Understood?

genre: smut.

warnings: SMUTTTT!!!!! fingering (f!rec.), bondage, blindfolding, v*brat*r is used, unprotected shmex (PLEASE wrap b4 u tap 😭) cursing, felix teases reader

a/n: GIRLLLLL it’s has been A WHILE. i haven’t been doing good lately. got a random boost of motivation so here’s this, if anyone even reads 🤭🤭 THIS IS THE FINAL PART OF Understood? !! find the other 3 on my page 🫡

‼️this story in no way portrays any members of Stray Kids, or Stray Kids as a whole. the name Felix is used as a name of a fictional character.‼️

“Shit, y/n. You’re gonna take it, you don’t have a choice. Understood?”

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“Slut.” He said, mocking you. Felix’s fingers curled into your spot, over and over and over again. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, no thoughts able to be formed.

“C-Cum,” you gasped out. “G-Gonna cum!”

“Yeah? Y’gonna cum for me? How cute.”

He teased and taunted you, as his fingers pushed harder against your gummy walls. You started clenching, silently but powerfully telling him that you were literally on the edge. He curls his fingers into your sweet spot once more, and you fall —no—jump off the edge and spill onto his fingers. He slows the pace significantly, and watches your face as you come down.

“Mmmh~.. Fuck..” you whisper. He relishes in your fucked-out state. His fingers stop, and the hand that was harshly gripping your hip is now massaging your waist. You look up at him, and he pulls his fingers out of you, making you twitch and tense up.

“Relax, relax. And don’t get to comfortable, we aren’t done.”

You gulp in anticipation. Suddenly, he picks up your half-naked body, and hauls you over his shoulder, like you weigh nothing. Again, you underestimate his strength.

“Felix.?! Where are you taking me?”

“Where do you think i’m taking you? Where do people fuck?”

‘Fuck? FUCK? He’s going to fuck me???’ you think to yourself, feeling a nervous but excited feeling bubble up in your stomach, just under your belly button. You make it back to his bedroom, where he places you down with a soft bounce. He takes off your—his—shirt, then the shirt he’s wearing, and so on… soon you are both completely naked. Every second that passes, is another nerve being plucked from you. You don’t think you’ve ever been more nervous in your life. He stands over you, and stares down at you.

Then, he rounds the bed, making his way to his bedside table.

“W-What are you getting?” Your stutter was completely accidental, and you cringe after hearing yourself. He notices, but stays silent. He reaches into the drawer, and pulls out a three things.

A bullet vibrator, a blindfold, and a matching silk rope.

Your eyes widen, a mix of emotions and a thunder cloud of thoughts.

He approaches you, then gets in the bed, on his knees. He climbs over you, and bonds your hands to the headboard. Then, he blindfolds you. The last thing you see are his dark eyes, an evil smirk, and his rock-hard cock slapping against his abdomen.

Then everything goes black.

An enticing fear fills your body. You have never felt so exposed in your life. So sensitive. It feels as if every nerve is exposed for him to do whatever he wishes with.

You hear him crawl back down the bed, and then he spreads your legs.

Wide.

He smirks up at you again, not that you can see it, and flicks his tongue at your clit.

Your entire body jumps up, not expecting it. A choked moan involuntarily leaves your lips.

You hear him laugh. A low, teasing chuckle.

He spits on your cunt, and watches his spit mix with your slit. “Beautiful,” he whispers. Then, a switch is flipped and a low hum can be heard. He holds the vibrator on your clit with one hand, while the other holds your hips down.

A loud, pornographic slur of moans erupt from your throat. Your hips try and fail to buck up, so they squirm instead. Your legs scrunch up and try to get away from the intense stimulation. he presses down harder on your hips, and keeps the vibrator pressed to your puffy clit.

“F-Felix! Can’t- please!”

You beg, not even sure what you’re begging for. He watches your face, capturing every single reaction. He flips the switch to a higher setting, then turns it off completely.

You’re already out of breath.

