#iyym

High-Performance Industrial Pump System for Efficient Fluid Transfer

Sequel to I'm Yours, You're Mine

Genre: Smut

Warnings: yandere!felix, sub!felix, dom!reader, lactation kink, tit fucking, degradation. 

“Just fucking feed.” You shout at the baby in your arms who refuses to suckle anymore. Your breasts had become so overfilled lately, it was painful, and the damned baby refused to feed more than a little here and there, leaving you frustrated and in pain.  

Felix quickly steps up to where you were sitting on the bed and takes the baby away from you, a look of concern on his face as if he’s worried you’ll hurt the baby which is fucking rich coming from him.

Swinging the girl in his arms, he tries to lull her to sleep. “Calm down, noona.”

Anger surges up inside you at his words, and you whisper at him harshly, careful to keep your voice down so the damned child would go to sleep. “Calm down? Why don’t you try having breasts fucking bursting with milk that that stupid baby won’t drink, huh? But I guess I shouldn’t expect any sympathy from you. You did this to me!”

You notice his face flush and he turns away from you, putting the baby in her bassinet, and you think he’s embarrassed for being called out. Boy, were you wrong. You shouldn’t have assumed that he has any shame.

Dom!felix

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When you hear the door open you freeze in your spot, all your fears reaching their extremes again. You remain still as a statue as you hear his footsteps approach until he's right behind you, his body flush against yours, his hands snaking up your body to grab at your breasts.

“Did you enjoy your little show babe?" He asks, tone sharp.

"No." You quickly attempt to clarify, "I didn't mean to be bad."

"Is that why you looked like you were going to get on your knees in the middle of the store and blow him?"

You shake your head harshly, "I didn't. I just smiled because I was nervous."

He scoffs, his small hands pushing your dainty bra down and roughly groping your tits. "You think I believe you? God, I let you out once thinking you'll be good, but my little cockslut can't help herself, huh?"

“No felix--”

"I told you to behave, you little slut." He growls, rubbing your pussy coarsely while squeezing your tits. “I should’ve bred you before leaving. You’re much better behaved when my cum is dripping down your legs and reminding you of who you belong to.”

“I’m sorry.”

"You will be sorry, baby.“ He promises, making you shiver before breaking away, “Put the food on the table. No plate for you. Whores don't get to eat food. I'll keep your mouth busy with something else."

You know what’s coming, and you feel incredibly humiliated. "No, Felix, please. It's embarrassing."

"Good. You should be embarrassed. If you're gonna act like a cock-hungry slut then you need to be treated like one." He chuckles at your tears, “You’re crying? Baby I haven’t even given you anything to cry about.”

Helplessly, you prepare his plate for him, already expecting his command. 

“Get on your knees.” He sneers, watching you get between his legs. “Take my cock out and suck on it.” 

You try to obey but when you see the blood stains on his pants, you stop abruptly. “Felix, what did you....”

He looks down at you with heavy eyes and smirks, "Don't worry I didn't kill the man you were drooling after. I just made sure he won't hit on other men's wives again."

You shiver, not knowing quite what he means, With Felix this could be anything from a slight warning to a crippling attack. You know he won’t give you more information though so, for your own sake, you unzip his pants and pull out his hard dick, immediately taking it in your mouth. 

You try to get just a little bit of his dick to suck on but as you pull up he pushes you down, making you take him completely, your nose brushing against his pubic bone with his length fully down your throat. He holds you there and you try to relax your throat as much as possible, knowing he’ll keep you there.

And he does. Through the whole mean, he stays balls deep in your throat, only resurfacing to fuck your mouth before he buries his dick in your throat again.   

Soon, you jaw gets sore, making your saliva dribble all over his dick and crotch, but Felix doesn't care. In fact, it turns him on, knowing you’re struggling to accommodate his length.

He uses you like a fleshlight, keeping you nose deep in his crotch while he eats. Your hand rises to your face to wipe your chin, but Felix is quick to hold your arms behind your back. “ Don’t try to clean up. I want you just like you are, my pretty little slut.” 

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Genre: idk go crazy aaa go stupid.

"Please, please." Felix sobs as his arms struggle against his bindings. He feels like he's going to burst and you're not even fucking him. No, you're fucking the dildo you had strapped to his waist while his own dick lays suffocated in its cage.

