pairing: idol!felix x backupdancer!reader
CW: porn with little plot, softdom!felix, sexual tension, quick and rough, in public/voyeurism, pet names (jagi, baby, princess), teasing, foreplay, oral (m & f receiving), foreplay, unprotected pinv (don’t)
synopsis: after weeks of practicing and tension between you and felix, the music bank performance is here. after the thrill of performing, alongside of you, he can’t control his need any longer.
note: i had to pause my other 2 fics because i needed to write this IMMEDIATELY. 🫶🏼🤭
After weeks of dance practices, it’s finally here. The Stray Kids “Do It” comeback was officially tomorrow, along with the music bank performances in which you got to dance alongside of them. This was the highlight of your career and you could hardly contain your excitement, and nerves. As terrifying as it is, you are so ready. You have spent hours in the practice room, with the other backup dancers, with the group itself, and a few practices with Felix, who had graciously offered his support. You’ve been a fan of Stray Kids ever since their God’s Menu era, and you never dreamed you’d get to share a stage with them, even if in the background. All of the boys were so supportive and kind to every extra crew member and backup dancer, but Felix had given extra attention to you, and you found him prying into your thoughts more often than you would like.
From all of the recent practices with the boys, you’ve spoken to Felix the most. It was like something drew you towards each other. When he offered to come in and practice with you, just the two of you, your heart practically jumped out of your chest, and you leaped at the opportunity. Although you had spoken many times, you were nervous that it would be awkward with just the two of you, but you didn’t let that stop you. You wanted to see him again. During the whole group practices, you could feel his eyes on you. It was like you were playing eye tag across the room, and it almost stopped you in your tracks every time. Then when you practiced together, just the two of you, it was more than just looks. His hands would find your waist to “guide” you. His fingers would glide across your arms in passing. The slightest of touches, that would send fireworks through your body, and heat straight to your core.
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The day was finally here. The day of the first music bank performance. When it was time, Felix gave you a last minute pep talk and words of praise that had you more confident than ever. As you stepped out on stage with the boys and the rest of the backup dancers, it was like the world stopped. The nerves disappeared the moment the music started. The performance was over quicker than you expected, it had flashed by in an instant. As the crew and members left the stage, Felix ran up from behind you and grabbed your wrist, turning you to meet his gaze. The other members fading into the background, no one noticing the closeness between you two.
“You did incredible y/n!! I could barely keep my eyes off you.” He said, pulling you even closer. The hallway was now cleared of anyone else. Everyone had gone on to their own areas, ready to pack up for the day and get going.
“Thanks, Lix. I’m sure I was just another dancer in the background, but it felt incredible.” You smile up at him, his hand still around your wrist where he had spun you towards him. Your body was close enough to his that you could feel the heat radiating off him and you could see the sweat dripping from his forehead. He looked ethereal.
“You’re not just another dancer. I-“ His voiced softened, he paused, trying to collect and control his thoughts before he said something he shouldn’t. But still, his full pink lips found themselves navigating towards yours, as if they had a mind of their own. “You’re really special, angel.” He followed, his lips close enough to yours that you could feel his breath. You felt your cheeks flush at the affectionate name and praise. The moment before your lips connected, a voice booms down the hallway, it’s Chan. Probably searching for his missing member. You stepped back immediately as he rounded the corner and came into view. Felix’s eyes looked at your longingly and your breath hitched, yearning for what almost was.
“Oi! Felix!” Chan shouted from down the long hallway, you both turned to face him. “Hey, y/n! Felix we need you for a sec!” He continued, acknowledging your presence and moving on to his mission, apprehending Felix. Felix nodded back at him and Chan disappeared back around the corner.
“I’ll talk to you later, okay?” Felix said, bringing his hand up to your chin, caressing the smooth skin with his thumb. You nod compliantly, looking up at him, hoping he understands the hold he has on you. His hand gently pulls away from yours as he smiles softly and turns down the hallway where Chan had just left.
