus fucking Christ," you sneered to yourself - ready to give up and just sleep in one of the empty rooms. But you didn't want Duncan finding you in the morning, asking questions, forcing you to admit you were lost - you felt humiliated enough as it was! And that was without anyone witnessing this absolute mess you had made!

Well, not technically a mess - but you felt like a mess the more you crept around. And now, you felt fucking creepy - like some stalker, sneaking around the halls, trying to spy on this very nice family. You knew you weren't, but the feeling was still there - fucking anxiety would honestly be the death of you.

However, you came upon a familiar (enough) door that had a gentle light emitting from under it. With a sigh of relief, you suddenly remembered leaving a light on for yourself to return to; reaching for the doorknob, twisting it, and darting into the room while swiftly swinging the door close - but halting it to shut quietly as to not disturb anyone in the empty halls.

Yeah, anxiety was a bitch.

"Ohh-ho, evenin', love," a voice greeted, making you gasp, jump, and twist around. "Miss me that much? Heard the drain on the tub, didn't yah, had to come sneak a peek?"

Felix fucking Catton stood at the end of a messy bed in all his glory, running a towel through his wet curls. Nothing obscuring your sight, nothing hiding his manhood, nothing - literally nothing on his body except a shit-eating grin.

"Jesus, Fi! Fuck, I-I-I'm so - um," you gulped, trying not to ogle him, but failing (miserably) when beads of water rolled between the contours of his impossibly impressively sculpted muscles. "I just - you know, this place is so bloody big - um, I'm sorry - I just... Yeah..."

He smirked, nodding sarcastically, "Uh-huh. And you just happened to stumble into my room? Pretty good timing, too, wasn't it?"

You squeaked, "I didn't mean to! I swear - Felix, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to, um, yeah, you know - uh..."

"Like what you see, sweetheart? Why don't you come in closer, get a better look?"

You adverted your eyes out of respect and fumbled messily for the door handle. "Oh, sweet Jesus. Bloody house is just too bloody big, I got all turned around - just needed some water and I just - fuck, I'm sorry - "

"Hey, hey," Felix chuckled, wrapping his towel loosely around his hips so his V-line was still on raunchy display, "I'm only teasin', love. I know this place can get confusin' t'newcomers. I actually meant to grab you some water, know you gotta take your tablets."

You swallowed your embarrassment, sighing, "I'll just - yeah - no - I'll, um, just go - I'm so sorry, again."

"You know where you're goin' all of a sudden?"

You faced the door, not wanting to make him uncomfortable, shaking your head gently, "Well, no, but I'll figure it out - I left a, um, I left a light on, you know, to help - I don't know - uh, guide me?"

"You've not stuttered this much since we first met," he laughed, tugging a pair of boxers on for your sanity (and to your dismay). "I'm dressed, doll, you can look at me now. C'mon, bit weird talkin' to your back."

"We're not talking, Felix, I'm going to bed."

"Then why haven't you left yet?"

You blinked at the intricately carved door, realizing your hand was still on the knob, but it hadn't turned. "I didn't want to be so rude as to just walk out, mid-sentence!"

"Hey, hey, you're all right, darlin', I'm only teasin'," he grinned, hearing his bare feet pad over the ground before his warm hand wrapped around your elbow. "C'mon, love, hang with me a bit - 's not that late, is it?"

"Oh, so, Duncan can walk in? Make his assumptions?" You whispered, slowly facing him and leaning back on the door with a pout. His big, brown, doe-eyes stared directly into yours, making you feel under his spotlight - something akin to a privilege, since Felix Catton didn't bestow his attention on everyone. "I just needed water, I didn't mean t'get, you know, lost like this. Seriously, this place looks totally different at night."

"Surprised you even got this far, huh?"

"I looked in any room with an open door," you admitted with a small wince. "I felt so creepy, but I was all turned around - and you know, you shouldn't leave other lights on in rooms not being used. Terrible waste of energy."

"Awh, my sweet, environmentally-conscious girl," he cooed, hand raising to gently pinch your jaw. There was a serene moment, the pair of you just staring at one another, becoming acutely aware that he was still practically naked. "C'mon, don't leave yet, we can play cards if you like?"

"I've medicine t'take - "

"Right, right, right," he nodded, letting his hand drift to hold your neck in a gentle grasp. "Tell you what, you stay here, I'll grab your meds, and bring them back? You keep 'em in that li'l pink bag, yeah?"

"I don't know how to feel that you know which is my med bag," you narrowed your eyes playfully.

"Just shows I pay attention, don't it?"

"Maybe shows we spend too much time together?"

He kissed his teeth, grinning at you, "There's no such thing - in fact! I reckon we could double our time together and it still wouldn't feel like enough."

"Well, how's that help me later? I still don't know where my room is - oh, don't laugh!" You groaned, Felix snickering louder. "Fi, c'mon, it's not funny - this place is huge! Like, illegally huge!"

He cooed, "Oh, doll, 'M not laughing at you, promise. Just... You're not the first person t'get lost here, yeah?"

You scoffed with severe discomfort, "I really don't want t'hear 'bout all the other girls you've brought home - "

"Hey, now," he cut you off swiftly, "don't do that." He shrugged meekly, "There's been no others, just friends. Mine, Farleigh's, Venetia's... They've all gotten lost once or twice... Or that time we had to actually draw Reggie a map, poor lad got lost around every bend."

You rolled your eyes, "Truly expect me to believe that, do you?" Then you let your eyes widen a fraction, teasing, "Oh, wow, you really believe it! You really believe you haven't brought home other girls who you're interested in or who are into you?"

He crowded you into the door, shifting the room's energy to something sultry, making you hold your breath as his hand slid into your hair. "You know you're the only one, right?"

"You know that's absolute bullshite, right? Like, what a fucking line!"

He tisked, "C'mon, doll."

"Be honest, Felix."

His head cocked, "Want the truth?"

"That'd be a nice change of pace."

He scoffed lightly, "I don't give a single fuck if any of our previous guests cared for me - only you. Hear me?" He took the last step so he was stood with his feet slotted between yours. "I didn't bring them here for any other reason than friendly entertainment. You've seen the place, as big as it is, can get a bit lonely without anyone to hang with. But I asked you here... For different reasons..." He whispered, eyes jutting down to your lips as he kept a firm hold on you.

"And what reasons are those, Fi?"

He smirked, "Obviously... To kick your arse at cards."

You were flooded with pure disappointment. Raw, unfiltered disappointment that deflated your shoulders. "Yeah, right, like that would ever happen," you covered, nudging him a single step away from you. "Wanna be a gentleman and direct me to my room now?"

