Demon Boyfriend: Felix 2 (rough draft)

There is some sort of bug going through the town.I’ve had several parents come in wanting medicine for their kids, something to ease a cough, something else to help them sleep. Felix and I haven’t had a moment to finish our conversation as that’s what I have dealt with most of the evening. I’ve had to close down the store front so I have enough time to make more of the needed medicine for what I am sure will be a huge influx tomorrow.

“Aren’t you going to go to bed?” Felix asks.

The corner just outside the recovery room is where I prepare and make my medicines. I was sure he was asleep, but I guess my light must have woken him. “Soon. I just have to finish these.”

Felix wobbles to the door, looking over me with a strange look in his eye. “It’s so late it’s early,” he grumbles. “What on earth could take that long.”

“I’m just getting the supply ready so I don’t have to make it on the spot. People get testy when I have to do that.” I reach for another bottle, filling it with the handmade capsules. “I’ll probably have to make a whole new batch of that balm tomorrow too, so be prepared to inhale eucalyptus fumes all day.”

Felix takes my hand and pulls it away. “You should sleep. Who cares if someone gets pissy waiting for a medicine they need? They need it, they can wait for it.”

I frown at him. “Would you want to wait on something you needed?”

He smirks and arches a brow.

I sniff and yank my hand back. “You don’t need that.” I turn back to the production table and Felix stands directly behind me. His arms come up on either side of me, his hands slide down my arms while his body presses very close to mine. “What are you doing?”

“Finding balance,” he says with a smug laugh to his voice. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“If that was all you were doing I wouldn’t mind it at all. But I can’t help but feel there is an ulterior motive in the works.” I fill another bottle and seal the jar.

Felix’s body is causing warmth to spread through me. It spreads out from my core, heating my center to a smoldering coal. I bite my lip to keep my focus on filling the bottles, but I’m sleepy and I’m easily susceptible right now to following whatever my body wants. Doesn’t matter what my mind is trying to argue at all.

“Come on, put the jars away.” His hands easily sweep aside the work I’m doing. “You can finish in the morning. I’ll be up too to help.”

“You’re up now,” I murmur.

“But not willing.” Felix easily pulls me aside and into the recovery room.

“Felix,” I huff, attempting to argue. He cuts me off, placing a finger before his lips to shush me.

“Just lay down. Morning is closer than you’re aware.” He makes me lie down in his bed and then he crawls up beside me.

“What are you angling at?” I grump.

“Sleep.” His arm falls over top of me and that warmth radiates through my body again. “I was sick of seeing that light outside the door.”

“I could have gone to my own bed,” I pout.

Felix yawns then chuckles. “Then go.”

I look towards the door, but in the dark it seems so far away. I rest back, letting my body sink into the bed as well as Felix’s embrace. His arm sags and grows heavier as she drifts to sleep. I feel his breath against my neck, his skin against my arm. I fade away as well, slipping deeper into that warmth and darkness.

I begin to wake when I am aware of the wind outside. It beats against the sides of the house, it rattles tree branches to scrapes along the windows. I slowly stir, opening my eyes to the gray light of morning. I blink a few times, almost gasping when I don’t recognize where I am. I remember I fell asleep with Felix in the recovery room and I sink back into the bed.

The wind sounds angry, tossing and turning up everything to make it rattle, shake, and moan. I close my eyes, waiting for the sound of rain to follow it and create a symphony upon the tin roof. Felix’s arm tightens around me and a low moan escapes his throat. I wait for him to wake, to move or release me so I can get up. But until his arm lifts I am trapped here with him.

I move my hand back, touching his leg where the velvety skin meets with smooth pebble like scales. He rolls closer to me, nearly pinning me down upon the bed. His warmth his nice, the scent of him on the pillows is also a surprised welcome. The rain comes, tinkling along the tin as it begins. Felix moans again, this time directly into my ear. His body shifts, his arm locks around me. I would say I felt trapped, but I didn’t. I suppose I felt secure? Safe even? With the wind and the rain his warm embrace gave me comfort and a sense of security.

“You smell so good,” Felix murmurs against my ear.

