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hold me & explore me

༄˖°.🍂 pairing: lee felix x fem!reader

⊹ ⁺ ˳ ❀ SUMMARY: Something inexplicable has happened to you since you met that cute guy that your mind can’t stop idealizing him and imagining the craziest things, which started as a fling, in your mind is turning into something sweet

𝜗୧ ♡ genre — warnings: MDNI 18+, smut, fluff, softdom!felix, strangers to lovers, breeding kink, marking, fingering, mutual masturbation, oral sex (m rec), handjob, cum eating, pet names, unprotected sex, creampie. ೀ word count: 8.4k

♡ juno by sabrina carpenter ♡

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a/n: this was a felix bday fic... - finally dusted off in june 2025, the only part missing from the fic was the smut lol

You met Lee Felix the weekend you were visiting your parents because it was your little sister’s birthday party, the same period it was his, and you both happened to met at the same place for almost the same reason.

You were relaxed, you had finished your college work so you could spend a pleasant weekend at home with your family without having to stress academically and on Monday you had to go back to reality. But at that instant you were there, in line at the supermarket waiting for your turn, with your little sister next to you, curious about her surroundings, looking around and gently holding on to your jeans, you weren’t paying that much attention, but it was inevitable to see his long blond hair, his slim build with a leather jacket and the slight surprise you got from hearing such a manly voice coming from such a slim build.

It was Felix, who at that precise instant you knew nothing about him and paid no attention to. It was a quiet Saturday morning and there were still some things missing for Juliet’s party so your parents asked you if you could help them with the shopping and your sister joined you, she was so excited that she even woke up early, while you were a little tired, mentally going over your list of everything you had to buy, feeling that you were missing nothing.

The boy in front of you was about to pay, to which he pulled his wallet out of the back pocket of his jeans so he had to move his jacket, at that moment, Juliet saw something that caught her attention so much and sucked in air in amazement.

“Pikachu!” Juliet exclaimed.

She had seen a medium-sized stuffed keychain of said character hanging on the blond boy’s pant belt loop. Your face burned with embarrassment, you had heard her, in fact, even the boy listened, turning to look at you both in confusion, first he saw you, with his big brown eyes and his gaze softened as he looked down and met a little girl.

You blamed your older brother for a moment, who when he visited your parents would marathon Pokemon and other anime you were sure it was about that boy with the hat, along with your little sister who absorbed absolutely everything you guys did.

The boy stole your breath, even though you experienced a slightly embarrassing moment as you were gently judged by his gaze. The boy smiled, his look seemed so tender to you, almost like he was scared and expressed ‘Pikachu, where?’. He understood immediately and shook his keychain a little, while you thought at your brother was pathetic, but from a pretty man with long dyed blond hair it was just adorable, he was ready to say something sweetly to Juliet, a girl unknown to him, but quickly turned back to the cashier who uncomfortably cleared her throat as she blushed at the simple act of seeing him again, the boy smiled broadly at her, being polite, but you could see how a big welded almost fell on her knees in her own shift at about 10: 30 a. m., by a nice man.

“Oh yeah” he spoke, embarrassed and turning to pay, handing her his card.

Felix loved children. He was a faithful believer that they were holy creatures always seeking good because they didn’t even know what evil was.

The actions seemed more tender to you, he had such a unique appearance, his features were also thin and fine, he had round but sharp eyes, freckles accompanying his face and big lips. You had seen him just that moment ago when he turned around and made eye contact with you for two seconds, you could quickly deduce then that he was shopping with his sister or some relative because she was identical to him, she had almost the same face, only with straight and neat brown hair.

You were about to think more about the boy in front of you, since there was something about him… so inexplicable and unique, but a call from your older brother interrupted you and you had to answer. And, unnoticed, Juliet slipped away, pulling off the perfect robbery of stealthily taking Felix’s keychain, he thanked the cashier and walked with his sister out of the place. You were still on the call while your eyes followed the blond boy, who only turned around, giving a warm smile to Juliet, who in turn was hiding the little Pikachu. You hadn’t turned to look at Juliet, you lost yourself for a second in the boy’s pretty look while you kept your cell phone to your ear and at the same time discharged the things from the shopping cart, thinking before losing sight of him that it was nice to see pretty people and to think for a second that attractive people just exist and walk around, living a normal life, if that’s the case, just hanging around.

The young cashier did her job quickly and you carried the purchases to your parents’ car, making sure your well-behaved little sister held on to your clothes and walked along with you, but in the middle of the parking lot, approaching the cars she again exclaimed cheerfully:

“Pikachu!”

You turned to see her as something so normal and noticed her raising her little arm while happily shaking the exact same keychain you saw the boy with a few minutes ago. You opened your eyes in fright.

“Juliet! Where did you get that? Don’t tell me you took it from that guy.”

“Duh! It was so cute, sissy, I wanted it.”