"Nope," he grinned, snatching your hand and yanking you away from the door. "You're gonna sit your pretty self right here," he nudged you to the edge of his bed, turning for his desk, then turning back to you to slap a deck of cards to your hand, "you're gonna shuffle these, and mentally prepare to get your arse handed to you at your own game."

You chuckled slightly, "Thought you hated 51 Rummy?"

"Only when sober," he smirked, leaning down to peck your forehead sweetly. "Sit tight, doll, I'll be a moment, yeah?"

You sighed and watched him exit the room, reaching to set your glass of water down and observe the room. In a moment of weakness, you pet over his sheets as if tempted to snuggle into them - and you were! You were cold from the lack of robe you meant to shrug on, and wondering the halls of Saltburn took much longer than you anticipated - now wanting to dive into the warmth you knew was left, the same warmth that Felix left on everything.

You jumped when the door opened again, Felix slipping inside with your little pink bag. His brows pinched, "All right, love?"

"Hmm? Yeah - "

"Your feet are nearly blue," he shook his head, handing you your bag before turning for his wardrobe. "Socks or sweats?"

"Huh?"

He turned, holding up a pair of sweatpants and socks, repeating, "Socks or sweats? Figured you're a bit cold in that." The left side of his mouth quirked up in a smirk, eyeing you in your sleep shorts and loose teeshirt that had the collar ripped out, showing a hint of cleavage.

"Oh, uh, socks, please."

He tossed you the socks, dropped the sweats, and joined you on the bed as you pulled the oversized garment onto your feet. "C'mere, get close, get comfortable," he chuckled, pushing his blankets down to sit in the sheets, waiting until you turned in the bed to yank the blankets up over both your legs. "Didn't shuffle? My naughty girl," he joked, reaching for the deck of cards and opening it. He offered a much softer smile, eyes darting to your medicine bag, and then focusing on the cards - as if to give you privacy to take your meds.

You did so quickly, insecure about the rattling bottles and the amount of tablets in your cupped hand, but never once had Felix made you feel bad about your needs. After swallowing them, you cleared your throat and turned to face Felix as he divided the cards for the game, nodding to his side table, "Paper's over there, doll, for the score."

"Sure you want me to keep score?" You asked softly, reaching for the pad of paper and spare pen. "Last time we played, you lost so very miserably, I was embarrassed for you. We can save your pride a li'l, not keep score."

"It's only polite to let the pretty lady win."

"Oh, tryin' to butter me up, are you?"

"Is it working?"

"I'll let you know."

Felix chuckled, leaning back to the headboard. Then, he asked softly, "You feelin' all right?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, all good."

"Sure?"

"Why?"

"Hands are shakin' a bit."

You eyed him for a moment, changing the subject by asking, "How're you not freezing? Seriously, 's like the floors are air conditioned."

"Nah, just not cold."

"Your nipples say otherwise."

"Lookin' at my nipples, are you?" He grinned. "Now you're a very naughty girl, knew you didn't stumble into my room on accident!"

"Oh, don't flatter yourself!" You pushed his shoulder, but he leaned closer. "Felix - "

"You could just stay here," he offered softly.

"You got me for a game - "

"No, I mean, uh..." He chuckled to himself, shaking his head and readjusting so he was supported on one elbow, facing you. "Nah, nevermind, all right, so, back to the game - "

"No, wait, say what you're thinking," you encouraged softly. "Know I hate you doin' that."

"Yeah, you get all anxious," he nodded. "I don't want t'be too forward, all right? But... You know, we sleep together at Oxford. I-In the dorms, you know?"

"Yeah, and?"

"Just thought, maybe you'd wanna stay here? With me? If you want, won't make yah, sweetheart, just thought... You know, in a house this big, you wouldn't get so lost stayin' here... Maybe?"

"Oh, aren't you my hero?"

"I know, I know, I'm just tryna look out for you, my li'l lost love. And, you know, prevent you from finding our secret dungeon," he gasped comically.

"That's not even a joke 'cause I'd believe it in a place like this. Is it a dungeon for torture or sex?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"Maybe I'd like to see it. Hm," you considered, "maybe I should stay here, you know - so you can show me around and go get me water when I need it. Save my toes from freezing off, wonderin' 'round here."

He grinned, "Yeah?"

"If it's not too scandalous?"

"'S not like anyone would care... Except me, you know? I'd... I'd like you to stay here. Like havin' you close, sweetheart."

"Well, maybe you could put some clothes on? You're terribly fucking distracting! I'm here to win a card game, and I'll be damned if you win 'cause your abs are... You know, staring right at me, you cheater," you grinned, turning to face him fully with your legs crossed, the space in the sheets open for your cards.

"I think you like me naked," he grinned. "I mean, you stared long enough."

"I was just caught off guard!"

"Oh, I'm sure," his grin turned wicked. "You're still staring, doll."

"Well, it's not as if you're quick to cover yourself!"

"You're not too quick t'look away, either!"

"I was - "

"Caught off guard, yeah, you've said," he chuckled, staring at you with those moony brown eyes that made you feel as if you were the only girl he's ever seen. "Maybe I liked you lookin'."

"Is that so?"

He nodded slightly, "Yeah, not such a bad thing. You're kinda the only one I want lookin' at me like that, anyway."

"You absolute cheesehead!" Your laughter was quiet, trying not to tip Duncan off to your antics.

"You know, they're not just for lookin'," he perked his pierced brow at you. "Feel free to touch whenever you want, too."

"Hm, always knew you were a slut."

He gasped dramatically. "Is that anyway to talk to your host? Especially after giving you refuge from the big, scary, confusing halls?" Your eyes rolled and reached out to pushed his forehead, making him rock back into the pillows and headboard - but he was quick to snatch your wrist as he fell. You were yanked across the slim space, pulled so you were directly resting onto his chest; forearms bracing against his pectorals. He grinned, caressing the back of your head, teasing, "'Ello, love."

"You're a fucking fiend."

"And you're so fucking beautiful."

"I'm already stayin' here, Fi, you don't have to lay it on so thick."

He hummed, "You know... If you were mine, you'd get this treatment all the time. I can't stop - you're just so easy to compliment."

Feeling bold, perhaps from being so close and him being nearly naked, you whispered, "Then maybe you should stop shuffling your feet, grow a pair, and ask me already."

He paused, the moment turning soft as you relax against his body; stretched out the length of him, but still remaining propped on his chest to look down at his sweet face.

"Was a bit afraid to, actually, love."

"Why?"

"Haven't felt like this with anyone," he admitted, "'s just so fuckin' easy with you. Organic, authentic, safe... I was afraid to ruin that, destroy the rapport and friendship we've established. I care about you so much, I just wanted you in my life - no matter what variation that was. Being just my friend, being my girl, just want you with me. Didn't want to jeopardize anything."

