@d4ngerous sent : a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body . jiwoon with felix
it had taken time. a lot of coaxing, a lot of seduction ( and a few knives to his back along the way ), before felix had ended up in the idol's bed. still though, after so long, how was he to refuse? jiwoon is persistent ; he'd eventually won the architect over, and even though felix is aware of the fact that this favor could be lost at the drop of a hat, it hasn’t stopped him from indulging in it. best to take advantage while he has it. and now, here he is, in the trickster’s realm — ji-woon says that no other survivor’s ever been lucky enough to be here. maybe it’s foolish, but felix believes him. just a little bit. what reason does he have to lie about it? the idol is more than capable of manipulation, he knows it, but this … this feels different somehow.
the architect lays on the idol’s bed, a soft gasp escaping his lips as the other man leaves a trail of kisses upon his skin. he’s taken him once already during this particular time together — but as ji-woon works his way along his body, soft lips pressing kisses across his chest and working his way down to his stomach, felix knows once is not enough to satisfy the man above him. when has once ever been enough for the trickster? the thought makes felix twitch, makes him almost ache for it.
god, what would the others say if they could see him like this? desperate and aching for the trickster himself?
hand rises, calloused fingers tangling themselves within the idol’s hair, and as more kisses are placed upon his belly, each one clearly designed to make felix squirm, make him needy and wanting, the quietest of whines escapes the survivor’s lips. “ don’t tease, ” felix groans, tugging his hair slightly to get his point across. “ god, don’t tease … ”