She replied tenderly with her bright eyes, calling you sissy for sister.

“Juliet!” you were about to complain to her, slightly upset for some reason, but you saw her huge eyes in her so innocent little face and softened your tone since talking angry to her wouldn’t fix anything and would make her feel bad, “You can’t do that, take things that aren’t yours no matter how much you want it, okay? It’s wrong.”

“Why? Suzy Choi does it all the time, she says you should take whatever you want” she looked at you genuinely confused.

You sighed, thinking of a little five year old girl stealing, finding it mildly funny.

“Well, it’s wrong. Tell Suzy when you see her doing it.”

She pouted, “Then what should I do to Pikachu if he’s not mine?”

You noticed her tender tone of regret and her face no longer reflected the same happiness, she was worried, “I’m sorry, Y/n” she mumbled.

“It’s okay… you should tell that to the boy” you quickly raised your eyes, in search of the blond male.

You were a bit panicked for some reason, no one wants their little sister to be a thief and you hoped she truly understood. You figured it hadn’t been long since the boy had been out and there was a small chance he was still there… plus the parking lot wasn’t that big after all and… spinning around and searching by look you saw him, his shiny hair standing out anywhere, he was somewhat withdrawn from you and was just closing the trunk of a black car, ready to get in. You picked up the key ring.

“Look, there he is!” you said to her.

You hesitated for a moment whether to give it back to him… but if you didn’t you’d keep it, or have Juliet keep it or else she wouldn’t learn a lesson, so you grabbed her arm and took the cart too. You walked quickly and embarrassedly managed to shout, “Heeyy, hey!”. The boy was already about to get into his car, you kept shouting losing hope, but suddenly, he stopped from getting into his car and turned his eyes out of curiosity hearing screams, finding you both going towards his direction and seeing him.

He saw you with confusion, not sure if it was him you were talking to, so he looked to his sides in confusion, but there was no one but more cars with no people in them. So he slowly walked to you with unsteady steps. You slowed your pace as you saw him approaching you.

“Something wrong?” he said in his thick voice, raising an eyebrow.

You were catching your breath as you were a bit shaken, plus the guy looked so good up close, sounded good and smelled good, he was just unreal up close.

“I’m sorry… it’s just… my little sister, she has something to tell you.”

To him you looked tender, trying to catch your breath, but at the same time he was puzzled, he felt a great relief to hear you say that it was your sister and not your daughter, he had nothing against that… but it was something that would be a little hard for him to assimilate, since you had caught his attention from the first instant.

He lowered his gaze, placing his hands on his knees to be almost at her height, remembering the little girl with joy and his gaze lit up instantly, you knew from the start that he was one of those sweet boys who liked and got along well with children… something extremely rare to see.

“Pikachu… I took your Pikachu without permission, I’m sorry sir, it was just that it was really cute and I really liked it” your sister stammered once she felt the older boy’s light and warm gaze on her.

He found it amusing the way she was called him sir… he was almost 24, but the innocence of children though; then he suddenly frowned, thinking internally, ‘my keychain…’ as he patted his pants in search of his object to no avail. But he didn’t see his keychain in Juliet’s hands as they were empty, because you had it, so he slowly looked up as he straightened back up, finding the stuffed animal in your hands, you blushed for some reason and just abruptly extended your arm to give it to him, while inaudibly telling him so he could read your lips a, “Take it.”

You hoped he wouldn’t soften his heart and end up giving it to the little girl, leaving her without a lesson. But, as much as he wanted to do that, the keychain was important as it had been gifted to him by his best friend Seungmin on his trip to Japan. He took it.

“Isn’t it wrong to take things that aren’t yours without the other person knowing…?” you spoke, looking at your sister and he caught on instantly.

“Ahh yes, very wrong. But I’m glad you recognized it, thank you” he commented sweetly with a smile.

“Sorry” pleaded the girl looking into his eyes.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, this Pikachu already has a home… but maybe I’ll give you one so you can give him a home too.”

Juliet’s eyes lit up, he didn’t know why he was promising things to strangers… or he did. Children were his sensitive spot, he adored them. His dream was to have a family, to take care of them, to give them love and a home, to have children raised close to the same age range, and to be bonded like he was with his sisters. In addition to his usual job and already-graduated career, he was part of a donation and volunteer organization exclusively for infants.

“Really?” Juliet was already excited.

“What’s your name?” he leaned over to her again.

“Juliet!”

You almost rolled your eyes, because she said her name to a stranger and because she would get what she wanted anyway, as if with your parents wasn’t enough, now she would be capricious with the cute guy you liked. You wanted Juliet’s luck for a second because the guy had his attention on her and saw her so purely, making him look even cuter. But he didn’t dare to look in your direction, as you were making him nervous and shy, despite being so sociable, when he sees someone he likes… he turns into a different person.

