âYour hands Are so warmâ with Shaxx maybe revealing his face... to reader... and itâs all cute and romantic đ
This is so soooooft, just, shaxx melting in your palms because the first time heâs ever felt your touch on his cheeks is just so warm.
CW: thereâs a bit of a praise kink in this one
Lord Shaxx x Reader - Touch
You were having a great day. Eleven straight, flawless victories in the Crucible. Shaxx was in awe with you, too. He was practically screaming in your ears, showering you in compliments and praise; words that made your heart swell and your stomach simultaneously tie itself in knots. Shaxx was good at giving praise where it was due, but with you? Traveler, it was something else. He seemed to make it his lifeâs work to keep you confident, yet humble. Since the moment you two swore your devotion to one another, it was like he made it his lifeâs work to shower you with flattery and praise.
When you transmatted into the Tower, you were practically running towards Shaxxâs balcony. Not to say that he pushed the other Guardians talking to him aside when he caught sight of you, but he certainly rushed to finish his business with them. You waited for your turn to speak to him, but he was hurrying everyone along. Once they were gone, he slipped his arms around you and lifted you off your feet, swung you around, and laughed heartily.
âTHAT WAS AMAZING!â He shouted. âI HAVENâT SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THAT SINCE IKORAâS CRUCIBLE DAYS!â
You laughed gleefully as he set you down. âTraveler, Shaxx,â you breathed. âIâve never felt so accomplished.â
His tone softened as his hands cupped your jaw and lifted your gaze to meet his helmet. âYou should be proud! I have never been more impressed by you. You have come so far, Guardian, you own the field, now.â
Your face flushed as you placed your hands over his. âPlease, youâre flattering me, Shaxx. Today was just a very, very good day.â
âNo,â his voice rumbled through his chest as he let out a small laugh. âYou are being humble, you are one of the best in the Crucible now.â
A small smile tugged at your lips, though you didnât deny his words this time. He leaned down and pressed the face of his helmet against your forehead. âI have a surprise for you,â he whispered so low you almost didnât catch his words. âCome with me.â
Before you could say anything, he was already pulling you away from his balcony and down towards the lower, less populated areas of the Tower. His hand was firmly placed on the small of your back as he guided you though the dimly lit corridors. He stopped you in place next to a door, typed a code into the pin pad on the wall, and the door slid open. Shaxx tilted his head towards the door, so you followed his direction and went inside. Your eyes scanned the room, it was small, but functional: a bed in the corner that was so neatly made you could bounce a coin off it; a small, but function kitchen directly to your right; numerous weapons and parts littered the workbench that spanned the entire left side of the room; photographs of Shaxx with numerous others were framed and mounted on the wall. You blushed as you approached them and caught a photograph you had taken with him, and there was one of you, as well, looking over the balcony.
âThis is your home,â you murmured softly.
âYes,â Shaxx replied tenderly.
Your shoulders stiffened and you whirled around to see him placing his helmet on the edge of the workbench. You froze in place as you laid eyes on his features. His dark complexion was marred by scars, but looked as soft as velvet. His eyesâTraveler, his irises were such a deep, dark brown that seemed to swallow his pupils, but they glimmered with wisdom and mystery. A scar cut across his right eye, from his forehead to his cheekbone, another followed a similar path over his temple, and smaller scars decorated the rest of him. A thin layer of dark stubble decorated his cheeks and jaw.
He noticed your silence and walked over to you with a smile. His lips were full and made wrinkles appear at the corners of his eyes and lips, but maker, the sight of his smile almost made your knees give out from underneath you. He closed the distance between the two of you in three strides, the closer he got the harder your heart pounded in your chest. âHello, my love,â he whispered. âI thought⊠it was time for you to see who I am.â
You were speechless. You were nearly in tears and you were overjoyed, knowing that you were likely the only one who has seen his face. Slowly, you reached up and cupped his face. Slowly his eyes closed and he leaned into your touch, his hands covered yours as he pressed his face into your palms.
You had never heard him speak so softly as his head turned and he pressed his lips against your palm. âYour hands are so warmâŠâ
You smiled as you combed your fingers through the stubble on his face, and for a moment, you thought you heard him sigh contentedly. He seemed to be melting into your hands like puddy. You pressed your forehead against his. Â
âShaxx,â you started, but his hand slipped off of yours and his thumb pressed against your lips to silence you.
âStop. Just let me stay with you for a while.â
âAm I the only one?â You continued. His eyes opened, he looked at you curiously, and pulled back slowly. âAm I the only one whoâs seen your face?â
His fingers combed through your hair until his hand settled on the back of your neck. Slowly, he nodded. âThe only one alive.â
A smile crept to your lips and you held his face in your hands as you stood up on your toes and kissed him. His hand on the back of your head pressed you tighter against his lips; his arm wrapped around your waist.
âI hope thatâs not an omen for me,â you giggled softly.
A low chuckle rumbled through his chest. âAfter that display today? Never. You could take entire armies and emerge from the dust victorious.â
Warmth flushed your cheeks and your smile turned sheepish. âMaybe.â
Shaxx laughed, full and hearty, and lifted you into his arms. Â âIf I have to spend the rest of my lifetime telling you so, I will. Â You are stronger than you give yourself credit. Â And you are the only one worthy of seeing me.â
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