[10:17 pm] - lee felix
your back slams against the bedroom door as your tongue dances with the tongue of the freckled boy in front of you. your hands cup his face as his hands find a comfortable spot on your hips. you want to turn up the heat a little, so you begin to grind your hips into felix’s only for him to gasp into the kiss and look down shyly. you tilt your head in confusion before asking him what was wrong. after all, he was one of your best friends and you wanted to make sure he was okay. it’s not like he was a virgin or anything.
right?
“it’s nothing,” he mumbled, twiddling with his thumbs while still avoiding eye contact. you knew it wasn’t “nothing.” felix was hiding something and you were bound to figure out what it was. you placed two fingers under his chin and brought his head up so that he had no choice but to maintain eye contact with you. his face turned a dusty pink and heated up for he was surprised at your sudden dominance.
“are you a virgin, felix?” you asked, tone falling right between harsh and sympathetic. you could see his eyes widen as he gulped. you were nothing but surprised at his shyness. come on, it’s felix. he’s always talking to people and making jokes and screaming at the television while playing video games, so why is he so quiet now? you cupped his face again but this time, you added more force as you brought his lips closer until they were mere inches from yours. “answer me.”
he nodded and ever so slightly whispered a quiet “yeah,” before connecting his lips with yours softly. you on the other hand were rough, so you stuck your tongue back into his mouth causing him to yelp. you slowly started walking back while still kissing until you pushed him onto the bed and climbed over him. his head was peaking up as you took your shirt off to reveal a lacy red bra, the one you wore to parties in case something like this were to ever happen. you could see felix bite his lip in anticipation before you brought a finger to his lips and ordered him to “suck. now.” he wasted zero time before his tongue was swirling around your fingers and you straddled him while sucking dark marks into his honey-like skin.
you hadn’t even realized he was already hard until you “accidentally” brushed your hand over his crotch. a deep groan escaped his lips as you looked down and saw a bulge in his jeans that was practically begging to be let free. you batted your eyelashes at him, silently asking if he was truly okay with this. he nodded quickly and mumbled a “please”, allowing you to continue because man his dick was starting to hurt.
seven minutes in heaven? you both knew you were gonna need a lot more than that.











