Kinktober //Straykids//

☆-Hidden Desires-☆ (Lix)

Felix had always known how to get under my skin. Every smile, every touch, and every lingering glance was enough to set me on fire. But tonight, he had something different in mind. He was in one of his moods, and I knew it the moment he locked eyes with me across the room, that sly smirk pulling at the corners of his lips. He had plans, and they involved making me lose control in the most delicious way possible.

We’d talked about this before—my fascination with watching, with seeing him touched by another, with wanting him so badly that I couldn’t stand it. It had always been an idea floating around in the back of my mind, but tonight, it was becoming real.

The low light in the room cast soft shadows over Felix’s figure as he perched on the edge of the bed, his legs spread apart just enough to invite attention. He looked up at me through his long lashes, his lips parted slightly in that way that made me want to devour him.

“I want you to watch tonight,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. “Just watch. Don’t touch… at least, not yet.”

My breath hitched in my throat. Watching him was already enough to drive me insane, but knowing that he was about to be touched by someone else, knowing that he wanted me to just sit there and witness it without joining in, had me on edge in the best way.

“You’re serious?” I asked, my voice rougher than I intended as I tried to keep my cool.

Felix’s grin widened as he leaned back on his hands, his chest rising and falling slowly. “Oh, I’m very serious,” he purred. “I want to see how long you can last before you break.”

I swallowed hard, my gaze flicking to the figure beside him—the third in our little scenario. We’d agreed to keep things simple, someone we both trusted. He wouldn’t take it too far, just enough to push my buttons. And from the look on Felix’s face, he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Just sit there,” Felix instructed, his eyes locking onto mine as he gestured to the chair across from the bed. “And don’t move unless I say so.”

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest as I obeyed, settling into the chair. The anticipation was already gnawing at me, making it hard to sit still. Felix was in control, and I was at his mercy.

The third party, a friend we’d both agreed to bring in, began his role. He moved closer to Felix, his hands grazing over Felix’s thighs, slow and deliberate. Felix’s breath hitched, and I saw the way his muscles tensed under the touch. He was enjoying this, playing the role of the tease, knowing that I was watching every second of it.

I clenched my fists, trying to keep my breathing steady. Felix glanced over at me, a mischievous glint in his eyes as his friend’s hands travelled higher, skimming under Felix’s shirt, exposing a sliver of skin. Felix’s lips parted, his breath coming out in a shaky exhale as his body arched into the touch.

“Like what you see?” Felix asked, his voice barely above a whisper but loud enough to make my heart skip a beat.

I nodded, my throat too dry to speak. Watching him like this—submissive, vulnerable, but still in control of the situation—was intoxicating. I wanted nothing more than to cross the room and take over, to make him mine again, but I stayed rooted to the spot, knowing that’s exactly what he wanted. He wanted me to wait. To ache for him.

The friend’s hands were bolder now, sliding up Felix’s chest, lifting his shirt higher until it was tossed aside, leaving Felix bare from the waist up. His skin glowed under the soft lighting, every muscle taut, his nipples already hard as the other man’s fingers brushed over them. Felix let out a soft moan, his head falling back as he gave himself over to the sensation.