He drops the vibrator and lets go of your hips, bringing both hands down to massage your inner thighs. He kisses you there, trying to relax you and bring you back down to him. “You’re okay, it’s not that bad.”

You relax a bit, thinking it’s done.

God, are you wrong.

This goes on for 20 more minutes, teasing you with the vibrator until you physically cannot take it anymore, then turning it off and shushing you.

Messy tears and loud moans fill the room, accompanied by an occasional chuckle or “shh” from Felix.

“Pl-Please.. Can’t-Can’t take anymore..!” Your brains are scrambled. Finally, he decides he’s had enough. He switches the vibrator off, stands, and grabs your legs, putting them on his shoulders. He sinks his—what must be—painfully erect dick into your sopping hole, slowly and agonizingly.

“Shit, y/n. You’re gonna take it, you don’t have a choice. Understood?”

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sorry..

hey. so im gonna try ang get pt.4 of 'understood?' out by the weekend, but im not sure if ill be able to, bc its mid-terms week, and ima need time to study, as i rlly need to pass these lol. im so sorry! again, thx 4 tagging along, loves <3 (im calling u my 'loves', get over it)

Understood?

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: (this part) teasing, degradation, fingering (f receiving), swearing, reader pushes felix. MDNI! (pls, lmk if i missed any!!!)

a/n: hello!! tysm for the support on the last 2 parts! here is part 3 of Understood? (read part 2 here!! )

‼️this story in no way portrays any members of Stray Kids, or Stray Kids as a whole. the name Felix is used as a name of a fictional character.‼️

“Shit, y/n. You’re gonna take it, you don’t have a choice. Understood?”

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“F-Fuck you.” You sounded so weak, so vulnerable. Like a damsel in distress. Who would save you? Not even audible, you cursed him, while looking up at him through your hair. He couldn’t hear you, hell, you could barely hear yourself.

“Fuck you!” You shouted at him as you shot up fast, anger coursing through your veins. You stomped over to him, and gave him the hardest shove you could. He stumbled back a bit, taken aback from your actions. He looked at you wide-eyed. Luckily, he had put the glass and plate down before you lashed out on him, so nothing would be broken. He threw his hands to the cloth next to him on the counter top, dried his hands quickly, and turned his body fully towards you. Everything was silent; Felix had nothing to say. You started to walk closer to him, to fully take out your anger, when he spun both of you around, and locked you flush against the wall. He look down at you, seeming disappointed. I mean, how dare you, push him in his own home? His space? After all, he invited you here, and this is how you show your gratitude? “Felix I didn’t mean to-" you tried to apologize. Tried. “God, you are such a fucking sponge. You really take my words to heart? Poor thing, you must really like me,” he says, words again jarring at you. Or, at least at your heart. “Lix, wait-" you were cut off again, but this time by the clicking of his tongue. “No, no. You wanted this, right? I mean, you felt bold enough to push me, put your hands on me, so you must really want this. Want me.” He pulls on one of the strings of your jaw string shorts, and pulls your hips off of the wall behind you, letting your shorts fall. He struggled to keep his jaw off the floor when he saw what you were wearing underneath. A skimpy, white lace thong. “Ugh, such a whore,” he says, rolling his eyes. “Lix, wait this is too- I’m scared.” You look up at him, embarrassed, but honest as ever. “No you aren’t,” he says, “Look at how wet you are! You are the worst liar ever, ya’ know.” Despite him degrading you, you couldn’t help but find some comfort in his words.

