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Chris feels dizzy, swaying. His thumb swipes the ridge of Felix’s hipbone without permission; he only knows it happens because he’s watching it, watching where his pale hand spans over Felix’s tiny waist. He adjusts his grip, and looks at Felix’s face. “You don’t want me.”
“I do, I promise I do.” Felix’s tongue darts out, slides across his bottom lip. It’s so red, so wet. He probably tastes so sweet. Chris is going to go insane if he stays in this room. “I promise.”
You said you didn’t, Chris wants to remind him, but he doesn’t. Whatever the pollen is doing to Felix is already cruel enough, he doesn’t need to add his own shit to it. “Let me get Changbin for you,” Chris pleads, control slipping as desperation creeps into his voice. “Please.”
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Flower pollen and a journey of truths.- Language:
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11 Sep 2024
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heart wrenching, mind fuck, beautiful disaster of a fic