Cʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ | CʜᴀɴLɪx ✔︎

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Third Person, Morning

'It's so warm...'

Chan's eyes opened and he glanced around, a small scream crawling up his throat when he saw Felix only a few inches away from himself. It wouldn't take much if they wanted to..

'What the hell, Bang Chan? Keep your head in the game.'

He yawned, moving down a few centimeters but felt himself get pulled in, a deep hum going in his ear. Chan began fanboying when Felix spoke.

"'Morning, Channie."

Heck, that voice gets more addicting every day.

"Hey," Chan replied softly. "Did you sleep well?"

"..mhm." Felix then tucked his head into the other's shoulder.

"What time is it?"

"6:26. We have plenty of time until school..."

Felix's hand came up, pulling the collar of Chan's shirt to the side, his shoulder now exposed to the air. He gasped when a pair of soft lips came in contact, a tongue brushing the pale skin.

"F-Felix?"

"Hm?" There was a light suck.

"What are y-you doing..?"

"Nothing much," he answered, his voice barely above a whisper as he pulled Chan's shirt back up.

The latter kept down a whine. He was sorta enjoying it.

Okay.

Maybe he liked it.

"You're certainly disappointed," Felix chuckled, rolling away on his back.

"No..! Well-" Chan swallowed as he shifted to face the robot. "..maybeIdidlikeitabit."

He spoke very quickly, but Felix easily followed.

"Should I do it again?"

"U-uhm..."

Too late.

Felix had already reconnected his lips to Chan's skin, only this time, he was attacking his collarbones. Chan let out gaspy moans, his head tilting back to allow Felix full range.

This time, Chan had two marks instead of one, the old one gone a day ago. Felix smiled before sitting up and stretching, his shirt lifting momentarily.

"6:30. I think I'm going to change now," he said shamelessly, standing up and grabbing his uniform before stripping.

Chan immediately looked in the opposite direction, his face burning like usual.

"Channie, you're so timid," Felix commented, turning around to face his buyer.

"What do you mean?"