Without breaking eye contact, he runs two fingers up your clothed heat, making you jolt at the sensation. “Look at that. Soaking wet, and I haven’t even done anything yet.” You hadn’t noticed the your shorts were no longer around your ankles, but off to the side; discarded. He completely removed his hand from where you wanted-no- needed it, and brought it up your shirt. His shirt. He cupped your breast with his hand; it fit perfectly. As soon as he rubbed a finger over your nipple, you twitched toward the side, and he grinned widely. “So sensitive. Tell me, when was the last time you touched yourself?” You blushed so fast, it was unbelievable. “Look at me. When was the last time you-“ “A month ago,” you say, still not daring to look at him. He laughed at you. After calming down, he spoke again. “No wonder you keep flinching, you’re touch-deprived, and-quite obviously- excruciatingly horny. Tell me, hon. Where do you want me to touch, hm?” Now he was just toying with you. Well, he has been since he woke up, but this is too much. “F-" “Uh uh. Look at me, y/n.” Just saying your name sent chills running down your spine. You slowly turned your head, to meet his burning gaze. “Y-You know where.” It was obvious where you wanted it, but he wasn’t just going to let you have it, no, you were gonna beg for it.

You were still mad at him, so you rolled your eyes to try and seem the slightest in control. You definitely weren’t. His expression changed completely. From ‘in-control, over powering, dominating Felix’, to ‘innocent, virgin-minded, ‘what’s going on’ ‘Lixie’, in a matter of seconds. “No, I don’t. Can you show me?” He was dragging this on, for way too long, in your liking. You need something. Anything. Just a quick stimulus, to move things along. So, for the second time today, you buck your hips into his. Same reaction. His head fell back immediately, and he groaned, almost sounding annoyed. This time, when he lifted his head back up, anger filled his eyes. “That’s how you fucking feel?” He stared down at you for only a second. Without giving you a mere second to respond, or even think of a response, he ripped your underwear down, and shoved two fingers inside of you. Your mind went blank. Your eyes rolled back and shut, and your jaw fell slack. Your left leg was hoisted up on his hip, for better access. His name tumbled over your lips, as his fingers drilled into you at a relentless pace.

“Eyes on me, doll, and this time, I’m not asking.” You opened your eyes, and looked at where his fingers disappeared into your cunt. “Up, y/n, or I stop.” Your eyes darted to his face, and you moaned his name as he curled his fingers into your spot. “L-Lix! Please don’t stop, s-so close..” you begged, desperately. “Close already, huh? You want me to go faster?” Now he’s encouraging you at this point. “Y-yes please! Please faster, Lix~” You knew how you sounded, but you couldn’t care less. It all felt so good, you were finally getting what you wanted. “Course’ y’do, you fucking slut,” he teased. “I-I’m not a fucking s-slut!” Why couldn’t you shut up? As fast as you were at your climax, his fingers stopped. Tears pricked your eyes, and you tried your hardest to keep them in. “No! No, please, please! So close..” you said, as you felt your orgasm slip away. He looked at you, unamused. “But, I thought you weren’t a slut?” He says, mockingly. Ashamed, but begging, you play into what he wants to hear. "I-I am a slut! I’ll do whatever you want, just please, let me cum, please Lix!” He grins from ear to ear, and thrusts his fingers back in, deeper than ever. “So damn needy.”

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part 4 will most likely be the finale!

Understood?

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: (this part) nothing really, just a bit suggestive at the end, and cursing.

a/n: hii!! So this is my first post :) I’m completely open to constructive criticism, feedback, and any comments abt this post! thank you, and lmk if u want a part 2!

‼️this story in no way portrays any members of Stray Kids, or Stray Kids as a whole. the name Felix is used as a name of a fictional character.‼️

“Shit, y/n. You’re gonna take it, you don’t have a choice. Understood?”

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Felix has always been your best friend. Sure, you’ve shared chapstick once or twice, but friends do that. Sure, you’ve slept in the same bed, cuddling, but friends do that. Sure, he’s had you begging him to do unspeakable things to you, but friends do that, too.

Right?

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The dim sunlight sneakily finds it’s way to your sleeping face. Slowly, your eyes flutter open. You are about to roll over, when you realize the pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist aren’t yours.

Again.