"Hm," you considered, nodding slowly, "I get that. Think I felt something similar..."

"So, what do we do?"

"I think we be adults about this," you offered. "If you just want to be friends, we'll stay friends, Fi, but we don't blur lines like we have been. And if you want to give this - us - a try, I think we could. 'Cause you're you, and I'm me, and if things don't work out, we can just go back. Right? Adults do that sorta thing, don't they?"

"Not entirely sure, don't feel like an adult most days," he breathed, petting his fingertips down your cheek. "But I know I want this, with you. I swear, since you came into my life, I've felt - " He paused, shaking his head with a growing smile, "Free? Elated? Light as air?"

"Mhm, I know the feeling," you repeated.

"We doin' this?"

"That's up to you."

"I think it's up to us, actually - "

"I mean, you've gotta ask, Fi, not just assume."

"If you reject me in my own house, in my own bed, doll, I'm gonna be fucking crushed!"

"Oh, my God, just ask me! You fucking knobhead!" You laughed, leaning your head on his chest. His other arm moved behind his head to keep it propped up, looking at you with so much adoration, it knotted your stomach. The hand that had been in your hair drifted down to keep a secure hold on your waist; fingers scratching in soothing motions.

"Wanna be my girl?"

"Hmm, I think you could phrase it better."

He grinned brightly, "Would you be my girlfriend?"

"Oh, that's a little too formal. Maybe try - "

"Oh, c'mere, you," he growled, swiftly using both arms to seize under your arms and literally drag you up his body. "C'mon, baby," he whispered, lips ghosting yours, "be my baby."

"Fuck, no, that's way too cheesy!"

"I thought you liked me cheesy?" He gaped, your hand petting his cheek now; shoulders straining to keep you upright, over him.

"Correction, I love you cheesy," you whispered, lowering your head to press a quick kiss to his lips. He hummed in relief, but you pulled back to promise, "I'd love to be your girl, Fi. Only took you the whole bloody school year, didn't it?"

"Hey, good things to those who wait, right?"

"Don't quote Professor Mercy at me when we're in bed with barely anything on, Jesus fucking Christ," you grumbled, unable to restrain your grin when he pulled you in for another kiss - but this time, stealing the breath right out of your lungs.

Maybe getting lost in Saltburn was more beneficial than you originally thought, and maybe Professor Mercy and ages of philosophy was right because this felt like the absolute best thing, and you'd wait a hundred lifetimes if it meant having Felix in your arms - like he was now, kissing you like it was his lifeline.

How extraordinarily warm, you felt, to be lost in this world, in this extraordinary home, and found, by Felix fucking Catton.

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[eunoia-writes]

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[deliriousgrl-writes]

Felix Catton teaching/talking a virgin female reader through a blowjob. Lots of praise, pet names, etc.

i think abt this regularly so here it goes. a long one. :)

good student// felix catton x virgin!reader

warnings: oral-m receiving, lots of praise, mentions of male anatomy, mentions of virginity, innocent!reader, fem reader, mentions of female anatomy, felix cumming in your mouth and calling you a good girl

felix knew you were a virgin pretty early on and it only turned him on more. he was used to the experienced english girls he’d had fun with, the ones who knew how to fuck. the ones who knew how to perform for a guy and had no problem being dragged into felix’s dorm room after a party and would happily moan his name and run their hands over his lean muscular body without hesitation.

you, on the other hand, were nervous. felix couldn’t help but feel nervous too. despite your inexperience being a major turn on for him, he’d never had to teach or help a virgin through sexual situations.

you found yourself in his bed again, out of breath, your pants already off, your body warm and buzzing as his hands ran over your sides. his lips were attached to yours, his taste of nicotine and whatever strawberry sweet he’d had before sending your senses into overdrive.

felix had already touched you, and the experience was gentle but so incredibly erotic to him. seeing you experience touch, his touch, for the first time, was something that he couldn’t get his mind off of. he wanted to do it again and again, watch you come undone on his fingers and know that he was the only one who’d ever made you feel that way. the only one to hear your sweet noises and know what you looked like when your chest rose and fell rapidly as your thighs shook. it was magic before his eyes, your innocence in his hands as he lovingly took it away.

and now, you felt more comfortable giving into your desire for him. you were still hesitant. but when felix’s tall form was hovering above you, his hardness against your leg, it sparked something else inside of you. youd already fantasized about what it would feel like, what it would be like for felix to take your virginity and experience him inside you. but, to your surprise, felix was more than happy to take it slow. it was the first time in his life that he didn’t chase after sex. he wanted to savor all your firsts, make you as comfortable as possible and let him show you everything there was about touch and desire.

his large hands caressed every part of your body that he could, his tongue exploring your mouth as you whimpered into his. your mind was wandering, his hardness making your panties dampen and your body crave his. you gently pushed his broad shoulders and he pulled back from your lips, his brows furrowed as his brown eyes searched your pretty face for a reason as to why you wanted to suddenly stop.

you swallowed, your hesitance but desire to make him feel as good as he had made you feel recently taking hold as you couldn’t stop thinking about how his desire poked through his faded blue jeans into your leg.

“what is it? y’alright?” his deep voice questioned you quietly. he was worried that you were feeling overwhelmed or something. worried that maybe you didn’t want him right now as much as he craved you.

“i… i can feel you,” you whispered back, your cheeks heating up. felix’s brown eyes widened for a moment before he shifted his body off of you some, worried that it made you uncomfortable. “no,” you added quickly, licking your lips as you let out a breath, “i-it’s okay.”

felix’s gaze was back on you as you said it, a small smirk on his lips. he could see the way your eyes darkened slightly, your kiss swollen lips parted as you took small breaths in and out. “are you.. curious about something, darling?” he asked you quietly, biting his lip for a second, “y’eyes are kind of… asking me somethin’.”

your cheeks were bright red now but you ignored your nervousness, answering him back and telling him the truth. because you trusted him. because you adored him enough to be honest about your desire now, even if your voice shook a little as you spoke. “can i m-make you feel good? can i…see you?”

felix’s heart raced a little more at your shaky request. he was surprised, surprised that you felt the need to return the favor of pleasure that he’d started giving you. “y’know you don’t have to do anything for me,” his deep english voice assured you, “i don’t expect ya to. you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, love.”

you nodded quickly, your stomach swirling with need as he pressed a soft peck to your lips. you had to stand strong, just be honest that you were practically craving to see the way his lean muscular body looked. you’d seen him shirtless before, his soft tan skin and toned body enough to make your mouth water. but you wanted more. for the first time in your life, you wanted to see all of him.

