★*+:You make Straykids Stay.:+*★

You are married to the most formidable crime lord in all of Korea: Lee Felix. At least that’s what the people who work for him think. What they don’t know is that when it comes to you, he has the biggest soft spot. So he is the least scariest person ever to you. He can say no to negotiations, but he can’t say no to you. So many gifts, money, affection, and attention were all just handed to you on a silver platter, that you might as well be spoiled rotten. Sometimes, Felix’s men couldn’t comprehend how on Earth you managed to become his wife. Yes, your marriage was arranged by your super rich father, but your personality shouldn’t work well with Felix’s.

Felix was all no-nonsense. The most dangerous man in the country. He was ruthless with his rules, his orders, and his actions towards his enemies. No one dared to cross him otherwise that could mean their demise. But you? You always crossed the lines Felix’s men weren’t ever allowed to cross. You pranced around the tower, wore whatever the Hell you wanted, said whatever you wanted without any filter, and caused whatever chaos as long as it didn't end up spilling the mafia’s secrets to the public.

Which you obviously wouldn’t ever do. You were reckless, but you were always a good girl first. Actually making Felix mad was the last thing you’d ever want to do, so you stayed in whatever bounds Felix put you in, which were some of your college friends who he deemed trustworthy and your father.

But you had to admit, sometimes things do get boring every now and then. Sometimes, you didn’t just want to stay in the penthouse. Sometimes, your friends were busy with their own lives, and sometimes, your father was too tipsy to pick up the phone. Sometimes, you just wanted Felix to hold you, touch you, kiss you, fuck you. You just wanted Felix instead of some other thing or person to keep you company.

You were in the penthouse, sitting on the couch and wearing nothing but your blue silk nightgown. You were idly scrolling through the streaming services on the flatscreen TV, figuring out what movie to watch. Anything to pass the time until Felix gets home, you kept thinking to yourself. However, there was nothing to actually watch. All the movies on the screen were just nothing burger films or movies you had seen before. Maybe you’d be willing to put on some Disney movie if Felix were holding you close now, but he wasn’t there so there’s no real point. Not even some cheap porn on the screen could make you feel anything but frustrated because there wasn’t a Felix with you who would’ve gone faster than your fingers.

You sighed, and pulled out your phone to look at the time. It was 11:30 PM.

“How long is that stupid meeting?!” You cried out.

You groaned and stood up before throwing your phone into the sofa blanket. You wanted to stomp your feet, throw anything at the walls, and just about anything to take your frustration out. However, you knew that doing that would just make Felix upset, and it wouldn’t get you what you wanted. You huffed before seeing the new shopping bag that was still sitting on the vintage white arm chair next to the couch. It’s been there since you came back from the shopping center earlier in the day. A lightbulb turned on in your head.

Looks like I’ll have to take matters into my own hands.

x•x•x•x

Felix was in the middle of another one of his late night meetings with his mafia executives and henchmen, and his head was killing him. The hours were dragging on, no one could come to an agreement for how to deal with the illegal trade issues, the race with the rival gangs, and how much money to pay the police chief to keep his lips shut. If anything, all Felix wanted to do at the moment was to just forget about the deals for a few hours and go back upstairs to the penthouse to see you. His sweet wife, always so devoted and so good to him. You always looked at him with such wide eyes and blushed like a newly wedded bride every time he looked at you.

Suddenly, the doors to the large conference room opened, and all the men turned their heads to see what seemed to be Aphrodite herself. Speak of the devil. Felix’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. There you were, wearing a cute, glittery red mini dress that almost left very little to the imagination. The hem was where a belt should be, and your breasts were threatening to spill out of the top. Your makeup was bold with the red eyeshadow, sharp eyeliner, and sinfully glossy lips. Your luscious hair was in a blow out style, and your red heels made your lovely legs longer.

Felix takes a deep breath, trying to keep his composure at your unexpected presence. The men even tried to keep their eyes away, as their hearts heavily pumped all the blood rushing down their bodies.

“Darling, what brings you here?” He asked.

A wide smile formed on your face, and you wasted no time to run up to him just to kiss his face.

“Hi, Honey,” you giggled, nuzzling your cheek against his. “I was just missing you.”

“Missing me, eh?” Felix asked, “You missed me so much that you look like you’re about to go clubbing?”

You playfully scoffed and crossed your arms, fully feigning offense.

“I wanted to surprise you!” You said, “You like the dress?”

“Like it?” Felix asked. His arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You almost landed in his lap, and more red flushed up your cheeks. He nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling all that sweet jasmine perfume. “I think liking it would be an understatement, Angel.”