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When you finally arrived home, all you could think about was how close you had come to something happening with Felix, and how exhausted you were. You had been anticipating this day for months, and it had finally come and gone, although the performances were far from over. As you showered, made dinner, and collapsed on your couch, your mind, body, and soul craved Felix. You were halfway-watching some kdrama as you relaxed on your couch, trying to gain control of your racing thoughts, when your phone dinged.
Still thinking about you on stage today.
Your heart leapt in your chest as you saw his name pop up. You could hardly believe he was thinking of you just as much as you were him.
Oh please, don’t fuel my ego too much.
You hit send and tighten your grip on your phone, anxiously waiting for his reply.
His response is almost immediate. Your heart feels like it could beat out of your chest. There’s another music bank performance tomorrow, and you can’t wait. Only this time, just to see Felix.
I’ll see you tomorrow silly.
You tease with your reply, as if you’re not just as desperate to see him. To feel him. To finish what may have started earlier today.
Not enough. I need to see you. Now. Come to the dance studio, I’ll bring food. Just us.
You understand why he wants to meet there. Going somewhere in public brought the risk of someone bringing attention to the fact that Felix was out with a backup dancer. It’s definitely not something either of you needed for your careers right now, so it didn’t hurt your feelings. You know he would go out in public with you if he could. Not that you eating together meant anything, but people like to jump to conclusions.
The things I do for you Lee Yongbok. I’ll be there in 10. 🫶🏼
Felix was already there when you walked in the practice room. He had a variety of food laid out for you both, and your heart fluttered at the gesture. The rest of the night was full of laughter and innocent conversation. It was exactly what you both needed, to be together, in a calming space, just the two of you. Neither of you brought up what happened earlier today. Your lips had been close enough that you still remember the feeling of them faintly touching yours. You wanted to bring it up, but you couldn’t risk an awkward conversation, or even worse, being turned down because your relationship would be way too complicated. Before you knew it, you glanced at the clock, not realizing it was reaching midnight.
“It’s late, let me walk you home y/n.” Felix offered, cleaning up the room before reaching down, extending his hand to help you up off the floor.
“Ugh what a gentleman.” You let out a chuckle, grabbing your bag, both of you walking out of the building. The cold air of the night hitting you both as you walked. The city was quiet, Felix was rambling on about how he was excited for tomorrow’s performance, and you appreciated the happiness you felt. When you reached your apartment, Felix walked you to your door, deciding it was too late to come in.
“Goodnight, jagi.” His voice was low and soft. His eyes locked onto yours, wondering if he should make a move or not.
“Goodnight, Lix. I’ll see you tomorrow.” You muttered, his hand came up to your chin, brushing it gently like he had before. He placed a tender kiss on your forehead before smiling down at you and leaving. When you closed your door behind you, you leaned against it. You couldn’t explain the way he was making you feel. Your legs felt like jello, your breath was hot, your heart was beating quickly, and you were filled with desire for him in every way.
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You were at the studio before you needed to be the next day, wondering if you’d see Felix beforehand. You felt prepared for the next music bank performance, but since you were there you practiced more with some of the other backup dancers. Before you knew it, it was time to be back on stage. You hadn’t seen Felix all morning, and although you were disappointed, you knew he was busy. The first time you see each other is moments before walking on stage. There isn’t time to talk, but the intensity of his eye contact has you reeling. On stage you recognize his gaze is different. It feels intense, his eyes finding you much more often than the day before. As the performance ends, the backup dancers leave first. You and some others stand in the hallway in the back, discussing the thrill of the stage today. You’re only half-listening, waiting anxiously for Felix to walk off stage to meet him. After a few moments the boys rush backstage as well, your eyes glancing back and forth from the conversation you’re a “part” of, and waiting to see Felix. He’s the last one off, walking through with confidence. Conversations of excitement and energy erupt around you, eye interlocking with Felix’s as he marches towards you. He seems tense and is walking like he’s a on a mission. As soon as he’s face to face with you, he grabs your wrist and continues walking.