I twitch and every hair on me stands on end. I hold my breath as his lips drag against my skin. His tongue barely touches my ear, radiating shockwaves through my limbs and making my toes tingle.

“You grew so warm all of a sudden,” he chuckles quietly.

I bite down on my lip. “I take it you’re awake.”

Felix laughs again then drags his lips onto my neck. He buries his nose against my hair and takes a deep breath. He gifts me another seductive moan which curls my toes this time. “Even in my dreams I never woke to something like this.” He purrs into my ear again.

“And what are you going to do about it?” I wiggled my rear, pressing it firmly into his lap. “Just talk?”

Felix’s lips parted against my ear. I felt his tongue first, then the sharp edge of his teeth as he bit down upon my lobe. I whimper at the feeling, squeezing my thighs together as the heat turns into a tight tension.

“I can talk.” His warm breath beats against my skin. “If you want me to.” His hand finds its way under my shirt, touching my soft belly, sneaking up further until his fingers brush just under my bosom. “How about I tell you what I dreamed last night?” His other hand strokes down the side of my hip. “I found a statue in a garden that was all alone. She was covered by vines, by moss, and she had her arms extended out. I took her hands and stood beside her, wiping away the moss and vines until her bare breasts were exposed. I kissed them until the stone grew warm and her hands laid upon my head.” His hand slid up andhis fingers curled around my breast. He squeezed gently, the sharp points of his fingers tapped against my nipple and I trembled. Felix sighs into my ear. “I parted the vines around her legs, finding her thighs were open. She wanted to be touched, to be lavished in affection. I placed my lips upon her mound while my fingers explored between her thighs. The stone trembled as the statue pushed me deeper.” His hand upon my thigh slipped around. His fingers went between my legs and kneaded me through my clothes. He moaned again and I was weak. “I made her vibrate with my lips and my tongue. I made her come. I tasted the nectar that flowed from her sweet walls. I made her come again to hear her scream.”

“Felix,” I gasp for breath.

“I want to make you come with my name upon your lips,” he moans. “Ihai,” it was the first time he said my name. He always called me Doc. I turn my head, kissing him hungrily as his hands tortured me. He kissed back, biting, sighing. He pulls down my bottoms and skin touches skin. He grunts with need, rutting himself to my hind quarters. I feel a heat there, an urgency. He pulls up my shirt exposing my bare breasts. His finger slip back between my thighs, touching me, coaxing me. I bury my face into the pillow, whimpering and whining as his touch finds my weakest point.

“Do you want me to taste you?” Felix whispers. “Do you want me inside?” He moans again and anchors himself tighter to my back. “Tell me your desires and I will feed them with my body.”

It’s been a long time since I’ve been touched like this. Well, at least by someone else. My body is starving for it and it isn’t picky about how this affection is to be given. I take my leg and wrap it around his hip, locking him in place.

“Oh fuck,” Felix growls. His fingers glide across my mound, rubbing the lips, squeezing the plump flesh. “You’re exciting me too much,” he laughs.

“Look whose talking,” I pant. I kiss him again, losing my breath for a moment. “My head is spinning.”

Felix chuckles smugly as his fingers slide inside me, his thumb is left rubbing my clit. I cry out and he places his other hand around my neck. “You’re quivering around my fingers, tightening each time I move my thumb,” he moans. “You’re making my cock drool.”

“You think that’s sexy?” I can barely catch my breath.

He kisses and nuzzles into the curve of my neck. “Does it matter now? All I want now is permission.”

I nod weakly. “Take me. I beg you.”

He sighs, lips against my cheek. “Say it again.”

“Take me,” I bleat. “Fuck me, Felix!”

Felix chuckles, turning my head again to kiss me. His fingers leave my slit and his palm cups around it. “I do not plan to fuck you,” he moans. “I plan to enjoy you.”

I shiver all over. His hand moves away and that heat replaces it. It rubs to my vulva, pressing then sliding against my inner thigh. There’s ridges along the back side and the head feels curved and pointed.

“Take me, Ihai.” He plants the tip inside, slowly moving his hips to inch himself deeper. He’s thick, stretching me open so he can fit snugly inside. “You feel so amazing,” he breathes. “Perfect.” His moan is growing. “Like I was made for you.”