“Wait here a second, Juliet. I’m Felix, by the way.”

You thought that, of course, the only way you knew his name was from your little sister… And Felix quickly made his way to his car, opening the back and pulling out of it a stuffed animal of the much-acclaimed character of about 30 centimeters. Juliet sighed again in surprise with her happy face and sparkling eyes. You have to be kidding, you thought, how many plushies can a man in his twenties have with him, taking them everywhere he goes. You were about to refuse the gift, but modesty did not yet exist in your little sister’s excited body.

“For me? Thank you, Felix! It’s the best birthday present!”

She took the stuffed animal as he smiled at him.

“Oh, wow, happy birthday, Juliet!” he smiled, showing his teeth and narrowing his eyes.

After that, it was just nervous giggles and your disbelief that Juliet’s cuteness has its advantages and has taken the attention of the boy you liked for a moment.

However, your second encounter was hours later, in a famous bakery. You were about to pick up Juliet’s cake since you returned to run a few errands. When you entered, there he was again, waiting behind the counter, to what he told you, he was also there for his cake because his birthday was the next day, but he was celebrating with his family that very Saturday. This time, you were alone, and somehow… you felt a spark, your first butterflies, so genuine for a boy you barely knew. It was so cute the way you both talked so little, but said so many things to each other with your eyes, and you liked him even more after the sweet way he treated your sister and how he talked sweetly about his family, you asked him how old he was, a 24-year-old man, sweet, choosing to spend his birthday with his family, you didn’t believe it, you thought it was too perfect to be true. Then he blurted out a comment that made you shudder.

“We keep running into each other, at this point, we have to get to know each other.”

And you did. You spent his birthday with a guy you barely knew, he picked you up in the afternoon and you talked for hours in a park and he took you out to lunch, which you insisted you pay for since it was his birthday, but he declined. You asked him about his plans for his birthday, to which he said that he had already celebrated with his friends on Friday and that the rest of the days he wanted to stay with his family, since he rarely saw them because of his demanding job as a systems engineer in an important company, plus he was planning to go away as a volunteer for Christmas, which hurt his mother a little, but made her happy for the big heart he had. You swore that every word that came out of Felix’s mouth made your heart pound, you didn’t know how such a good man could have been there, living his life, you wanted him for yourself, the best part was that he was one hundred percent available. The reason you bumped into each other too much was that you lived in the same area, he always lived there, or at least now his mother with his younger sister does, but your parents had just moved a couple of years ago while you were still busy with college, your stuff was the lightest to carry, your whole life now belonged to school, which you expressed to Felix and he understood perfectly the highs and lows of a college life and a college student.

You were mesmerized by him, he was so nice and cute that the first thing you did when you were at college on Monday was the tiny mistake of excitedly telling your best friends that you had met a cute guy, who was so fucking family oriented and seemed like a dream for you. And like a modern romance, you exchanged numbers and kept texting, you’d tell him you were headed to a certain class and he’d randomly send you a picture of his keyboard at work, sweetly killing you with love, you were lost, slowly not knowing how out of nowhere someone was turning your world upside down when you had no dating plans at all, but Felix…

Your best friends approved completely, they thought it was unreal the way his face was, so perfect and cute. They spent long minutes watching every post on his Instagram in detail, having a comment for every single one of his posts.

And you proudly expressed that his personality is a thousand times better, that he was genuinely a nice person, you didn’t say it, however all the sweet and nice thoughts and words were stored in your mind. For a moment you thought what you must have done right all of a sudden to be lucky enough to meet him. And the week for you seemed so long, at least Monday through Friday since you didn’t get to see each other all the time. You recognized that something was happening to you… something you had never felt for anyone else, it seemed ridiculously silly the quick way you were taking in your feelings, but you seriously liked Felix. You wanted to meet him, you absolutely wanted him for yourself, god, you were so immersed in the issue that without thinking about it you were already idealizing a perfect life with him, you couldn’t help it, he was so cute, he made you want to fall in love.

It was Thursday and he had given you little hints to know if you spent every day at the university, what times you had available and he tenderly gave you his schedule, he worked from 9 to 5 like any normal person, on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays he attended the organization he was part of from 6 to 10 p.m. and usually always came to his apartment after work, on Sundays he went to church and sometimes he sees his best friends on the weekends. You almost bit your pillow when he told you all that… plus he never officially asked you out, so you couldn’t hold back any longer and told him that Saturday you would be free and could get out of the college town area and could you see each other, to which he quickly said yes.

And the day came. For you, it was one of those days that happened once a month, no, it wasn’t your period, it was your ovulation days and suddenly you found Felix 100 times more handsome than usual. You already liked him, now you were suddenly crazy about him and the silly sensations of the typical butterflies in your stomach didn’t help you much.

