Commission Preview : The Ambassadors Assistant (Felix)
Reupload of a Quick preview of the intro to a past commission for Felix from straykids! Full story 3500+ words. Check past commissions graphics for details :)
Felix enters the hotel room groaning after a long grueling day of photoshoots, interviews, and press conferences. He turns on the warm tinted LED ceiling light and sees you sitting on the floor, tied up, gagged, and laying with your head on his luxury desk chair. Your eyes are bloodshot, watering as he stares at you and slowly walks over. He is still in his million dollar Louis Vuitton outfit, tight black dress pants hugging every curve on his body. He reaches the side of the chair, looming over you with a concerned look mixed with clear exhaustion as he shifts his stare from your face to the desk your legs lay under, a note being present on top.
"Congratulations to our Felix! We are all so proud of the announcement, Gentle Monster and Tamburins global ambassador. You have been working so hard and have no time to blow off any steam or relax. So accept this trial gift from your wise hyung. Sit down, put your head phones on, and relax. You've earned it! - Bangchan"
The words are menacing as he reads them out from above, especially in his deep australian voice, yet his face looks so soft and innocent as he kept swapping his eye contact between you and the note. You can't move, can't speak, can't control what happens. Its all in Felix's hands. "Alexa....dim the lights please." He says softly, tone of voice likely enough to seduce even the robotic assistant.
You watch as he slowly sets down the card and reaches for the noise canceling headphones that were on the desk. Stepping around, hovering over your body in position to finally sit down, he looks back over his shoulder. The dim ceiling light highlights his tan skin and freckles as you stare up at him. "Sorry mate, I'm exhausted, and Channie is usually right!" The deep whisper strikes fear into you as he slowly lowers down into a squat. The fabric of his luxurious pants stretches slightly, his ass cheeks being plump and round like he had perfectly shaped them through a strict glute routine.
Contact with your nose happens and the gravity of the situation finally hits you. You try to squirm but the ropes on your body are so tight you cant move an inch, exactly as Chan had hoped so you couldn't disrupt his main man's rest on your face. The cheeks roll around your face, meeting your ears but not going past as the ass was clearly well maintained and not floppy. You took a deep breathe as your air started to run low. Immediately you noticed the ease of which you could breathe, the higher end fabric being incredibly breathable and soft. His ass wasn't suffocating, simply in control. Despite it being an ass on your face, the perfume from his earlier events also filled your nose with each breathe to seduce you.
Just as you are adjusting to your situation, learning to breathe in his perfume that saturated his butt, you hear a deep snore from above. He had fallen asleep in record time on your face, just like Chan had said. All night so far his event dinner food had been gradually processing in his gut, and without consciousness to control his gas, you would bare the brunt of it. As you are taking another deep inhale of beautiful smelling air in his ass, you feel a slight shift as he slides his ass forward slightly. Then a snore catches your attention and he slides back causing your nose to bend a little backwards, nostrils exposed to the stretching fabric now allowing more of his sweet fruit an floral scent into your nose.
The new intensity allowed you to appreciate his expensive perfume more, and the feeling of his plump cheeks rolling on your face sent a little jolt to your crotch but nothing too notable. Just as you start to drift, eyes almost completely shutting for the night under Felix, you are brought fully back to consciousness by a roaring fart. It was long and toxic, heated and directly blasted up your nostrils. The breathable fabric allowed it all out, barely any filter to contain the stench.
You start to scream, the smell unbearable as his guts purged the air from deep inside his body while he slept. The screams slowly deplete your oxygen without ever disturbing the sleeping dom who had a specially currated playlist on loop.
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