I was on tumblr looking at some Hero's Cuties pictures when I stumbled across one I couldn't get out of my head. It has inspired this story, and I hope you all enjoy.

Fix-It Felix Jr. is the sweetest, kindest man you would ever have the pleasure of meeting. He would do anything and everything in his power just to cheer someone up. Even if that meant embarrassing himself. He was the epitome of everything good. Yet, no one is completely innocent. Not even good ol' Felix who would probably be the closest person to it. We all told lies, cheated, or been mean to one another once in our lives. Yet, even as Felix closed the door to his room, he couldn't believe what he was about to do. He knew he shouldn't feel guilty about it. Other people had done it before. Heck, those people had probably done it excessively. He, himself, had never taken up the activity. As a boy, he was taught that it was wrong. Yet, everything changed when he met Tamora Jean Calhoun. Boy, she gave him the honeyglows something awful. They had been dating for 8 months now. The happiest 8 months of his life. They had plans to go out, but that changed when Tamora got some unexpected paperwork. She had told him that she wasn't sure if she'd be able to make it, so they just cancelled the plans all together. With nothing to do, Felix had decided to go home. That's when the idea first popped into his head. He had tried to think of something, anything, else, but it was a lost cause. It was with a shaky breath that he sat himself down of his bed.

"Calm down, Felix." He told himself. "This is...natural. You have nothing to be ashamed of for thinking of...this."

He untucked his shirt, and slowly started unbuttoning it. Once the action was done, he put his hands beside him and gripped the edge of his bed. He took another deep breath. No matter what he told himself, the wrongness of the action he was about to partake in sent shivers down his spine. He undid his tool belt buckle, and pulled it off. He gently placed his golden hammer on the bedstand next to him. He undid his pants button and slowly pulled down his zipper. He had a little struggle, but he was able to pull his pants down to ankles. He sat there for a while. Just sitting in his blue boxers doing nothing he wrong. That's when the images of her came up. His eyes closed and he could see Calhoun's wonderful figure as she pushed him down and straddled him. Both of them in nothing, but their undergarments. He could see them kissing. Their tongues exploring the insides of the others mouth as they swapped code. His hand sneaking up her back to undo her bra. Felix's eyes snapped opened. He could of sworn he had heard something. When he didn't hear anything else, he looked down at the tent his now throbbing member had made. It was standing tall and erect. He sighed. He knew he was nothing special. He was at least 6 inches. He took his boxers and shimmied them down a little to let his member out. Suddenly, he heard a creek come from behind him. He turned around quickly, but no one was there. He didn't think he could stand the embarrassment of being caught like this.

"H-Hello?" He called out. "Is someone there?"

He waited for an answer, but none was given. Convinced that no one was actually there and that his fear of being caught was getting to him, he decided to continue. He pulled one of his gloves off, and set it next to his discarded tool belt. With another deep breath, he wrapped his hand around his erect member. He closed his eyes again, and thought back to his sexual fantasy. This time, though, her bra was already off, and his hands massaged them gently. She gasped and moaned his name. Her hand then went down to his member. She started pumping him slowly. Even with his eyes closed and mind busy, he could feel his hand moving on himself. Slowing going up and down, up and down, up and down. Yet, all he saw in his mind was her doing it. Her hand moving on him. He let out little gasps as it continued.

"A-ah..." Felix gasped as pleasure took over him. "Tamora..."

Then he heard his bedroom door swing open.

"You ring, Fix-It?" A voice behind him said.

With his face beet red, he quickly turned around to see his girlfriend leaning on his door frame with an amused smirk playing at her lips. She had on a camo-green tang-top, and black sweat pants. She was also wearing her black, combat boots. She crossed her arms and looked at him expectantly.

"I-I..." Felix said as he used both his hands to try to hide his member. " I th-thought you h-had work. I-I didn't know you would finish so soon. Good golly, ma'am. I-I'm s-s-sorry."

Calhoun just closed the door behind her, and came around to the side of his bed. She sat down next to him, and propped her elbows on her knees to look at him. She smirked as he looked everywhere, but at her and scooted a little away from her to hide his still throbbing member.

"So what'cha thinking about?" She said still clearly amused at his shyness.

"W-Well, n-nothing important..." He stuttered.

He was in a pinch. If he tried to pull up his pants, he'd have to remove his hands, and he wouldn't be able to hide his erect member. Yet, he couldn't just like this with his hands hiding his genitalia forever. He'd have to move them sometime.

"Nothing important, eh?" She repeated as she cast a glance at his lower half. "I wouldn't imagine you saying something like that is 'nothing important.'"

Felix shook his head and threw his hands up and waved them to show he didn't mean it that way.

"No. No. No!" He cried. "I didn't mean it like that at all! I just-"

Sudden realization hit him as he noticed her smirking mischievously down at his torso. He looked at his hands that weren't where they were supposed to be. His face turned a deeper red. If that were even possible.

"I-I'm so sorry you had to see that, Tamora." He said as he tried to pull his pants back up. He was stopped suddenly when Tamora's hands grasped both of his wrists to stop the action. His nervous, blue eyes met her glazed ones.

"Hold on a sec." She said as her hand crept across his leg. "If I may?"

Felix wasn't sure what to do. His mind short-circuited the moment her fingers "accidentally" brushed across his manhood. He gulped and gave a stiff nod. Her smirk stayed as she wrapped her long, slender fingers around his member. She could feel him throbbing in her hand, and took a moment to relish it before she slowly started pumping him. Felix bawled the bed sheets into his fists as she kept going. Her hands were unbelievably soft for someone who shot at mechanical bugs all day.

"Ooooh" He moaned.

He felt her shift her position to be in front of him, so she could have better access and more freedom to move her arm. He felt pure joy and pleasure. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. He almost believed he was just imagining all of this. That is, until he felt something wet and warm go up his member. His eyes popped open, and he saw Calhoun grin as she put her tongue on his base and slowly licked it up to his tip. Felix groaned out her name as she repeated the action. Where her hands were smooth, her tongue was like a cats. It had rough patches on it which only made everything much more pleasurable. Without warning, she took the whole of him into her mouth. He could feel her tongue moving around him in her mouth as her head moved up and down rhythmically.

"Ngh." Felix said as he bit down on his knuckle. He continued to bite down on that hand as his other moved its way to her head, and to stroke her blonde hair. Seeming to like this reaction, she started to move faster on him. Making him pant harder and moan out her name even more. He felt a tightness in his stomach, and the more he seemed to hold it in the tighter it got.

"T-Tamora...I think..." He panted. "I think I'm-"

He was cut out as a loud cry ripped out of his throat, and he shot out straight into her mouth. Felix felt his vision getting black, and he fell backwards onto the bed. He looked at Calhoun as she stood up. She had a victorious grin, and he could see his cum dripping down her chin. The last thing he saw was her licking some of it off of her lips before he completely blacked out.

The next morning, Felix woke up fully clothed in his pajamas and tucked in bed. He sighed. It was just a dream. All of it was just a dream. He started getting ready for work when he caught sight of a piece of paper on his bedstand that wasn't there before. He picked it up and read it:

Felix,

I hope you enjoyed yourself last night. I know for a fact that I did. It's about time, too. We need to have more nights like that. So, how about tonight? I'll swing by your place after arcade hours. Can't wait until then.

Yours,

Sgt. Tamora Jean Calhoun

Felix grinned as he set the note down, and continued getting ready for the day with an extra skip in his step. The day wouldn't be able to end soon enough.

Fin.I hope you all enjoyed! Thank you for taking the time to read about the perverted thoughts that circle my mind. Bye!