He invited you to a fancy Italian restaurant for dinner, you were as nervous as Felix was, who didn’t exactly know what would be the best first date so he desperately asked one of his friends and suggested a good dinner, the poor guy was looking for hours for the best restaurants and services there could be because he really liked you and wanted the best of you… as well as a good impression of him. So he picked you up outside a small coffee shop that was a few blocks from your campus. Felix was dressed in blue jeans, white shirt and a black varsity jacket accompanying his outfit with necklaces, chains and bracelets and you didn’t know how to react to it… or you did know only that your thoughts were silent.

When you arrived… he was so cute and gentlemanly but suddenly you started chatting and you had forgotten how excellently delicious his voice was, you saw his face in detail, the way he moved his lips and suddenly your senses cancelled the noise around and there was only his thick voice reaching your ears.

It didn’t feel real, it was like a dream, a perfect date with the perfect guy, like a movie. You were so used to a quiet life.

You were so focused on him, listening to what he had done in his office today, when a high-pitched noise of a boy screaming while running startled you a little and distracted you both. Felix watched him run around your table and then his mother coming after him with a chagrined face as Felix laughed softly with tenderness and his marked Adam’s apple bobbing noticeably. The young and dolled up woman carried the shaken child, then handed him over to a man who you both assumed was the father. You and Felix watched the three of them slowly leave. A nice family of three. You felt something strange, almost as if you could see your future being exactly like that, a very pretty mother. You thought about it for a short second but you thought you were thinking nonsense, then you looked at Felix, who still had his eyes averted to the direction they were going. He had a very cute smile on his face.

“They’re just kids…” he commented softly. “Only they can scream as much as they want because they don’t control their emotions yet, they don’t even know what an emotion is…” he spoke, almost in a whisper.

You smiled tenderly. “You should’ve been a preschool teacher” you added amused.

Felix was still staring blankly, until you caught his attention, turning to stare at you with his big, bright brown eyes, still wearing the smile on his face.

“Mmm, I still think my passion is technology” he answered, “But I do adore children, I want to have children, about as… as many as my future wife chooses, but I want to take care of them and raise them, that is part of my future plan” he commented, surprising you and filling you with an inexplicable tenderness and a wave of purity, if everything went well, if he could love you and continue to do it well, with some naivety you strongly desired to be that wife and mother of whom he speaks, “What about you?”

Felix looked at you gently, waiting for an answer.

“Future plans? Aham, finish college, a job, an apartment” you replied, joking with a slight tone of sarcasm, you knew exactly what he meant.

It was a very strange first date… who talks about wanting kids and marriage on their first date when you’re supposed to be so young, most your age wouldn’t even dare the thought of it as a joke. It was as if Felix had a young but pure and slightly conservative soul.

He laughed cockily for a second, making him look incredibly attractive, he was cute and sweet… but you couldn’t help but look at him with eyes of desire as well.

You wanted him now, you needed him, you wanted to kiss him and be touched by him, you hoped he wasn’t conservative at least in sex, you wondered what a night of sex with Felix would be like at the same time as a nice night spent with him, you wondered a lot about him, there were so many things you wanted to explore with him. You were horny and he made you want to fall in love, like everything had color, the flowers smelled stronger and more beautiful all around, the birds were singing and suddenly love and everything was absolutely worth it.

“I mean…” he said, but took it back in seconds, “Well, forget it” he replied apologetically.

A slight blush tinged his freckled cheeks, he got shy, because he also liked you too much and it was his first date and he didn’t want to look like a desperate nut for wanting to start a family with someone he had just met, even though he would do it with you without thinking about it, that’s how intense you made him.

“No, no, you can tell me anything” you replied softly, even though you knew exactly what he was holding back from telling you, you wanted to hear him ask you, ask you exactly what your hormonal period was preparing you for just now.

Felix pressed his lips together, licking them slightly shyly, “Do you want to have children? Sure, if it’s okay to ask” once again he blushed, nothing between the two of you was common, you wanted to have everything soon after.

You both stared at each other, hungry for each other but holding back between intense, complicit glances.

That had been a question that could define everything and something very important for Felix, if you said no, he would understand completely, he would still get to know you… but it would be a disappointment for him because he had already fantasized about the perfect image of you as a family, he liked you too much and he couldn’t help it. A wide smile formed on your face, it was adorably hot, if it’s with Felix… you could have as many children as you could raise, your parents had 3, at first it was always you and your brother… but Juliet was a miraculous oversight. Just looking at Felix and meeting him… if he is already cute, imagine having another mini version of him, to raise them and watch them grow from scratch, you would die of tenderness. You moved your face a little closer, getting completely lost in him and nodded.

“I honestly haven’t thought it through because…. I don’t think I’ve ever met a guy who would ask me such a thing” you joked, to which Felix embarrassedly grimaced, being so transparent and expressive. “But yes, I’d like to” you replied shyly.

“Good” he nodded, murmuring shyly.