you decided to be brave, pulling his face down to yours and pressing your lips to his hungrily. felix happily reciprocated, his whole body on fire as you took the lead for a moment. he was glad that he’d help you build your confidence now, that you felt safe with him enough to reach for him when you wanted to taste his lips. what he didn’t expect, was your hands hesitantly pulling at the button of his jeans. you were still kissing him, almost like you wanted to distract him from your trembling fingers trying to unbutton his pants. he pulled away from you for a moment, a grin on his face as you panted and looked up at him with wide, needy eyes. “eager are we?” he mused, his deep voice a little bit breathy as he felt himself get harder at the fact that you wanted his pants off. “let me,” he insisted, moving his tall form off you as he scooted over to the edge of the bed. he pulled his t-shirt off first, his dark shaggy hair a little messier than usual before he reach down with his long slender fingers and undid his button and the zipper of his jeans. he turned to look at you now, seeing you still laying there as you kept your bottom lip between your teeth, watching his every movement with wide eyes. he scooted closer to your lying body, his hand reaching for your stomach as he spoke, his voice low. “where d’you want me, love?”

his question made your stomach flutter, your core aching a bit more than before. he could sense your nervousness but you seemed eager for this next step. eager to see him fully as he kicked off his pants and was left in his boxer shorts. he crawled in beside you on the bed, his eyes on you as he head turned to see your eyes moving up and down his tall body. “like this? this okay?” he questioned you teasingly, unable to wipe his gap toothed grin from his face. his hard cock was pressed against his boxers, poking up and exposing the wet spot that showed in the cotton fabric, his tip leaking in anticipation for whatever you wanted to really do. when you didn’t answer him, your nervous virginal nature taking hold of your words, he leaned his face over towards you, his brown eyes full of tenderness as he tried to make you feel safe enough to ask for what you want. “just tell me what y’want, love. tell me cause’ i’m okay with whatever. i want to give you what you want. whatever y’comfortable with,” felix cooed, watching your needy eyes look into his brown orbs.

“to t-touch you,” you whispered, making his ears perk up and his stomach twist with pure lust. he nodded, pursing his lips for a second before he spoke.

“then do it.”

apparently, he didn’t need to ask you twice. you sat up, your breathing heavy as you went to the bottom of his bed, your eyes silently asking for permission to rest your form over his long legs. he gave you a slight nod and your thighs were on either side of his knees, straddling him in only your t-shirt and panties. he could feel the wetness the thin fabric held, how soaked your heat was against the skin of his legs. it almost made him groan. felix saw your eyes focused on his boxers, your small hands reaching out just above the waistband. he saw you blink, your fingertips against his hot skin making him eager for more. you gently pulled them down a bit, his hard cock popping free, on full display. he saw your eyes widen a bit from his generous length and of course, he felt a great ego boost from your reaction. because after all, felix knew how well endowed he was in that department.

your eyes met his for a moment, asking him for permission as you lifted one of your hands up, hovering over his length. “y’can touch me, baby. see how much i want ya?” he assured you, reaching one of his large hands up and wrapping it around himself. your face flushed from the sight, watching his thumb rub over his glistening tip before he moved his hand up and down his length slowly. you felt the muscles in his legs tighten for a moment and felix almost forgot that this was the first time you’d ever seen a man pleasure himself. your eyes flickered between his darkened brown eyes and his large hand running over himself, pumping up and down slowly. it made your guts churn and your heart speed up, and you hesitantly pushed your smaller hand over his own. he continued to move up and down, his lips parting a bit as he throbbed in his own hand because you wrapped your hand over his. “fuck,” he breathed out, watching you innocently hold your hand over his knuckles and fingers, learning how he jerked himself off. it was driving him crazy, the head of his cock leaking drops of precum over both of your fingers.

“felix,” he heard you say, making him stop his movements as his eyes flickered to your own, “i-i want to make you feel good. like r-really feel good.” felix’s broad, toned chest was rising and falling quickly from the pleasure he’d just experienced, and he decided to question your eagerness. “well, what d’you want, love? i can show you anything,” he asked you, his deep english voice low as he panted, “ya just have to tell me. be honest with me.”

“blow job,” you blurted out, making felix widen his brown eyes in disbelief. he unwrapped his hand from around himself, taking a breath as he sat up on his elbows against the mattress. “h-head?” he asked in surprise, feeling his heart race at the thought, “y’want to give me head? love… you don’t have to.” he couldn’t believe that you really wanted him in your mouth, he hadn’t even tasted your pussy yet, though he was excited when he finally could. he’d been planning how to make it the perfect experience for you, but now here you were, wanting to use your mouth on his hard cock with a needy look in your eyes. he saw you nod, clearly trying to be brave in telling him what you what you wanted. and felix would be damned if he didn’t give his precious girl what she wanted. he didn’t chuckle, he didn’t smirk, he just looked at you sat across his legs, feeling himself get a bit excited at the fact that you wanted to really do this.

“if ya really want to,” he said quietly, his cock only leaking more, “tell me that y’sure and i’ll help you along.”

“please, lex,” you answered quietly, using your little nickname for him with your eyes wide and your voice needy, “i-i want to make you feel good. i’m sure. i’m completely s-sure, please.” felix nodded quickly, his head tilting a little as he bit back a groan from the fact you were practically begging to have his big cock in your mouth.

“okay, darling. um, you can touch me first,” he said quietly, still propped on his elbows as he felt eager to see you touch him and listen to his further instructions. you did as he said, and he finally felt your hand around his length. he bit his lip for a second, trying to refrain from cursing as he felt your small hand and fingers grip his cock. “fuck, okay, um, lay your body over my legs if ya want, to make it easier,” he directed you, the head of his cock dripping with need. you laid your body across his long legs, your head face to face with his throbbing length and felix swore he saw you lick your lips like you were hungry for him.

he squeezed his eyes shut for a second, his stomach twisting as his body lusted to feel your lips around him for the first time. he opened his eyes and peered down at you, nodding his head and reminding himself to take it slow with you and help you through it. “run y’tongue over me, just up the side,” he instructed softly. he chest tightened as he saw you part your lips and stick your tongue out, his body shuddering as you stuck your warm sticky tongue out and licked a quick stripe up his length. “fuck, just like that, love,” he praised, seeing a shy smile grace your lips before you did it again. felix knew you loved praise, and he had no problem giving you all the praise he could. it was easy to, you were so responsive and eager to learn. and now, he was going to praise you through however long you wanted to take his hard cock into your mouth, however long you wanted to taste him and make him feel so fucking good. you kept licking him, up and down, slowly. and he leaned his head back against his pillows for a moment, his breathing heavy as he enjoyed every second your tongue touched him.

“s’fucking good, baby.” “christ-keep doing that. exactly like that.”

what a good fucking student you were, even closing your eyes as if you were enjoying running your tongue over his long, thick cock, and hearing his breathy praises. felix wondered if he could cum just like that, having your tongue on him for the first time driving him absolutely mental, like he’d never felt before. he flickered his eyes open, not even realizing that they were closed as his cock throbbed. you were looking up at him again, eager to learn more about how to pleasure his cock. “fucking angel, y’are,” he praised, leaning up on one of his hands and using his other hand to run over your hair. he looked down at his leaking cock, his precum running over the hand you had wrapped around him. “that’s how much i fucking adore you,” he praised, teaching you that all that clear leaking desire from his tip was because of you. his breathing hitched when you quickly ran your tongue over the dripping head of his cock, a sharp breath escaping him as you tasted it. “m’sensitive love,” he breathed out, “please wrap your lips around me. christ, i want to feel that pretty little mouth on me.”

you eagerly took him in your mouth, and felix let out a sharp breath, your mouth wet and warm. you held yourself there, him in your mouth as you waited for his next instruction. “fuck, love. n-now just suck on me gently,” you did had he said, making him swing his head back in pleasure as he groaned, “just like that, y’doing so good. making m’feel so fucking good. go up and down, angel. move your mouth up and down my cock.”

you sucked on his large length slowly, bobbing your head up and down as your wide, innocent eyes looked up at him. felix’s breathing was ragged. he’d had many girls in your exact position, on their knees or on top of his body, sucking his cock with a desperate fervor, but something about it being you, made it feel different. made it even better. so much fucking better. “fuck me, you’re so fucking good for me. s’fucking good,” he praised you with a breathy voice, a deep groan leaving his chest and making you clench your pussy on nothing. you continued sucking him, his cock in your mouth and his muscles tensing. “use you tongue, love. swirl your sweet fucking tongue over me,” he instructed, or begged. you kept sucking and eagerly swirled your tongue on the underside of his cock, near the head. felix bit his lip at that, his face contorted in pleasure as he tried to stop the noises that threatened to escape him. he was surprised at how good you were at it, and the fact that it was your first time having a mans cock in your mouth made his dick throb more. that it was his cock in your mouth. felix felt euphoric, the muscles in his abdomen squeezing and tensing up as you continued, his toes curling as his long legs tensed beneath your body from the pleasure you were causing him. he couldn’t take it, his lips parting as he let all the sounds escape him. deep groans and heavy pants making him feel desperate as your tongue continued to swirl around him as you sucked.

his brows furrowed with pleasure as he watched you, biting his lip as he watched your eyes flick up to him and you released his throbbing cock from your warm mouth. “a-am i doing it right?” your soft, quiet voice asked him. felix melted. “more than fucking right, love. y’so fucking good! christ, this is like the best god damn head i’ve ever had!” he praised you with a grin, his chest still rising and falling as he breathed deeply. you gave him a sheepish smile before you suddenly stuck his cock in your mouth again and sucked. “f-fuck, baby,” felix groaned, his brown eyes almost black as he watched you take him in your mouth.

you continued to suck and swirl your tongue over him. your small hand was still wrapped around the base of his cock, and felix kept himself propped on his elbows as he gave you another tip. “love,” he groaned, pants leaving his lips, “move y’hand up and down while you suck me. christ- y’doing so good.”

you did as he asked, pumping the bottom of his length and part of his shaft up and down while you multitasked, swirling your tongue all around him as you sucked. felix let out a deep, rumbling groan, feeling himself start to lose control. “such a good girl,” he groaned, his eyes shutting as he body tensed and his head fell back against his pillows, “such a good fucking girl f’me. keep going- fuck- keep going, love. yes, baby, there y’go.”

you moaned on his cock from his praising, the vibration making felix’s toned body shudder. you found yourself going faster, swirling around his cock with your tongue like crazy, drool falling down your chin and the lewd sounds of you sucking down on him filling the quiet space of his messy dorm room. felix was close, so fucking close as you continued, combining all the things he’d taught you along the way and being the best fucking student he could ask for. what a quick learner you were.

felix’s toes curled, his broad chest moving up and down as he let out groans and loud breaths, loving every moment of this. “fuuuuuck,” he groaned, his deep voice low as he leaned himself up to watch you again. “y’doing so good, angel. gun-gunna make me fucking cum like this-fuck! my good fucking girl.”

you continued your quick movements, feeling felix’s legs tense and shake a little as he breathed deeply. he groaned, his deep voice sounding more whiny than he’d ever heard himself sound before. it was all becoming too much, your tongue starting to swirl around the sensitive tip of us cock a little and your hand pumping the rest of his length up and down. felix couldn’t help himself, leaning up on one hand, moving his other one down to your head and gently resting it there, desperate groans leaving his lips. you swirled your tongue around him one last time, and felix collapsed against the bed, groaning louder than he ever had before as he came in your warm mouth. “fuuuuck me, fuck!” he groaned, his body shuddering as he came down your throat. he felt your small hands grip his thighs, your eyes watering as you felt his hot release hit your throat. as he finally finished, he leaned himself up on his elbows again, seeing your face as you swallowed and wiped your sticky mouth on the back of your hand. felix’s brown eyes blinked down at you, trying to steady his rapid breathing as he felt his body enter complete relaxation, feeling more fulfilled than he’d ever had.

when he didn’t say anything, his eyes still locked on your face, you couldn’t help but smile up at him shyly, your heart racing as you spoke, “can i try that again?”

felix’s brown orbs widened, reaching up with one hand to run his fingers through his dark messy hair, still out of breath. oh, what a good student you were.

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i loved your last felix fic. i need felix having anal w/ reader for the first time. her being all needy & whiny as she adjusts to it☺️.

18+ MINORS DNI

“You’re so cute.” Felix coos, rubbing her heated cheek with his thumb. She turns her head to bury her face into the pillow, unable to meet his eyes. Her cheeks are flushed with heat, but she doesn't know if it's from arousal, or the fact that something so dirty is making her feel so good. "C'mon, none of that, look at me."

She squeezes her eyes shut as he presses deeper into her, stretching her hole around his fat cock.

"Aw, baby, please? Wanna see those pretty eyes." Her teary eyes blink open and she shyly turns to meet his gaze. "Good girl, just a little bit more."

Her hole clenches around him and her empty cunt floods with arousal as she adjusts to the new feeling of fullness. Felix groans as he pushes himself to the hilt, and her fingers flex and grab at the sheets.