“Don’t be so goofy,” I mewl. There’s drool on my lip.

Felix laughs then kisses my neck and cheek. “I wish my tail did not ache so much or I would so love to see you on top of me.”

“Felix, just move,” I almost sound like I am whining.

“Oh,” his hand rests on my leg wrapped around his. “Like this.” he surges deeper inside so there is no doubt I am full of him. I cry out, throwing my head back upon his shoulder. He pulls out then surges back inside, grinding himself before pulling back out again.

“Felix!” I cry out.

He throws me over, laying me on my stomach as he mounts me from behind. He eases back into place easily, arching my hips off the bed. He drives himself deeply inside me, letting my moan and whimper into the pillow.

“That’s it.” Felix takes hold of my hair, curling it around his fingers until I have to raise my head. “Good, Ihai,” he moans.

The tug of my hair, his one hand gripping hard around my thigh, it all feels so good. His body. His touch. Even his voice sensually touch me and fill me with pleasure. “Harder,” I whimper.

Felix’s hips grant my request. “Harder?”

“Harder!” I cry out.

He pulls my hair tighter, lifting me up and holding me around the waist. He looks down at me, grinning then kissing me. He thrusts into me, shaking me and the bed. My thighs are trembling, I’m not sure how much longer I can last. I can’t breathe without a moan escaping me, a cry of passion radiating through the room.

“Come,” Felix growls into my ear. “I know you want to. Come on me. Come for me.” He licks my cheek. “Let me feel you.”

I’m not sure why his words worked so well, but only seconds later did I give into him. My body erupted, my core surged and opened up. His hand wrapped around my mouth to cover my cries and he laid me back down upon the bed. His own release spilled over my thighs, my belly. I even felt it splash against my lips. He was shaking above me, breathing deeply. His eyes looked hazy, almost fading into a fog.

“Felix.” I stretched my arm out to him.

He eased down, kissing me, stroking my body. He laid upon me and nuzzled his head against my breasts. “I have wanted you for so long,” he confesses.

“Shh, be quiet.” I stroked the back of his head, the fleshy tendrils that looked like hair. I smiled, and nuzzled my cheek to his head. “For the moment, I want to be quiet.”

And it was quiet, for about two seconds.

“Hello? Doctor? Are you here?”

Felix perked up “I am going to kill them!”

“No!” I pushed him back onto the bed and stood up. “I’ll be there in a moment! Please be patient.” I gathered up my clothes, slapping them on me in a hurry so I could go to the front. “I knew it would start early.”

Felix pouts from the bed. “Lock the doors.”

I smile back at him. “Not today.” I kiss him softly. “But later.” I leave the room and I don’t leave the front until later that afternoon. I was right, there were a lot of people sick with this bug going around. I had to make a new batch of medicine, which Felix helped me with packaging. I started a new batch of the eucalyptus balm, which had the whole house filled with the fumes. I kept the door open to air it out, but my eyes still stung throughout the day. Even with the rain and wind, people still came to get the medicine. I was a little bitter I wasn’t able to enjoy the afterglow of my morning, but that was life. I also was pissed I couldn’t take a bath. I felt...messy to say the least.

Once it began to get dark I knew I could close shop. I locked the door and went back to find Felix in the kitchen. “That should be it for the day,” I sigh. “Hopefully.”

He turns from the stove, wiping his hands. “You look tired.”

“I feel tired.” I sit down at the table. “I just want a hot bath.”

Felix stands behind me, rubbing my shoulders. “Go take one then.”

I moan softly. “That feels nice.”

His fingers knead deeper, he even goes down my back a little. “Should I go harder?”

I turn and smirk up at him while he grins. “You should get a bath too. I don’t think you’ve had once since you got here.”

“How about we share then?” He purrs into my ear. “To conserve water.”

I tilt my head back, meeting his kiss which is surprisingly tender. “It’ll be good to soak your tail.” Felix smirks and I put my hand over his mouth. “Don’t say it or I’ll smack you.”