You looked at him, mesmerized by every aspect of his face and said:

“You must have been a good kid. A cute one.”

He blushed again.

“What. No… not at all, I was just a normal kid.”

After a couple more conversations, Felix had a hard time talking bout love and you understood it, it was only your first date but he confessed that his parents were divorced. He said little things like he had his father’s voice, and that he and his younger sister looked like him, you walked around a bit, watching the stars between nervous giggles, and then, eight words that shook your body:

“Do you want to go to my apartment?”

After the cutest night, your mind could only think of one thing when alone. You adored that he was tender and sweet, yet mature enough to have a job and his own place to live alone.

The closer you got to the parking lot of his building, the tension between you grew more and more, it was evident that you were both thinking about something neither of you dared to say.

Felix parked his car, and as soon as he turned it off, the soft music that accompanied you both stopped. You were both slightly uncomfortable as you didn’t know what would happen next.

“You live… alone, don’t you?” you said suddenly, unable to bear the silence.

“Yes” he replied, his voice sounding slightly thicker than usual, which caught your attention, almost bristling your skin, you turned to see him. Felix continued talking, slightly nervous to have your full attention on him, “I used to live with a friend… but he moved to another apartment.”

You lost yourself in Felix again, his complexion behind the wheel, his soft licking of lips… You thought it was time to ask for something you wouldn’t regret taking a chance on, since you knew he wouldn’t say no.

“Ahh, yeah? Moved to a better apartment?” you teased him, turning your body in the seat, creating some noise in the warm, quiet interior of the car.

Felix finally saw you, your very confident posture and bright eyes asking for something… something that intrigued him, and he wanted to know what it was.

“Hey, no, the apartment is nice, do you want to go up now?”

You nodded excitedly, but sighed in disappointment as Felix quickly got out of the car. You had already visualized the steamy scene of the two of you kissing passionately and making out wildly in the car as you unbuckled your seatbelt and sat on his lap. His lap, you thought, you wanted to be there, you wanted his hands on your waist while your lips collided with his, you wanted the warmth of his body next to yours, you sighed, because you had found a gentleman who rushed to open the door for you when you were about to get out.

You smiled slightly as you entered the elevator, thinking about how someone you had just met suddenly brought all your emotions to the brink. You were excited, almost wanting to bite the tip of your finger because now you knew what was coming next.

“Felix,” you called, and he turned to look at you, his body relaxed against the elevator walls. He raised his eyebrows. “It’s a very nice date... because... it’s not over yet.” He smiled, and you slowly approached him, stopping inches away from him. Finally, you whispered close to his lips, “But you know what would make it better?”

Felix laughed, widening his arrogant smile, and looked at you intently, letting you get closer to him, leaving you just a small push away from brushing his lips.

“What?” he replied, his deep voice echoing in every part of your body, which was beginning to stir with excitement just from his presence and the nonexistent distance between your bodies.

Felix wanted to hear you say it, to sweetly ask that...

“That we kiss now.”

There were no words to describe the immense joy that took hold of his body; it had been a long time since he had met someone he liked so much. It only took a little push, a subtle movement for you to finally touch lips. The tingling in your stomach returned, and your restless, nervous hands found their way to touch his body, moving from his waist to deepen the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck and gently stroked his long hair. Felix held you tightly by the waist, pressed his body closer to yours, and sought to move in sync with your lips.

You lost track of time. Each kiss, each caress, became more desperate and restless. You were completely surprised when his mouth forced yours open to make way for his mischievous tongue. Things were escalating just the way you had dreamed. Your knees felt weak, and he was full of surprises because, in your mind, he seemed like such a sweet and tender man. You even thought he would become shy after the kissing and touching session was over. In your mind, he respected you too much to he would stop kissing and find a way to distract you so as not to move too fast on your first date because you knew he was taking you seriously and not just as a quick fuck he could take home... or at least that’s what you fantasized about. And that was fine, you loved his delicacy. You would love for him to do that, which you could almost visualize, and you were fine with it. It would be a sweet and tender date, and at least you dared to kiss and give little hints that you want something more intense the next time you see each other.

But that fantasy was too sweet to be true. Felix was a man with the same desire you had for him at that moment.

His grip on your waist and his hands exploring your body were intense. He held you tightly, running his hands down your back, and that only made you more aroused. The throbbing in your pussy increased, you could feel the delicacy of your wetness spreading in your panties; and you discovered that his intentions were more than just sweet, more than just hot kisses involving tongues and shorten breaths, when you finally felt his arousal pressing against your body. It was mutual. His erection rubbed softly against you, almost making him tremble and moan into your mouth. Felix needs you. Right now.

Without realizing it, the elevator opened, taking you to the top floor of the building where Felix’s apartment was located.