Shallow, gaspy whimpers fall past her lips as he slowly rolls his hips. Her teeth catch onto the silk pillowcase, biting down on the fabric as his cock stuffs her full.

Felix groans at the sight of his cock driving into her, his large hands palm at her ass, spreading her cheeks to give himself a better view of how her swollen hole flutters around him.

She reaches down to rub her clit with a shaky hand but he stops her with a firm grip on her wrist.

“Nuh uh, baby. Gotta let me do the work for you. Either you cum with my cock up your ass, or you aren't gonna cum at all."

Her whines are muffled by the pillow, but he still hears them. He chuckles as she drops her hand onto the mattress.

"Feels so good." she huffs, finally finding it in her to speak.

"Yeah, I bet." He grins, leaning down to press a kiss to her sweaty forehead. "Knew you'd like it. Pretty little butt slut."

[cookstorys]

Show me what’s behind your back.” with Felix catton? Or Harlen?

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭

Character: Felix Catton

Movie : Saltburn

Authors note : I fear this may need a part 2

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Getting used to Felix’s special family was an adjustment for you. His father held no significance to you other than being the patriarch of the Catton family. Venetia, Felix’s sister, was the living embodiment of giving zero fucks about anyone while still being beautiful. Farleigh was a narcissistic bully that you’re forced to play nice with for Felix’s sake. Finally mother dearest, Elspeth, one of the few you’ve took a liking to.

This was your third summer break at Saltburn and dealing with the family never got easier. An argument was guaranteed to happen. This always causes Felix to lean on you for support, so you’ve learned to pack extra things to help with moral support.

You step out of the car staring at the amazing structure that stood in front of you. The magnificence of the house has still yet to fade. The driver placed your luggage beside you. “Thank you, Liam, here’s a tip.” You smiled at the Catton’s Family long-time driver. “Thank you, Mr.[Last Name]. It’s a pleasure to see you again.” You smiled, waving goodbye as he drove away.

“Baby!” Felix’s voice rang in your ears. Turning around, Felix immediately jumped into your arms. “Why’d you have to move to another Uni? I’ve missed you.” He whined forehead pressed up against yours. “Family, my love.” You chuckled leaving a quick peck on his lips. You walked towards Elspeth, giving one of your signature cheeky smiles before embracing her. “How’s that new school treating you?” She was kind of the reason you were one of the few selected to enroll at your current university on a scholarship. Whenever you asked how she did it, she’d simply shrug and say she had ‘connections’. You knew better to push any further.

“Great, the people are nice and I’ve been doing well in my studies.” She places the palm of her hand on your cheek. “Love to hear that honey. Dinner will be ready in 10.” The moment she walked away, her space was filled by your boyfriend. “Where is everyone?” You questioned glancing around for anyone else. “Dad and Venetia had to make a quick stop to town. Farleigh is most likely jacking off somewhere and Oliver-“

“Oliver?” You interrupted, not expecting to hear an unknown guest you knew nothing of. “Shit, I thought I mentioned it over the phone. One of my mates from Uni is staying with us for the summer. Hope that’s ok with you.” The last thing Felix wanted was to make you uncomfortable. “If he’s a friend of yours, he’s a friend of mine my love. Now, help me with my luggage.”

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The Catton’s library had almost every book you can think of. If you weren’t careful, you were sure to get lost in the bookshelves. To most of the family, the library was a forgotten room within the walls of the Catton residence but not to Elspeth. Elspeth enjoyed the peace that came within the room. So imagine her surprise when her lovely son brings home a boyfriend who loves to read. The once quiet room was filled with small talk you and Elspeth had, which eventually became weekly book discussions during the summer.

You walked into the library after fully unpacking your luggage. You looked up at the clock on the wall that read “4:30”, the time you and Elspeth always did your meetings. You searched the library high and low but still saw no sign of Elspeth. “Are you looking for Elspeth?” an unknown voice grabbed your attention. You turned around to see a shy-looking boy, with a book snugged tightly within his grip against his chest. He looked innocent, sensitive, dare you say…cute?

“Y-Yes um yeah I am.” You stuttered, you fucking stuttered. The only time you stuttered was when Felix did that thing in bed and even then it’s barely a mumble. What did Oliver have that would make you stutter at a simple response to a simple question? Could it be the way his eyes call you like a siren calling a sailor into the great abyss or is it his captivating innocence that you wanted oh so badly to destroy? “Well I just saw her in the garden she’s probably..” Oliver talked but your attention was elsewhere where, his lips. How could something as simple as lips be so intoxicating, what were you even here for?

“I’m sorry to interrupt but I have to go find Elspeth, it was nice meeting you.”

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Felix Catton was out of your league. You knew it, he knew it, and so did everyone else. So what’s too secret to keep a guy like Felix Catton locked down? Gifts. The man loves a nicely wrapped gift with a pretty bow to top it off. It had become almost a kind of tradition to bring a gift every time you came to visit, this time was no different.

A shade cast over Felix’s afternoon tanning session by the pond. His eyes opened, to see you towering over him with your arms behind your back. “What’s behind your back?” His response was met with a smirk from you. “Guess.” He laughed. After a few minutes of thinking Felix's fingers snapped “It must be the new Diamond Gold Rolex Watch I’ve been wanting.” You gave him a blank expression.

“Damn, how’d you guess it?” Felix gave you a shock as you gave him the box. He opened it and his jaw only fell lower. “This is a 12,000 dollar watch. How’d you even afford this?” You laughed at his expression. “Let’s just say I’m a little behind on school payments and I kinda owe my 401k some money.” Felix looked concerned. “You didn’t have to do that. I would’ve been fine with a gift card.” You shrugged. “You’re worth it.” Felix took a quick look around before pulling you on top of him. “Nobody’s around, we can squeeze in one round. You down?” This was risky but you knew Felix loved that. “Hell yeah”

He pulled you towards him, your lips moving in perfect unison. Felix began to unbutton your loose button-up. He flipped you over, with him now on top. He started to suck on your neck, attacking it with the intent of marking what was his. You’re so in bliss you couldn’t even tell there was a pair of eyes on you but once you did, you didn’t try to stop it. You made eye contact with Oliver staring at the scene unfolding drastically in front of him. You smiled at him. If he wanted a show, who were you to deny him of it? You knew it was wrong but pure lust overcame all common sense.

“I’m in charge.” You whispered to Felix, pulling his hair back to expose his neck. You aggressively sucked and bit his neck, remaining in eye contact with Oliver. “Ew in front of the fish?” Farleigh gagged, bringing the two of you out of your trance. “Stop looking you perv!” Felix yelled chasing him off. You glanced at the spot Oliver was standing at to find it empty.

