sonder | saltburn¹

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"You ever done Acid, Oli?"

FELIX ASKED, CAUSING OLIVER'S eyebrows to knit. The group of friends were enjoying the lavish atmosphere of Saltburn, drinking by the large Pool and lounging in the Patio.

"Uh, no...why?"

Oliver took a swig of Scotch, the skeptical look on his face had Cyn holding back a laugh, although he was less than amused by her presence when he was with Felix.

Venetia had made a rare appearance, having hit it off with Cyn and the girls were now closer than ever after the past few weeks.

Everyone knew Cyn and Felix were fucking, would they ever make it official? That was up to her of course.

Despite Felix having an image and reputation of being the guy to call the shots, Cyn had the real power over him.

"Felix over here is asking if you wanna get shitfaced and try a tab, Oliver."

Farleigh summarized, never one to mince his words. "Well, I'm down." Cyn's head was laid on Felix's left shoulder, his arm lazily draped around her neck.

"Let's go Royceeee!"

Felix cheered, an assortment of small patterned and different colored papers were now spread on a tray set on the Patio table.

Farleigh snatched one, Cyn and Felix wasted no time joining him in plopping them on their tongues, letting the effects slowly kick in as they dissolved.

"Come on Oliver, don't be a pussy."

The vocal fry of Farleigh's American accent sounded even stronger when he was under the influence.

She swore she could feel the N.E.R.D track playing from the speaker reverberating around her skull,

the blood physically rushing through her veins and every pump of her heart, Cyn could practically taste the color of Felix's chocolate brown eyes reflecting back at her as they danced.

Oliver stayed in his chair, opting to sit and sulk over more alcohol whilst watching Felix dance with Cyn as Farleigh bantered with Venetia.

Felix's hands had found her hips, she turned around to grind back on him, softly humming as his soft lips trailed the length of her neck.

"You know we can always go up to my room, right?" He murmured in her ear. Cyn smirked up at him, "Now where's the fun in that?"

She had already pulled him in closer, pressing a kiss on his mouth before it turned into a full blown makeout session.

Her fingers tangled in his wild brown locks, lightly pulling on them as their tongues swirled ferverently.

"Ooh. Get it, Felix!"

Farleigh hollered, drawing attention over to the two of them. Felix merely flipped the middle finger at his cousin in return with a sarcastic grin.

"Is your offer still on?" Cyn asked, biting her lip. "Yeah, Royce. It is."

I had seen it all. It would be the last time I watched someone else touch Felix, to watch Cyn touch what's mine.