His lips brushed against your skin, coaxing a giggle out of you. You couldn’t help but squirm with the way his hands travelled down to your hips, heat flushing all the way to your cheeks. His hold on you tightened, and the butterflies deep in your tummy fluttered.

“Uhh, Boss?” A man asked, who was sitting across the table. Felix immediately looked away from you and faced the other seven men in the room, who just looked surprised at their boss being physically affectionate with you. “What about the meeting?”

Felix cleared his throat.

“Ah, yes, Hyunjin,” he said, “My apologies, everyone, but we can continue the discussion another time. You’re all dismissed.”

“But, Sir,” another man stood up. He had straight black hair with a white streak and eyes shaped like a fox’s. “Our rivals are already ahead of us in the trade. If we don’t—”

“I’m very aware, Jeongin.”

Felix’s voice was firm and sent shivers down everyone’s spines. Even you swallowed heavily from his serious tone, but also you couldn’t help but feel a little bit giddy. Felix was always sexy when he was firm and commanding.

“I’m aware of our situation, but like I said, we can continue the discussion later.”

You sucked in a breath when his fingers tightened on your waist.

“Besides,” Felix said, leaning close to your ear to plant a tender kiss. “I have a much more urgent matter right now.”

Pink flooded the apples of your cheeks, and you squirmed in his lap again. Meanwhile, all the men in the room looked at you and Felix a little dumbfounded. You surely must be a brave one to distract the big bad boss. But of course, the men had to walk out the office door, leaving you and Felix alone to your own devices. Once the door closed, a smirk grew on Felix’s face.

“Very bold of you to come here and interrupt my meeting like that, Angel,” Felix said. “I was in the middle of an important deal.”

“Whaaaattt, I just wanted to see you,” you said, playing it off like it wasn’t a big deal. “Plus, it was getting late, and the bed got cold.”

Felix chuckled. You always were the needy type, and who was he to not indulge his princess? Especially when you put in so much effort into your current, glittery appearance.

“Awww, my poor Angel,” he cooed, as he caressed your cheek with his knuckles. “Couldn’t stand a day without me? The penthouse was awfully quiet, I bet. Not much to do with yourself, while I was slaving away in the conference room, right?”

You nodded, and Felix held your cheek gently.

“That’s what I thought,” he said, “Bet you couldn’t even touch yourself properly because your needy self is used to me.”

Your heart skipped a beat, and you felt a twitch in between your legs. Felix’s hand was on your bare, plush thigh, threatening to slip underneath the hem of your dress and find the wettest and tiniest piece of lace. Your breathing got a little heavy, more heat pooled down to your core, and the way your pupils dilated wasn’t lost on Felix at all. He gently bit on your collarbone, making you whine.

“No,” you said, “It’s not the same without you…”

Felix kissed your pouty lips, tasting the sweet frosting-flavored lipgloss. You gasped and eagerly kissed him back. Your fingers found their way home in his blonde hair, and Felix pressed your body further against his. You whined at the feeling of his leg in between your thighs, rubbing against your core. You couldn’t even handle the way your sensitive breasts rubbed up against his hard chest.

“Is that right?” Felix asked, his deep, Australian accent sending vibrations straight from your spine to your clit. “My cock’s better than those fingers of yours?”

He rolled his hips, and you moaned at the feeling of the hard tent in his pants against you. He was harder than the pistol in his holster. As if you weren’t already wet, you were damn soaking. Felix could feel it, too. Of course he could. He could even see it spill down to your bare thighs. It only made him want to tease you more.

“Yes, Felix!” You whined, feeling another thrust of his clothed tent. “I need you! Please!”

Suddenly, Felix picked you up and plopped you onto the tabletop. He pushed your legs apart, revealing the sliver of your red lacy panties.

“You want me, Angel?” He asked, “Well, I’ll give it to you.”

Felix didn’t waste any time to pull down your panties right before shoving two of his fingers inside of you. You whined loudly and arched your back against the mahogany wood. Your pussy immediately clenched onto Felix’s fingers, and more of your wetness dripped and oozed onto his hand, the more he thrusted them in and out.

“Awww that’s it,” Felix cooed. He loved watching your face all flushed with need and pleasure. Especially when he knows he’s hitting the right spots over and over again. Even your pretty areolas couldn’t help but pop out of your dress, which made Felix’s mouth water. “My pretty little distraction’s taking my fingers so well, isn’t she?”

He pushed his fingers in harder, forcing a loud moan out of you.