You had to separate, out of necessity. Otherwise, you could have remained lost in each other’s mouths. You looked at each other, somewhat embarrassed at first, your cheeks turning pink, and a slight warmth spreading through your bodies. The attraction and need you felt for each other was so obvious.

“Let’s go,” Felix said, taking your hand.

You let him do it and looked at him... his hand holding yours and him quickening his pace to guide you a short distance to his door. Your heart raced even faster at that moment, not because you were going to enter his apartment and surely fuck him—although that was a big part of it—but because of the soft sensation of his hand with yours. It was so nice and sweet that you never wanted to let go. You watched him closely as he entered the code to his apartment with his other hand without letting go of you. Felix was so attractive and attentive that maybe you were falling in love.

The little magic didn’t last long, as he let go of you as soon as you entered his apartment.

“This is it,” he said, immediately turning on the lights in his home.

You stood shyly behind him and took in the place. You could see the details of a well-decorated space, decorated by his mother, who is an interior designer, and Felix mentioned that, had let her do it.

He turned and looked at you. His face reflected sweetness, his thick lips still swollen and bright pink... but his gaze was certainly dark.

Felix had a purpose as soon as he knew what you both wanted that night. His erection was bothering him and making him more and more impatient, especially when it came to you. So you saw him approach you dangerously, his thin frame breathing heavily, and witnessing him like that sent a strong tingle to your lower body. He was as turned on as you were at that very moment.

You didn’t back away, you stood still and let him grab your waist somewhat roughly. His face came close to yours, and you reveled in the sweet sight of every detail of his face just inches away from you. His freckles, his cute lips, his big dark eyes... and he said, slowly and slightly dominantly, almost making you tremble:

“Do you kiss on the first date?”

You couldn’t help yourself. His heavy breathing hit your face, and you smiled broadly in response.

“Oh, I can fuck on the first date as long as it’s with you.”

He chuckled, amused, a kind of beautiful smile, and kissed you again. This time it was more provocative at first, slow, seductive. His soft lips played with yours, but the hauntingly pleasurable sound of your mouths colliding only made you more aroused.

The kiss became desperate and dirty, and the real action began as soon as he decided to escalate things, caressing your ass and thighs under your dress. And that’s where it all started.

Felix touched you exactly how you wanted him to. His soft lips moved down your chin, your neck, your collarbones. He breathed deeply against your skin, holding back the occasional soft gasp, and inhaled the scent of your perfume, while his mouth played with you, licking and biting your skin, just as intense as you had dreamed any experience with him would be. His teeth clamped down on your neck, sucking gently but intensely enough to make you sigh and leave a red, violent mark on you.

You were his now, and that drove you both crazy.

At the same time, his hands held your ass and thighs tightly, he caressed your skin as if he didn’t want to let go, and it was just when he reached your sensitive spot that you moaned his name, capturing his attention, and he responded with intense eye contact and a mischievous, naughty smile while his mouth continued to abuse your skin. That was just an incentive for him.

So he continued, his cock throbbing in his pants, knowing that you were enjoying his caresses and his lips exploring your skin. Felix rubbed your clit over your panties, making you moan in response. He was so impatient; it had been a long time since he had touched someone like that and felt such magnetism and sexual desire, that it all built up inside him. He liked you too much, his desire for you and his high sex drive led him to abruptly pull down your panties, exposing your pussy.

Felix felt you. He pulled away from you to appreciate you, to appreciate the little mess you were, with a few hickeys on your neck and collarbones and your face, your lips about to babble his name, you biting them trying to hold back moans, your body tense, letting yourself be carried away by him, by the sensation of his warm hand, lost lustfully under your dress.

He pinched your clit, pressed it and caressed it in circles, playing with it and stimulating it as much as he wanted. Until he remembered the sensation of it on his fingerprints, until he had you completely needy in front of him. Felix kept a half-smile, enjoying watching you try to hold on to him because your legs were betraying you.

He was surprising you quite a bit. Yes, he was older than you and probably had more experience... but you never saw it coming with that sweet, handsome face, that tender appearance he always kept.

Felix could feel how wet you were, cursing and stammering under his breath. You were paradise. His fingers slid between your folds, the wet, slippery feel of your pussy between his fingers almost making him want to cum in his pants right there. He tentatively teased your entrance and spread all your wetness across your vulva, reveling in the feel of your labia and the smooth skin of your pussy. He couldn’t take it anymore, he closed his eyes deeply, clearly enjoying you, so wet, excited, and needy for him that he licked his lips and slipped two fingers inside you without warning.

“Mmm, Felix.”

A soft moan, followed by more groans, was all you could express. Your body was trembling, asking for more and more of him. His fingers thrust into you with precision, the sounds filling his apartment with vulgarity that night.

