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You don’t have to ask permission to touch me. Isn’t that why I’m here?
On the eve of Felix’s first heat, Head Alpha Bang Chan claims his right to the omega’s virginity before his new mate. Nothing between them will ever be the same.
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“It helps me focus,” Chan explained when Felix made him talk about it. It had been weeks at that point of Felix getting off and Chan brushing him away with a little smile when he reached for him, distracting Felix with a kiss or a change in subject as if anything could detract Felix from the cloying reminder of Chan’s pleasure still sitting out of reach.
“It helps you focus,” Felix repeated, not entirely sure what he was saying.
or: Chan engages in long-term, self-inflicted blueballing. Felix is a willing, somewhat enthusiastic participant.
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04 May 2026
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going in the canon chanlix bible - a felix who knows is empowered to intervene in the absolute best way when chan has pushed himself too far. perfection
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From: Lee Felix
To: Bang Chan
Subject: <3
(photo)Her photo fills half his screen. The mirror she posed in front of has specks of dust on the glass. That’s how high the resolution is. He could count the freckles on her naked shoulder.
Felix is wearing those tights, paired with a skirt he hasn’t seen her in yet and nothing else. She’s kneeling on a carpet and the curve of her ass is prominent enough to make the skirt useless, though it doesn’t distract from how her arm is covering her bare tits. He can see just the hint of a nipple. The flare of the flash on her phone covers her face, but Chan knows it’s her.
When he’s alone again, he pulls the e-mail up on his phone, saves the picture and hides it in a private folder. Then he deletes all three e-mails Felix sent and takes a deep, shaky breath.
Chan is half hard in his slacks and he locks the door of his office before unbuckling his belt.
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11 Apr 2026
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Chris waits for Felix to laugh, but Felix doesn’t laugh. If Chris didn’t know better, he’d say Felix looked betrayed.
“You’re straight,” Felix says.
Or, Chris gets drunk with Felix after Felix comes back to Seoul, and he realizes that he’s not the person he’s spent his life trying to be.
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01 Apr 2026
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omg finally found this fic again, my favorite chan in sexuality crisis 😍
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“Did you wake me up just to berate me?" Felix asks, head tilting a fraction. "Or was your plan to debate semantics for the rest of the evening?”
“I didn’t want to wake you—” Chan cuts himself off, hand flexing around the biosync, grooves digging into his palm. “Turn you on. I didn’t want to turn you on at all.”
Felix’s brows lift, a minute shift that makes his face seem more animated. “Then perhaps you’d like to explain why I’m standing here,” he gestures to the room, then to Chan, “taking part in this oh-so-stimulating conversation?”
“State-sanctioned corporate blackmail.”
Felix is unimpressed by this answer.
Chan has spent three years in a seclusion pod when the system sends him Felix, an android designed to keep him company. Or to keep him from killing himself. Chan isn’t entirely sure what the truth is, but he knows better than to trust anything they give him, doesn’t he?
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23 Mar 2026
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SEND HELP THIS FIC HAS ME IN AN ABSOLUTELY CHOKEHOLD. the absolute perfect take on forced proximity, with a sprinkle of philosophizing about the nature of humanity in the most organic way. the hurt and comfort is delicious, the characterization is top-tier, and sleepy’s prose reads like poetry. IF YOU ARE READING THESE WORDS, OPEN THIS FIC NOW (this is also a message to future me- yes, you do want to re-read this again).
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It’s stupid. All these thoughts rattling in his head like a well-shaken Magic 8 Ball. All this obsessing about Chan—whether or not he’s hot (yes, definitely), whether or not he likes Felix (outlook not so good), whether or not he’s silently judging him (signs point to yes). It shouldn’t matter. Come Sunday, he’ll be on a flight back to Australia, a whole ocean away. No reason at all to be this worked up.
But just as Felix begins to fill his glass, he hears something.
And he feels it again. That knowing.
Felix is trying not to take it personally, but it just doesn’t make sense. He barely knows Chan, so why does it seem like the guy can’t stand the sight of him? Cold. Quiet. Chan won’t even look his way. Felix tells himself it’s nothing, that he shouldn’t care. But sometimes, when the room goes still, he swears he’s being watched.
The trouble isn’t that he might be wrong about Chan. It’s that he might be right.
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10 Mar 2026
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i want to spoon this prose into my mouth like it’s cereal, this author is on another fucking level