“I’m so fucked.”

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[vivwritescrappythings]

hey yall, i’m in a writing slump so requests are open! pls help a gal out

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[quick-catton]

girlboy ollie for the timeline ! (◠‿◠✿)🎀🩷🍭

[runawayolives]

when’s part 3 of baby daddy coming out?? NO RUSH !!! take ur time to do your best workpossible

Hi!

Thank you for liking baby daddy, it means a lot.

The thing is, I don't have the time to really get into writing a good long new chapter. I've been busy and I don't see having enough free time anytime soon.

Because it's been on hiatus for a while, but it's a fic that a lot of people are still interested in, I'm accepting little requests or prompts so that I can write things like this, to compensate the fact that part 3 isn't guaranteed for a bit.

Feel extremely free to send little prompts and requests, and I'll try to write something, doesn't matter if it's cannon or not.

PSA: I also accept requests for Felix Catton and Jacob Elordi

[entitled-fangirl]

hi! can you write something where the reader is felix's best friend (they both have feelings for each other), and she finds him just as oliver leaves him in the maze with the bottle of alcohol he drugged. neither reader nor felix know it's spiked so they're drinking it together and they die together? if it's too much you can totally ignore this!

Just posted it!!!! Thank you for the ask! I'm a sucker for anything angsty!!!

The Cold Ground Provided No Comfort.

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Much love <3

[queers-gambit]

Your Felix fics are so genius!! Here is an idea: The reader staying at Saltburn for the first time & getting lost trying to find their room again late at night & accidentally walk into Felix’s after he’s just gotten out of the bath so he’s naked and changing or something so she sees a lot more than she ever has since they aren’t dating (yet) and can’t look away 🤭

love it love it love it, love it a little too much!

thank you so very kindly for this request and compliment! i was stuck for a hot second, but i think it turned out pretty okay! i'm anxious to hear what you think, sweet Nonnie! be sure to pop back in and let me know, would you?

your incredible idea birthed this fic:

Lost and Found

thank you again, all my love 🖤

[moooooolnp]

Drop me links of your favorite sub Felix fics, any sites. Need this for… personal research…

[deliriousgrl-writes]

Felix Catton convinces female reader to ride him/be on top. She’s nervous but he talks her through it.

okay, *breathes*, felix catton makes my head spin so of course i have to write this lol.

promise// felix catton x reader

cw: fem reader, fem anatomy mentioned, male anatomy mentioned, riding felix, reader tops, felix loves watching you ride his cock

“y’so fucking sexy,” felix tells you between kisses, dragging you towards his dorm room. he can’t keep his hands off you, abandoning the silly christmas party that he’d help put together on campus just to have a moment alone with you. he pushes you against the door, his hands all over the tight black dress you’re wearing, the santa hat he’d put on for the party falling from his dark messy hair.

you couldn’t help but be at felix’s will, addicted to the attention the confident rich heir would give you. giving you a taste of his world every time he’d pull you away from the library or drag you from the oxford courtyard between classes just to have his way. he initiated it all, having no problem in taking the lead in whatever-so-called relationship the two of you had. you, his opposite, shy and quiet, never causing a fuss and avoiding attention like the plague. felix was larger than life, commanding attention in his long strides and grins on campus, everyone wanting a piece of him.

you almost fall backwards as his large hand pushes his door open, his messy dorm room dim and now surrounding you. you let him taste your lips and mouth, his tongue eager and his warm hands run up your sides. he pushes the door closed with one of his feet, grinning as he breaks away from the kiss to pull you over to his bed. your cheeks heat up as he pulls you to his side, his tall form immediately tackling your body as he presses soft kisses all over your face. “been dreaming bout this all day. then y’get all dressed up f’me and i can’t fucking think straight,” he muses against your ear, his hot breath and deep voice sending a heat down your body, “cant stop myself when it comes to you…”

you swallow as he begins pressing hot, wet open mouth kisses to your neck, soft gasps leaving you as you hesitantly reach your hand up to run through his messy hair. felix can’t help but feel so incredibly turned on, loving that when he’s kissing and touching you like this, that your quiet demeanor fades some, noises escaping your throat and your soft skin twitching for more. he didn’t know what it was about you that drove him crazy. wether it was the way you practically stumbled over your words when he’d first talked to you, the fact that you seemed in awe of him but in a timid, shy way, or the fact that your wide eyes looked at him like he was gold. you’d sent his mind wandering since day one and when he’d finally gotten you into his bed, he’d been addicted ever since. he quickly tugs his shirt and jeans off, grinning and eager as he lays on top of you again on his bed.

it didn’t take long for felix to pull your dress off your soft curves, his brown eyes darkening as he sees the lacy black bra and underwear you’d had underneath. he bites his lip for a moment before smirking down at you, his long slender fingers toying with one of your bra straps. your eyes were wide, needy even, as he smirked down at you, his heart clenching in his chest as he realized just how much he’d made the shy girl he’d first met a desperate mess to have him. it was like heaven in his gaze, watching you fall apart little by little. “matching, are we?” he smirked, seeing a red blush grace your cheeks as your breathing sped up, “this for me?” he asks you softly, mischief in his brown eyes as his index finger slides down your body and to the top of your lacy underwear. he can’t help himself as he pulls his tall form down to between your legs, his gaze on you as he leans his head down to press a long kiss to your clothed heat, “making me feel special, love.” you whimper his name, making felix smirk again as he continues to move his lips over your panties, the lace not doing anything to contain how wet you were. he’s practically making out with your clothed cunt, his eyes flickering up to you as you writhe and mewl against his mattress.

he leans up, looking up and down your body as his hand finds its way to your hip, squeezing softly when he gets an idea. felix takes no time in flipping you on top of him, making you let out a squeak and a nervous giggle, your body in the air as you straddle his hips in just your lacy black underwear and bra. felix greedily runs his large, warm hands up your thighs and sides, his eyes hungry as he enjoys the view from below. “y’look so good from here, love,” he murmurs, his lids heavy as he takes on a new form of adoration for how you look on top of him, something bubbling up in his chest from the sight.

you straddle him, out of breath and feeling a bit awkward as he stares up at you, not knowing exactly how to handle being on top of his lean muscular body like this. you let out a shaky breath when he moves his hips up a little from beneath you, letting you feel how hard he was in his boxers. you let out a sharp breath, enjoying the brief contact against your soaked panties. “tell me how bad y’want it,” he softly commands, his deep english voice making you fall apart a little more, “tell me how much y’like being on top of me like this. feeling how fucking hard i am underneath you.”

your eyes are wide as you take in his quiet demand, his voice thick with desire. once you dont answer him, he moves his hips up again, his hardness pressing into your lace panties again from below. “tell me and i’ll give you what y’want,” he says softly, his dilated brown eyes looking up at you with silent insistance.

“felix,” you breath out, your mind fuzzy from the contact of his cock in his boxers on your clothed heat, “i-i want you it’s just…”

felix bites back a grin, watching your eyes shut as your nerves take over. his toned abdomen clenches with need and amusement, knowing that you’re actually nervous to be on top. he’s not sure if it’s your insecurities or maybe your first time ever being on top of a guy like this, either way he’s more than happy to break through any of your doubts. “shush,” he commands, making you flutter your eyes open, “don’t get all nervous on me now. y’look fucking gorgeous on top of me like this. bloody perfect.”

he moves his hands up and down your thighs again, soothing you before his desire takes hold again, feeling your soaking panties leak on his clothed cock, his thoughts only growing filthier. “promise you’ll like it, love it even,” he grins, moving his hands from your thighs to his boxers, “feels really good for the guy and the girl, trust me. y’trust me, yeah?’

you nod hesitantly, blinking down at him as he pulls his boxers down beneath you. you lift yourself up a bit to help out, his fingers barely touching your legs as he slides his cotton boxers down past his knees, but not all the way. you can’t help yourself as you glance down, admiring the way his tanned, lean abdomen leads down to his hardness, unable to stop yourself from biting your lip as you see the start of his pubic hair from beneath you. he rocks his hips up against you to snap you out of it, making you throw your head back for a second from the sensation of his bare, hard cock against your wet panties again. “y’want this right?” felix asks you with a smirk, unable to not feel slightly excited from the fact that you were about to ride his long, thick cock for the first time. when you bite your lip and nod, he takes the lead and reaches down with one of his hands to push your underwear to the side, before instructing you on what to do next. “keep em pulled away like that, out of the way,” he says, his heart beat picking up in anticipation, “and lift up a bit f’me.”

you do as he says, taking your slightly shaking fingers and pulling your wet panties to the side before lifting up slightly. felix immediately reaches his hand down for his cock, moving it up against your soaked folds before lining it up with your entrance. “there we go,” he says with a soft laugh as he finally finds it, making you smile at him shyly, your chest falling up and down quickly in nervous anticipation. “now lower yourself down on me, just like that,” he says, watching from below as you slowly lower yourself down on his cock. felix immediately feels how wet and tight you are as the tip of his cock enters you, his hands moving to grab your hips as you finally take all of him. you let out a quiet moan as you feel full of him, the sensation new but delicious. you stay still, already wanting to squirm from how incredibly good it feels. “told you,” felix breathes out, his brows furrowing a little from how good his cock feels buried inside you as he reminds you of his earlier promise.

he keeps his large hands on your hips, slowly guiding your trembling body up. “up and down, love. just like that,” he says softly, helping you build a slow pace as you lift your body up and down. you moan softly, already panting from how good it feels to ride his cock. “fuck- y’doing good, just up and down, yeah?”

you nod, felix’s cock deep inside you as you move up and down on his impressive length. you lose yourself in the pleasure, building more confidence as felix talks you through it. “christ! y’look so fucking sexy like this. s’pretty riding my cock, fucking angel,” felix tells you, his deep voice breathy and his brown eyes half lidded as he enjoys the view and the way your wet walls clench around him. your breasts bounce up and down in your black lacy bra, losing yourself as you put your hands on felix’s chest to steady yourself. felix pulls your face down to him, kissing you deeply before moving his hips up and down, fucking you from underneath with ease. you moan into his mouth, felix’s hand in the back of your hair as he hits deep inside you each time he bucks his hips. you slowly lift up from him, unable to keep control as you rock your hips back and forth while he’s buried inside you, selfishly beginning to chase your own pleasure as your confidence builds. felix groans from beneath you, gripping your hips tightly as you move your body on his in a perfect rhythm.

“gunna-gunna make me cum like this,” felix groans out, his chest rising and falling rapidly before biting his lip as he rocks you back and forth on his length with his hands. “y’got it love, y’doing so well. riding my dick like a fucking angel,” he groans out, making loud moans and whimpers leave your mouth. despite being so worked up himself, felix catches himself grinning at the sight of you. your cheeks flushed, moans escaping you, your eyes shut tightly in bliss as your breasts bounce while you enjoy moving yourself around on his cock. his chest warms, loving your newfound confidence and seeing the timidness you carry fade away as you pleasure yourself on his length. he feels his muscles tensing, watching you learn to slip yourself off and back on his cock with eager whines. felix’s sensitivity of the action peaks, his toes curling as he fights the urge to cum deep inside you. he wants you to keep chasing your high, keep feeling that bliss that makes your thighs shake a little while you ride him, though he’s already at his limit.

“so good f’me,” felix breathes out, his head rolling back against the soft pillows beneath his head, his brows pinched in concentration on not cumming yet. you whine out suddenly, rolling your hips against him as you slam your body on and off his throbbing cock. “use my dick, love. that’s it, use my cock to fuck y’self until you cum. that’s it. yes, yeah-fuck!” felix pants out, his head leaning up to look at you again, your hair wild and loud moans of his name leaving your parted lips. he can see that your close, feel it in the way you clench around him, sucking his length into your spongy walls. “cum, baby, that’s it. cum f’me!”

felix loses it then, seeing you yell out in ecstasy as you ride his cock with a vigorous need as you finally cum. he groans with you, moaning uncontrollably as you both finish in sweet unison, filling you up deep inside with his hot release. you collapse on top of him, his cock slipping out of you making him wince from the sensitivity he feels. you rest on his sweaty, bare chest, breathless as you both try to catch air.

felix wraps his arms around your back, holding you close as you keep your face into the crook of his neck. he feels your hot rapid breaths against his flesh and he can’t help but feel slightly euphoric after the whole ordeal, knowing that he helped you ride him until you finally snapped. he reach up with on of his hands to where your head was buried in his neck, his fingers gently moving your chin so that you’d look at him. tenderness is in his dilated eyes as he examines your post orgasm face, the warmth in his chest growing. he realizes then that he doesn’t want to lose you. something incredibly new and daunting to him.

he presses a soft kiss to your sweaty forehand and you try and steady your breathing as you look at his gorgeous face with wide eyes. he smirks, his brown eyes turning mischievous like always before his deep english voice speaks.

“told ya you’d like it.”

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FELIX CATTON RENTRY/CARRD PACK

funny thing.. i know nothing about this dude or the movie hes from (saltburn) so i cant rlly do a full on pack but he looks cool 🔥 sorry if these look dookie

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