You stared at him intensely, your chest rising and falling as you took each thrust of his fingers that left you weak. Felix was enjoying the inside of your pussy receiving his fingers, which he knew would soon be replaced by his cock. He couldn’t wait, but he found it so difficult to stop touching you. Every part of him wanted to remember every sensation of you. However, in a quick and desperate move, as you mischievously and shamelessly lowered your gaze, your hands went to his pants. His erection showing through the denim made your mouth water, so you started to unbuckle his belt, unbutton his pants, pull down his zipper, and finally pull his pants down a little.

You looked at him and then stared at his boxers. First, you caressed him through the fabric, and then you shyly but boldly slipped your hand into his underwear. You bit your lip as your hand found the rigid shape of his cock, your arm brushing delicately against the skin of his pubis, and your hand lost itself in the sensation of his throbbing, sensitive, hard penis.

Felix let you do it and looked at your tender face, excited to be touching him.

You fondled him like that at first, because you were a little shy about taking out his cock so unexpectedly, but the movements of his fingers increased in you, he was fucking you with a certain brutality in contrast to your soft caresses, and in a desperate act, you thought fuck it, and pulled down his boxers, exposing his aroused cock.

It was perfect. Better than you could have imagined, you wanted it inside your pussy right now, fucking you until you got dizzy cock-drunk.

You took his length and stroked it, not missing a single damn detail of his manhood—the length, thickness, and texture of his cock, his testicles, his perfect pink tip covered in a few shy drops of precum.

Felix threw his head back, enjoying every stroke. He didn’t lose the rhythm of his fingers working on your pussy, so there you were, both completely surrendered to pleasure, masturbating each other at the entrance to his apartment.

You looked at his attractive face, moaning and enjoying the pleasure you were giving him, but sometimes you looked down at his cock with vulgarity. You couldn’t help it, it looked so dirty, and he looked so needy, your hand moving up and down his genitals was simply such an addictive visual stimulation, just what you needed at that moment when you were so horny. Felix caught you watching him—you salivating, licking your lips, almost drooling, which made Felix smile arrogantly.

“You want to taste it, don’t you? Go on, sweetheart, do it. Get on your knees and do it right for me.”

His voice made you tremble, but it was true. You wanted to taste it, you wanted to use his cock in so many ways, sexually. You looked him in the eyes one last time before obeying him. He took his hands off you, and you felt empty. You knelt down, without letting go of his member, and with your heart beating fast, almost up to your throat, you gathered your courage, stuck out your tongue, and began to taste his cock, to delight in it, licking and sucking it at your own pace, bringing Felix to ecstasy. You felt his body tremble, and his whimpers made him vibrate with every fiber of his manly being.

He took your hair and let your mouth guide itself. Your pussy couldn’t take it anymore, you wanted to touch yourself but at the same time you didn’t want to stop pleasing Felix. He looked at you, with desire and affection, your sweet lips taking his cock, choking and drooling on it.

“You take it, soo, soo well, love.”

Felix couldn’t hold back any longer. The idea of filling you with his semen was so cruel, dirty, and so real, a fantasy so close to becoming reality if you continued in the exquisite way you were doing right now. He was going to cum. You felt him so close that you deliberately sucked with more consistency and intensity; you could already feel him, so surrendered and devoted to you, his warm cock filling your mouth and trembling for you. You were sucking him so heavenly that with a loud, trembling whimper, he came inside your mouth, leaving you with the satisfying sensation of his semen hitting the inside of your mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Felix gasped and babbled.

You took as much as you could and pulled out his cock, still trembling in orgasm, causing a few drops to fall to the floor and a little on your dress. And your face was a bit of a mess, makeup smeared, his fluids and your saliva dripping from the corners of your mouth, yet you swallowed his cum with satisfaction, that’s how crazy Felix had made you. You needed and wanted everything from him.

You looked back at the dirty scene of his used cock, glistening, stimulated, its tip covered in white in front of you.

“Let’s go to my room. Now.” he ordered, more seriously.

You were catching your breath, but you stood up anyway, wiped your mouth, and Felix led you to his room, once again taking your hand. He turned on the light, but at that point you were so horny, so overwhelmed, that you couldn’t admire the place. Your eyes and every fiber of your being were focused on him. Only him and an immense desire to be his again and again, to be adored, held, and explored by him.

He was so damn sensitive, but his stigma didn’t fade, not for you, not until he made you his.

Felix quickly took off his jacket, and you understood his desperation as he began to undress. You swallowed nervously, watching him lasciviously as he took off his shirt to reveal his slim build, his abdomen with defined abs, completely removing his shoes, his jeans, and every garment. You noticed that he was still erect, and that made you happily eager. Everything about him impressed you and made you so hot, like you had never been before, like you had never needed someone before. You could even feel the heat of your body, almost burning, your temperature genuinely rising because of him and the imminent connection you were both about to have.

You snapped out of your trance once you saw him completely naked, and he was already approaching you. You understood that you had to take off your dress quickly, but he stopped you, whispering in a rough but tender voice:

“Let me do it, honey.”