“Felix!” You whined.

“So tight, Baby,” he hissed, “Squeezing my fingers so much, and it’s not even my cock. My poor Angel must’ve been very desperate then.”

“So desperate.”

You couldn’t even think straight. The tips of his fingertips were so precise in hitting your sweet spot repeatedly, and you could only feel the build up in your warm gut.

“Honey!” You whined, “I’m about to—”

Felix immediately pulled his fingers out of you, leaving your poor, pretty cunt to cry and clench over air. You whined and tears broke out of your ducts.

“Feeeelliiixxxxxx,” you cried.

“Don’t worry, My Dearest Wife,” Felix said. He stepped a little away from you to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants. Another jolt went through your body at the sound of his gun hitting the wooden floor. “I’ll give you what you want. Just be patient like a good girl.”

Once he undid his zipper, Felix pulled out his thick and hard cock. You trembled at the way it was pointing at you, like it was ready to just burst at any moment. Felix inched closer to you, but you wanted him closer. You pulled on his black tie and wrapped your legs around his waist. Felix couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“So eager,” he said, caressing your heated cheeks. Felix leaned in to give you another deep kiss. You kissed him back, and you moaned against his lips as your cunt rubbed against the tip of his hard cock. “Come on, Angel, take me in then.”

Felix thrusted his hips, pushing his cock inside of you. The two of you moaned, and Felix’s grip on your waist tightened before he kept going and faster. You whined and cried, and you weakly grabbed onto the back of his white button down shirt, pulling down the fabric for dear life. He felt so damn good. Way better than any of your fingers or toys ever could.

“Felix!” You cried, as your sopping wet pussy clenched onto his cock, squeezing it tightly and refusing to let go. “Oh my god!”

“Yes, my good sweet angel,” Felix deeply moaned into your ear, which gave you more chills. “You feel so good. I almost forgot that you like to be such a disrupter.”

“I’m not!”

Another moan was forced out of your lungs, and you saw more stars with every hit on your cervix. Felix even reached his thumb down to rub your clit, which only made you wetter.

“Oh, but you are, Angel,” Felix said, as he pressed the pad of his thumb on your sensitive bud, making you squeak and wince. “My poor men just wanted to have an important meeting like the good businessmen they are, but of course, you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. My needy girl couldn’t wait for her husband to come home.”

You whined again, and you could’ve sworn he was getting bigger the more he thrusted inside you. His grip on your hips was bruising, and he was on the verge of bursting. You were so damn dizzy, for you just took whatever he was giving you, like always.

“Felix!” was all you could scream out with your high-pitched, needy voice.

“That’s right, my sweet wife,” Felix said, “My good girl. Wanna cum?”

You cried out another moan. The pressure in your stomach was getting too much, and you weren’t so sure how high up in the galaxy you could go with every time Felix’s dick would hit your sweet spot. Felix rubbed his thumb against your clit once again to add in that extra stimulation.

“Cum, Angel,” Felix ordered.

White was all you could see within the next second. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you spasmed all over Felix’s cock. It wasn’t even long before he busted and released all of his white, hot cum inside of your greedy walls. Once the two of you climaxed, you both stopped moving and allowed your chests to heave against each other. Felix was still lodged inside of you, and damn, did it still feel so good.

“Hi, Honey…” you said breathlessly.

Felix laughed lightly, and he caressed your cheek.

“Hi, Angel,” he said, “It felt good?”

“Yes,” you nodded, “Like always.”

Felix’s lips met yours for a deep kiss, and you kissed him back.

“Good,” he said.

“Can you come home now?”

You tugged on his tie, playing with it like it was some kind of cat toy. God, you were so cute, and he was so damn soft for it. Felix was the strongest man in all of Korea, but you were his only weakness. If anyone else dared to lay a small flick on you, they would probably be executed on the spot. Felix couldn’t help it when he nuzzled his nose against yours.

“If I come home now,” Felix said, “Will you promise to not interrupt my next meeting?”

“But, Feeelliiixxxxx,” you pouted.

“I know, I know,” he laughed before kissing your forehead. “A lot to ask. My pretty little distraction.”

“Hey!”

“Am I wrong?”

“Ugh, fine. I’ll be good tomorrow.”

“That’s more like it,” Felix kissed your pouty lips once more before picking you up, carrying you in his arms bridal style. “Alright, Angel, let’s go home.”

❛ 𝓝𝐎𝐓𝐄. ❜ inspired by @beaseungiu ‘s version <3 • also ignore the fact that this is my old layout ok… thanks (i drafted this in april)

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