You fell asleep, and wake up, again in his bed. You must’ve been asked to play games with him, in his room, late at night, again. It happens all the time. First you say no, then he persuades you with his adorable puppy eyes. He pokes his bottom lip out, and looks into your eyes with a glint of mischief. Then you end up in his room, sitting on the floor infront of his TV, controller in hand. “Fuck! How do you always beat me in this?! You must be practicing once I leave,” you say, smirking. He lets out a breathy laugh, his eyes falling into the beautiful crescent shape. “No, no. Maybe you’re just bad at it?” He says, teasingly. Jokingly, you give him a tiny shove, and then you both start to laugh. After awhile, he breaks the silence. “One more round? I’ll go easy on you!” You pretend to be annoyed, and roll your light brown eyes to the back of your head. “Fine, but then I’m going to bed.” He smiles, and hands the second controller back to you. Determined to win, you scoot a little closer to the television. He looses focus, and zones out on your figure. Without noticing, the round ends, and ‘K.O’ is written across the screen. He pretends to be defeated, sighing and dropping the controller by his side. “Yes!! Na-na-na-boo-boo! I won, you lost!” A proud grin spreads across your face. He tilts his head back all the way, and it lands softly on his bed behind him. Arms at his sides, you watch as they come up and swipe his hair back. You crawl up to him. “Aww, don’t worry Lixie. That’s been the only time I’ve won! Don’t get all mad now.” You say, declaring it’s now your turn to tease. He brings his head up, and meets your face with a smile. “Lay with me a bit, please?” He’s just too cute. Besides, you were just friends. Friends do stuff like this all the time! “Okay.” You nodded, and both got up. He watched as you crawled up to the headboard, but stayed far enough away so you could plop down flat onto the bed without hurting yourself. Shortly, he did the same, making sure to face you.“Shit, I didn’t turn of the TV, and the remote is down there,” he said while tracing your face with his eyes. “Want me to go get it?” You we’re about to sit up on your elbows, when he flipped you around so you were no longer facing him, and snaked an arm around your waist. “Leave it, we can fix it in the morning,” he barely whispered. Well, now that he’s established the fact that I’ll be here til’ morning, guess I’m staying here. It’s not like I have anywhere special to be, anyway.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

His alarm announced the time, as ‘9:00’ flashed red on it three times. He began to stir, groaning a bit whilst waking up. “Hm.. y/n?” He slid his hands up and down your waist. “Good morning, Lix,” you said, still kind-of tired. “Good- yawn- mornin’, you hungry?” He sounded so hot like this, groggy, with a raspy, husky voice.

No.

Friends don’t think of each other like that.

“Yeah, a little. What should we have?” You didn’t move a muscle, not wanting to cause any discomfort to his precious being. “I’m fine with anything, really.” His voice got a bit deeper at ‘really’, as if to emphasize it. You felt something pool in your shorts.

No, stop. This isn’t right. Friends don’t think of each other like this. This shouldn’t be turning you on. Yet it does, already did.

Shit.

Without thinking, you fully push your hips back, straight into his. He tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and groaned quietly. “What do you think your doing?” He asked, almost judging.

Shit!

Felix always believed you. And now, when you were telling the truth, you knew he wouldn’t.

“I-I didn’t mean to-” “Bullshit.” He flips you over, so you’re now facing each other. You pull the blanket up almost all the way over your face, only letting your eyes show, as you felt your face heat up. “F-Felix, I really didn’t mean to. I was.. stretching.” You looked up at him through your lashes. “Oh, ok.” He said with half-lidded eyes. Suddenly, he licks his finger tips, and rubs 2 quick small circles on your neck, right on a sensitive spot. Your breath hitches in your throat. “Whoops, sorry, I was stretching my arm,” he said, sarcastically. He then got up, and left the room.

Fuck.

He left you there, shocked. You swear you could hear him chuckle to himself right before walking through the doorway.

Just when you thought you had everything, he swiped it out of your hands.

You sigh, and slowly raise up.

Part 2?

things that I will post abt me, if I ever post on here:

skz smut

skz fluff!

skz list thingys abt my opinions based on whatever I’m requested to give my opinion on!

so yeah, just a bunch of Stray Kids stuff. ☺️