“Lix, what’s wrong?” You let out a gasp, stumbling behind him. He doesn’t say a word, before opening a closet down the main hall, gently shoving you inside and closing the door behind him. The room is barely big enough to fit you both and is filled with equipment. “W-what’s going on?” You ask, puzzled and anxious by his behavior. He turns slightly to lock the door, and when he looks back at you his eyes are dark, filled with desire.
“I can’t take this anymore. I need you.” He says as he backs you against the only clear wall in the small closet. His body is hard against yours, his head nestles into your neck, placing soft, wet kisses against your skin.
“L-lix, we can’t do this here.” You whisper out, breath hot and heavy from the feeling of him on you.
“I don’t care where we’re at. I can’t wait any longer.” He disconnects from your neck and brings his face close to yours, noses making contact. You can feel his erection against you, and you lose all composure, as well as rational any thoughts. You lean into him and crash your lips together. Your bodies moving against each other as you deepen the kiss. His tongue licks along your bottom lip, asking for permission to enter, and you let him. Your tongues fight against one another, breathing heavily into each other’s mouths. Felix’s hands are all over you. In your hair, your back, your thighs, and back up to your face, caressing your soft skin.
“You have no idea how incredible you looked out there. Fucking mesmerizing, princess.” Your lips part long enough for his words to flow. He places kisses on your neck again, soft moans spilling from you. His left hand wraps around your back, his right trailing down your body, cupping you between your legs. You arch into him as he rubs lightly up and down your clothed cunt and you moan loudly at the contact.
“Shhh, baby. Don’t want to get caught do we?” He whispers and smirks at you, still pushing against him, begging for more. He continues rubbing against you, making your head spin.
“Lix I-I need more.” You breathed out, portraying your despair to him. Felix drops to his knees in front of you, the sight enough to fill you with desire if you weren’t already.
“Can I?” He looks up at you from he’s knees, tugging at the elastic of your waistband. You nod enthusiastically, ready for more. He hooks his fingers underneath and pull your jeans down quickly. You kick them off and pull your shirt over your head as well. Felix sits back on his heels, admiring you in front of him.
“You’re going to be the death of me.” He said quietly, caressing both thighs with his hands before placing a soft kiss directly on your covered clit. Still in your bra and panties, Felix raises back up on his knees, pulling your panties down as well. The cold air hitting your unbelievably warm skin. He positions his face directly in front of your aching pussy, putting his hands on either thigh, spreading you open.
“Lixie, please.” You beg. You’ve needed him since the day you met, and like he said, you can’t wait any longer either. He smiles up at you before licking a stripe directly up your cunt. You yelp out, immediately clamping a hand over your mouth, not wanting anyone behind the cramped space to hear you. Felix circles his tongue around your throbbing clit, causing you to buck your hips forward into his mouth further. He takes his right hand off your thigh and gathers your wetness on his fingers before brushing against your opening. You whine at his teasing before he plunges two fingers inside of you as his tongue continues working on your clit.
“F-fuck Lix I’m so c-close.” You manage to croak out, trying to stay quiet while falling apart above him. He steps up off his knees, his mouth leaving you, but his fingers continue to work quickly inside of you. He continues working you open with his skilled fingers as he moves your hand away from your mouth and replaces it with his lips. His kisses drowning your moans.
“Let go, baby. I’ve got you.” Felix says as he separates from your lips, wanting to watch you crumble for him. His words push you over the edge, orgasm washing over you. You moan and whine and he puts his hand over your mouth to cover up your sounds as you cum. His fingers continue working you through it, and as your body finally stops trembling, he removes his left hand from your mouth and kisses you again. He then took his fingers out of you, bringing them to his mouth, sucking your juices off of them. Your mouth falls open in need and the desire from his actions.
