Lee Felix

You were sitting late at night on the carpet in his living room, propped up with pillows, trying to beat a difficult round of the game. The only light in the room was the dim light from the television.

“Hold the left flank, I’ll cover you!” Felix commanded excitedly.

“Almost ready...” you mumbled, frantically pressing the buttons.

But your fingers slipped, your character fell off the cliff, and the screen flashed "GAME OVER."

Felix slowly put the gamepad down and turned to you, shaking his head.

"We spent forty minutes on this level," he said. His voice instantly dropped to that velvety, low bass that sent shivers down his spine. "And you blew it all."

“It was an accident!” you laughed, trying to crawl away.

But Felix reacted instantly: he grabbed your wrist, pushed you down onto the pillows, and began tickling you mercilessly. You gasped with laughter, trying to fight him off, but he easily blocked your movements.

-Mercy! I surrender!- you cried out.

He stopped, but had no intention of moving away. Hanging over you, his hands on either side of your head, Felix looked into your eyes with a sly grin.

“I won’t let you go just like that,” he said quietly in his deep timbre.

-I demand compensation for the loss.

"And what's the price?" you smiled. "A kiss. And then, alright, I'll give you a second chance."