Felix put his hands back on your body, but this time they somehow burned more intensely on you. You let him undress you completely while he caressed you, your back, tits, thighs, and when both your bodies were finally vulnerable, ready to surrender, he stood in front of you again, appreciating you and your nude body, joining bodies and foreheads, kissing you slowly and delicately, his hands caressing and gently cupping your breasts.

When you separated, he whispered softly to you again: “Lie down on the bed, please, sweetheart.”

With your body still trembling in the same state of exquisite desire and sexual pleasure, you lay down on his bed and shyly opened your legs for him. Felix admired your naked, lying body, your vulnerable femininity exposed and glistening, ready for him, and he positioned his body on top of yours, so close and intimate.

You saw him take a condom from his nightstand, and looking so tender with his big, bright eyes, he was about to put it on.

You looked at him lovingly. He was so cute and naive, wanting to use protection when all you wanted was all his cum around you if possible, you were so feral. You were still so turned on, your chest still rising and falling intensely. You wanted everything from him, that your old thought was no joke. You wanted to use his cock in so many ways, and him cumming in your mouth was just a small fantasy fulfilled, but cumming inside you and penetrating you like that without protection was an even better fantasy.

You chuckled softly, getting his attention.

“Fuck the condom. Just fuck me, Felix. Do it now, please. Don’t you want to have kids?”

He looked at you in surprise, his heart pounding, having barely opened the condom wrapper.

“You’ll let me get you pregnant?” His voice rough, tick, he chuckled.

Fuck, creaming and filling you up would be a dream to him. To knock you off and make you his woman forever.

You nodded with a big smile and watched him throw away the condom. You knew that Felix’s children would be beautiful with his DNA. You could almost fantasize about him filling you completely, marking his territory by making you his property.

Finally, he slid his cock into your pussy. He slid into you so deeply that you both let out a sigh. His rhythm was gut-wrenching, slow and intense, sharing such an intimate moment as you looked into each other’s eyes. He kissed you and went down as far as he could, to your sensitive neck and the curve of your breasts, exploring you, tickling you with his long blond hair. Your legs and arms wrapped around him.

Everything with Felix was sweet at first, his cock and cum were sweet, his movements and thrusts were sweet, but he always increased his pace, his patience ran out and desire took hold of him, leading him to fuck you hard, mercilessly, holding you under his body while yours moved abruptly with each intense thrust and you dug your nails into his back. His grunts grew rougher, the sweet sight of his angelic face became blurred... you could reach orgasm like this, but you were eager.

“Let me be on top. I wanna ride you,” you begged breathlessly.

You wanted to try so many things with him, different positions, new dialogue, you were crazy about him. You hoped you could continue seeing him, get to know him better... or at least tonight, have more than just one round. You were so fucking horny.

“Anything you ask, beautiful.”

Felix quickly pulled out of you and in one swift movement, he lay back and you moved nimbly to get on top of him.

“Make yourself comfortable, sweetheart.”

You took his cock and let yourself fall gently, being slightly sensitive from Felix’s previous violent and pleasurable thrusts.

And he let you ride him, let you sit on him so deeply that you both whimpered and crushed his testicles, sliding your tight pussy up and down his length, swinging and jumping on it.

Felix held your waist while helping you guide yourself, setting the delicious rhythm. He caressed your abdomen, played with your breasts, caressing and squeezing them, took your neck and face, delighting in you while both of you made a perfectly executed mess—the sounds of your wetness, of both sexes colliding, and the gasps of both of you clouding the atmosphere.

When you felt that you were both so close, when your eyes almost rolled back, you moved closer to him, increasing your movements on him, desperate, messy. Felix encouraged you to orgasm with soft whimpers, holding you tightly by your hips and stimulating you by taking your breasts, licking and biting them as you had to rubbed them against his face.

“There you go, cum for me princess. Oh, fuck, make me cum and take every fucking drop. Oh, please, please, be a good girl.”

Finally, you reached climax, trembling and breathless, whimpering his name. He came, whimpering, just after feeling your walls squeeze his cock when you came. You reveled once more, this time in the sensation of his cock trembling inside you and his semen filling your pussy and running down the length of Felix still buried inside you.

You let yourself fall gently onto his chest, close to his neck, with his cock inside you and the aftermath of both sexes throbbing. He stroked your hair, letting you rest on him, sharing agitated heartbeats. There was so much connection between you.

“That was great,” he whispered. “Don’t you want to stay the night? We can watch a movie.”

That caught your attention. You were barely recovering, feeling every inch of you throbbing. Felix gently took your face in his hands and looked at you tenderly, with something else you weren’t sure you could express yet.

“Or we could have even more fun,” you joked with a smile.

Your gesture was contagious, and he leaned in to give you a light, tender kiss on the top of your head.

Both of you knew that night had been just the beginning.

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