“You’re wearing far too many clothes.” You whisper with a giggle, tugging at his shirt with one hand and reaching down to palm him through his pants. His breath quickens as you continue stroking him. You lean into him and kiss down his neck, suckling at the skin directly on his adam’s apple and continuing down. He pulls away from you and slides his pants and boxers down at the same time. Your eyes can’t help but to wander to his erection, now poking against your stomach. You reach for the bottom of his shirt and pull it up over his head. You bring yourself to your knees, sliding your hands down his rough, toned abs, admiring him before you.
“Your turn.” You smirk up at him and take his cock into your hand, pumping him slowly. You gather the precum off of his top to glide easier. His body shakes because of your touch. You lean forward and place a kiss on the head of his dick before slowly circling your tongue around it.
“F-fuck, jagiya, don’t stop.” He breathes out as you continue to jerk him, taking the top half of him into your mouth. You hollow out your cheeks and suck hard. His head falls back, his pleasure becoming overwhelming. You took him as far into your mouth as you could, tears forming in the corner of your eyes from the intrusion in your throat.
“I-I’m gonna cum so fast if you keep that up, princess.” He chuckles low and deep. “I need you. Now.” He continues as he grips your arms dragging you up to him. He backs you against the wall once again, using his knee to spread your open and position himself between your legs. His hands grip under your ass and lifts you, his cock nudging against your core and you whine. He kisses you again, hungry and deeply as he guides himself into you. He groans loudly, certain if someone was right outside the door they would be able to hear. He looks into your eyes, wanting to make sure you’re okay as he sheathes himself into you fully. When he bottoms out he pauses, giving both of you time to adjust to each other.
“I’m not holding back anymore, baby. You ready?” He murmurs into your ear, making sure this is what you want as well.
“Please, fuck me Lix. Please.” You sob, needing him fully. He starts thrusting into you mercilessly, causing you to moan out, and he brings his hand back onto your mouth to keep you quiet. He fucks you fast and hard, not holding back, just as he said. Even with his hand over your mouth, you can hardly contain your moans. He’s hitting spots deep inside of you that you didn’t even know could be reached. Your body is trembling, overcome with pleasure. Felix’s head collapses into the crook of your neck. You can hear every whimper and moan escaping him and it spurs you on further. You can feel the coil in your stomach, beginning to reach your climax. He must be able to feel you clenching around him, because his thrusts become harder and faster.
“I’m gonna cum, cum with me sweetheart.” He looks back up at you, eyes locked into yours. His cock twitches inside of you and you cum, body shaking against the wall, held up by him and his cum shoots inside of your He growls as he cums, sending a spark directly through your cunt. Both of your breathing is loud and quick. He stays buried inside of you as you both come down from your highs, panting and giggling at each other.
“I can’t believe we just did that. Here.” You laughed and he chucked back at you, not believing it either.
“Sorry I couldn’t help myself. You looked too damn good out there.” He says, pulling out of you and gently sitting you back down off the wall. You both grab your clothes and quickly redress.
“Thanks Lixie.” You blush, and lean into him after you’re dressed, kissing him passionately. “Think anyone saw us go in?” You say, suddenly nervous.
“Or heard us?” He snickered, and you punch his arm lightly, teasing him. He opens the door slightly, looking back and forth to check if the coast is clear. He nods back at you and you both exit the cramped closet. Han glances down the hallway and runs towards you both.
“Where have you two been?! Party in the lounge to celebrate the performances. C’mon!” He grabs both of your arms and leads you towards the room full of everyone talking, eating, celebrating.
“Also, it’s about time. Lix has only been talking about you constantly.” Han leans in and whispers to you, giggling at you.
“What’s about time, Hannie?” You ask innocently.
“Oh please, you are both sweating, cheeks are flushed, and you came out of a storage closet. Together. How dumb do you think I am?” Han replies as you join the rest of the group.