"Keep your fucking mouth shut. You're ruining my mood." You lie through your teeth as if the sight of your husband, your captor, lying helpless and broken under you doesn't give you endless pleasure.

Felix is a mess. He's been trapped in his cage for two weeks, not allowed to relieve his urges by breeding you like he's used to. It's driving him even more crazy that you're not even using his cock but a plastic toy. It hurts him more than not being able to cum.

"Don't you like my cock, mommy? Doesn't it feel nice when I stuff your pretty hole?" He sniffles, working himself into a frenzy. "Use me, mommy, please!"

"I said sh--" Your retort is interrupted by a knock on the door and you still immediately, knowing that it could only be one person, your daughter.

Straining your ears to hear through Felix's heavy pants and cries, you pick up on her voice. "Mommy?"

You immediately get off Felix who whines, probably not even realizing that his daughter is outside with how delirious he is. "No, don't go. Fuck me, mommy."

Thinking quick, you grab your discarded panties and stuff them in his mouth, shutting him up. You then quickly cover his body with the blanket and put on your nightgown. Walking to the door, you crack it open just a bit. "What is it, princess?"

"I heard daddy crying." The little girl tries to barge into the room, looking to find her beloved father but you stand in her way.

"He's fine, sweetheart. Mommy is taking care of him." You say gently, trying to reassure her but her frown only deepens.

"I wanna see daddy." The girl insists, giving you a distrusting look and you feel your anger well up again and burn ten times hotter. Of course. It's all about daddy. He has warped her mind just like he'd warped yours before and she loves only him. She trusts only him.

"Go back to bed, daddy is fine." You grit out.

"But--"

You slam the door in her face and turn towards your still whimpering husband, vowing to really make him hurt for what he did.

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Tucking the girl into bed, Felix proceeds to pull out the story of Peter Pan, his daughter’s favorite bedtime story. But before he can start reading the story, his girl’s small voice interrupts him. “Where is mommy?” She mumbles, drawing the blanket up to her face. “

Felix closes the book again. “She’s in the basement taking some time out. You know how she gets.”

Felix had convinced his daughter that her mother doesn’t love her very much, that she never wanted to have her in the first place, and that she frequently goes down to the basement so she take some time away from her. 

That, of course, is not true. Her mother loves her so very much. She’s the only reason she doesn’t try to run away from Felix, because she’s worried he will hurt her little girl if she does. And the only reason why she’s in the basement is because Felix locked her there as a punishment. This time for what his delusional mind convinced him was her flirting with the barista at the donut store. 

But her girl doesn’t know any of this. Her father had deceived her so thoroughly that she really believed her mother really didn’t love her. Still, she was her mum and she missed her. 

“I know, but I miss her. Wouldn’t a bedtime story help her relax?” The girl pouts sadly, “I won’t even say anything. I’ll sit there quietly and not bother her.”

Felix sighs and pats the kid’s head. “Alright, I’ll ask her.” 

She smiles hopefully, “Thank you, daddy.”  ______________________ You hear your child’s voice through the recording Felix plays for you. You hear her ask for you and you hear his horrible lies. It breaks you apart.  “Stop this, please.” You sob, clutching onto his hands. “She’s my daughter. How can you poison her mind against me like this?”  “I wouldn’t have to if you’d just behave.” He cups your face in both of his hands. “Be good and I’ll give you everything you ever want. Love me and I’ll let her love you.” 

Bile rises up in your throat and you tear his hands away. “You can't keep doing this! I'm gonna tell her everything." You walk quickly to the door of the basement, telling your daughter how much you love her the only thing on your mind. You don’t get far. A hand coils in your hair and pulls sharply at your scalp, making you stumble back into the arms of your husband. 

His tone is not gentle anymore but sharp as the nails he digs into your cheeks. 

He gets scary, grabbing you by the jaw. “That child is a privilege not a right. I gave her to you as a present and I can take her away." Something about the way he said that makes you believe that he means more than just physically separating the two of you. You can see it plainly in his eyes. He doesn’t care for that child. He's only using her to control you.

"Now, are you gonna be good?"

literally iyym felix looking unkempt and slightly deranged after he's looked himself and oc in their apartment for weeks

Felix doing the bare minimum after choking oc with his dick: