IVE ONLY READ A COUPLE OF UR FICS AND IM ALREADY INLOVE WITH UUUU
I was wondering if you do any x plus size reader, if not ignore this but if u do..
I was wondering if you could do a Felix Catton x plus size reader smut where she's not necessarily insecure but still doubts herself when Felix tells her she looks good in things that show off her body a bit more and then maybe some not necessarily rough (but a bit rough) but sensual smut where he like kisses her body without saying anything and like gets on his knees to like ig 'worship' the reader
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yes! I would LOVE to do felix x plus size!reader, as I myself am a plus size girly.
thank you so much for this request. I will do more fics with plus size!reader
I hope you enjoy xx
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pairing: felix catton x plus size! reader
warnings: smut! minors dni 💋, body insecurity, tooth rotting fluff, felix being a lover boi, angst to fluff if you squint, oral fem! receiving.
“Felix,” you giggled, pulling away from his grasp. His hands were on your thighs, the plush skin comforting Felix.
He pouted in response, reaching out for you. “No, I want to hold you,” Felix said, giving you his iconic puppy dog look.
You couldn’t say no that face, so you let him wrap his body around you. Your head tucked into his chest, as his arms wrapped around your waist.
“I do have to go soon. I need to change my clothes for dinner,” you said, after a few moments.
Felix knew dinner was soon and his mother had ridiculous standards of dressing up for the last meal of the day. “I don’t want to let you go,” Felix said softly.
“Well you might have to. My dress will take forever to get into,” you rolled you eyes playfully.
“Will it be easy to take off?” Felix smirked, looking down at you as you pulled away from his warm and comfortable embrace.
“Felix,” you blushed a bright shade of pink. You stood up and wrapped your arms around your waist. Felix smiled up at you with a look of praise.
The last rays of sunshine hit your face and to Felix you looked like an angel. “You’re beautiful, you know that right?” He said, reaching out for your hands and moving them to your side.
You only nodded slightly. Sometimes you didn’t feel beautiful. And you didn’t fully understand what Felix saw in you. Every girl at Oxford and he chose you…it didn’t make any sense in your brain.
But Felix only wanted you. He loved you and the way your school clothes fit around your body. Felix loved your thighs and how they fit around his large hands. At night, you were warm against his chest, while he held you close to him.
“I have to go change, Felix,” you said, walking out of this room and down the hallway to yours.
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After changing into your dress, you walked down the stairs to the dinner table. Felix was already at the dinner table, talking with Venetia.
When you stepped into the room all eyes turned to you. Felix’s heart stopped, you were breathtakingly beautiful. Your sapphire dress hugged your curves in all the right places. Your hair was shiny and out of your face. Felix noted that your eyes looked like a doe’s. Innocent and beautiful, full of hope and life.
You took your seat across the table from Felix and the dinner commenced.
Dinner was pretty normal, there was gossip from poor dear Pamela and Elsbeth. Farleigh and Oliver bickered like an old married couple, Venetia drank a bottle of wine, and you and Felix couldn’t keep your eyes off one another.
After dinner you slipped into your room. Infront of your mirror you began to take off the dress from dinner, pawing at the zipper in the back.
You couldn’t quite reach it and you groaned in frustration. You’d left the bathroom door slightly open and Felix, hearing your groan and was curious, knocked on the door.
“Everything alight, love,” Felix asked, walking up behind you.
“I can’t get the zipper,” you blushed.
“May I?” He asked, reaching for your back.
You nodded, “please,” you smiled softly.
Felix moved a hand to the zipper and unzipped your gown. The zipper went along your curves and Felix’s breath caught in his throat.
With the zipper undone, you shrugged off the dress. Felix was still behind you, both of you looking at your form in the mirror. “Y/n, you’re gorgeous,” Felix said softly.
You looked at him through the reflection in the glass. “Why me Felix?” You asked. Felix’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“Why you, what?” He asked.
“Out of all the beautiful — skinny — girls you could have chosen. Why did you chose me?” You asked.
Felix’s arms wrapped protectively around your waist. His head went to the crook of your neck and you made eye contact in the mirror.
“I love your body. I love how you show it off for me. You fit so perfectly against me, within me,” he whispered in your ear.
You leaned into him and Felix kissed your neck. “I chose you because I want you,” he said simply.
He turned you around to face him, hands still on your waist. You looked up at him softly. “Thank you Felix, you have no idea what your reassurance means,” you said.
Felix nodded and leaned into kiss you softly. Then when he pulled say he said, “Let me worship you.”
You nodded and Felix trailed a hand down your waist and to your panty line. He hooked a finger into the fabric and pulled your panties down to the floor.
Felix trailed kisses from your neck, down to your stomach and then to you hip. He then got on down on his knees, reaching your center.
His hands went up your thighs, one hand moving in between your folds. “So wet for me already,” Felix praised.
You stifled a moan and looked down at Felix on his knees for you. It was a lovely sight. He moved a finger to your clit, rubbing tiny circles. He looked up at your face, it was full of pleasure. Felix felt himself harden.
Removing his finger, he replaced it with his lips. His lips connected with your clit and you let out a moan. Felix sucked and kissed at your bud, worshiping you and the ground you walked on.
As he continued to eat you out, a knot in your stomach formed. Felix licked and sucked like a mad man, starving. Your moans and whimpers only spurring him on. Your legs grew weak, even in Felix’s hold.
His hands were wrapped around your thighs tightly.
“That’s my good girl,” Felix moaned in between kisses, the vibrations hitting your pussy. You shuddered and knew you were close to your release.
“Felix, I’m close,” you moaned. Felix continued his motions. “Cum for me darling, be my good girl,” he said.
You came into his mouth, riding his face as your rode out your high. “Felix,” you moaned, your hand moving to his head. Your ran your fingers through his hair.
Felix licked up the mess and got up from his spot on the floor. He smiled at you, proud of himself for making you feel so good.
“There’s more where that came from I promise,” Felix said. You blushed in return. “You’re perfect for me dove. If you ever need reminding, just tell me. I’m yours,” Felix said softly, cupping your chin and leaning down to kiss you.
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