In the tub I lay my back against him. The tub is huge for me, but for him it’s quite cramped. His legs are pulled up and his tail is draped over the back. Despite that, it was nice to be so close to him.

“Let's go to my bedroom tonight,” I tell him. “My bed is bigger and much nicer than those in the recovery room.”

“Ready already?” He chuckles.

“Maybe so,” I tease. “You are rather good at it, after all.”

He moans into my ear. “You know how I feel.” He runs water down my back then smooths his palms along my arms. “It took all of my power not to come until you did. Let alone leave myself inside.”

I bite my lip and giggle. “If you had, I would have made you clean me out.” I turn around, kissing him and pressing my chest to his. “So remember all the extra work if you do that later.”

Felix groans and shudders with a grin upon his lips. “Promise?”

I kiss him again and his hands lock around my hips. I pull back, looking into his eyes as I stroke some droplets from his face. “I do like you, you know that right?”

Felix nods. “I like you very much. I always have.” He runs his fingers through my wet hair. “Being with you like this answers a few of my dreams.” He cups his palm to my cheek. “Touching you, kissing you, making that smile appear, I’ve always wanted that.”

“Why did you never say anything?” I ask.

He shrugs. “It’s what a fool does.” He then rises from the tub and steps out. “Let me brush your hair before we go to bed.”

My heart skips a beat. Those were probably the most romantic words I had ever heard. I followed him then sat down while he took care of my hair. It was long, so long. It took me ages to brush and take care of when I washed it. Having him do it felt almost like a luxury. He even braided it at the end so it wouldn’t get too messy.

“Thank you,” I said softly.

“Another dream.” He kisses the top of my head.

I take him to my room and light a candle. “How does your tail feel?” I ask.

“It feels pretty good.” he answers. “Not as sore anymore.”

“Would you still like a massage?”

His eyes brighten and he nods. “Yes please.” He lays on his stomach, letting me climb on top of him. I kiss down his back, making him shiver.

“It tickles,” he snickers.

I kiss more and a moan escapes him. I knead into his sides, gliding my palms down his broad back. “Everything okay?”

“Yes,” he breathes.

“Good.” I massage him some more, but once I notice him begin to yawn I move and lay down beside him. He snuggles up to me, resting his head upon my breast again.

“When I get my balance back, I’ll try to help fix that chicken coop,” he says to me. “I also noticed a few floorboards loose in the recovery room.”

“You don’t need to find excuses to come around. Just get injured like usual,” I tease.

He laughs. “I may have to stay a few days to fix the floor you know?” He lifts his head, kissing me softly. “If you’re not busy, I may get distracted.”

I kiss him back as he moves on top of me. “What could possibly distract you?”

“A beautiful woman.” He glides his thumb across my bottom lip. “One that’s pear shaped and kind, even if she comes off cold.” Felix smiles lovingly down at me, making my heart feel faint. “I know how warm she really is.”

“Felix,” I murmur weakly.

“Ihai, I want you.”

I nod to him and he lowers down, kissing me and touching me until the heat grows between us again. I look into his eyes, breathing to center myself as I could get lost in his gaze. I smile dreamily, holding his face between my palms and I feel him move me.

“Ihai,” he moans.

“Go ahead, enjoy me.” I wrap my arms around him, gazing into his eyes. Felix’s smile grows and he presses his forehead to mine. “What is it?”

“I just want to remember this feeling,” he says softly. “The way you look in the candlelight, the way your voice sounds.” he smiles brightly. “I can’t believe this is real.”

I kiss him and we move together. His body joins mine and I press myself into his. Felix was made for me, he said so himself. I cannot argue with that, it feels like it when he’s inside. There is no urgency like this morning, no desperation. We take out time, we breathe, we sigh. We go slowly and kiss until we can’t take it anymore. I feel nervous, but he kisses it away. He makes me feel wonderful and so sweet. I fall asleep in his arms, cradled by his strength and gentleness. I wanted to stay awake as long as possible to savour it, unfortunately I was pulled under my exhaustion. Until morning I wouldn’t realize how happy I was. I would wake to kiss him, to snuggle into his chest, and breathe in a new day which was washed clean by the rain.