i love your writing it actually made me feel.. things... but honestly i badly wanna be xiao's painslut. like he can use me all he want. slap me? go ahead, i'd love it more.
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character: xiao genre: explicit porn with plot, fluff at the end (and a little angst if u squint) summary: you come back home after staying w a friend in mondstadt for a week and xiao blows a fuse upon seeing that it was a male friend warnings: no prns or gendered terms, afab reader; miscommunication; jealous + possessive (and mean) xiao !!; xiao using you to blow off some steam (id blow him); slapping; spit; orgasm denial / ruined orgasm(s); overstimulation; degradation (name-calling; bitch, slut), dumbification; xiao shoves his fingers in ur mouth 🥳; cervix fucking ????; creampie(s); belly bulge; cockwarming; rlly sweet aftercare w/c: 5.8k a/n: uh. idk how this fic got to be this long. with a real plot. but anyway. a big thabk you to my beloveds @ajaxsbeloved , @/scarawh0re , and @artiepooh for helping me come up w ideas and for helping me beta read i love yall 🤞🤞🤞 // also im posting this as a 900 follower special 🥳🥳
"archons, you're pathetic," xiao spat, glaring down at you. the week he had had ............ was full of new emotions; something that can be rather stress-inducing for xiao when left alone since he doesn't know how to put a name to what he's feeling or if it was normal to feel that way or not. but what xiao did know was that he had a very lonely week, and while that was nothing new, it was different this time: it was your absence that made his heart ache.
a week ago, you had left to visit and stay with your friend back in mondstadt, and xiao knew this. you had made sure to tell him several times that you'd be gone for a week and that you'd be staying with your friend in mondstadt as to not disappear on him out of the blue. but now, finally, you were coming home, and xiao was much more excited than he'd care to admit.
watching you walk up the path to the inn from the balcony, xiao was struck with such a sudden, sharp pang of anger upon seeing that the "friend" you were walking back with was some man !? what the fuck. was the first thought that ran through xiao's mind as the wooden handrail cracked and splintered beneath his grip.
head snapping up to observe the inn from where you stood at the base of the stairs on the pavilion, you could've sworn you had heard the sound of something snapping, but after not spotting anything unusual, you adjusted your focus back onto your friend.
"oh! i almost forgot! i got these for you!" he spoke excitedly, reaching into his bag and pulling out a bouquet of flowers.
"cecilias! oh, they're so lovely!" you exclaimed, gingerly taking the bouquet from the tall blond. cecilia flowers were your favorite! you had missed them so much since you had settled down in liyue. "but when did y– how did– i didn't even notice! when did you find the time to get these?"
"right as we were leaving the city, when we were at the gates, and i told you i "forgot" something," he beamed.
"so that's why you told me not to wait up on you! thank you so much, oh my gods, these're perfect! and they smell so nice — oh, i can't wait to show xiao!" you were ecstatic over finally being home and your heart melted at the prospect of seeing xiao again soon. truth be told, he hadn't left your mind once since your trip to mondstadt. sure, you missed home, but you missed xiao even more; you'd even go as far as to call him home.
"i'm so glad we got to hang out this week," you said, wrapping your arms around his broad frame and pulling your friend in for a hug.
"'m glad we got to hang out too," he sighed, hugging you back tightly. "i missed you, y'know."
"i missed you too," you chuckled, stepping away from the hug. "stay safe on the way home, okay?"
"i will, i will," he smiled, beginning to walk away, "tell your boyfriend i said hi, yeah?"
chuckling nervously, you only nodded in acknowledgement as the blond waved you goodbye before heading back the way he came. turning around, you made your way up the staircase, but just as you reached the top, you bumped right into xiao! you hadn't even noticed him standing there, too wrapped up in your own thoughts (mostly about him).
"xiao!" you exclaimed, looking up at him from your place on the stairs. "i missed you so, so much! and look at these pretty flowers my friend gave me! aren't they so lov—"
"who. the fuck. was that?" xiao growled, arms crossed and stern expression unwavering. you could feel the hostility rolling off of him in waves, and you knew he was seething with jealousy. but before you even got any sort of chance to explain, xiao had already snatched you up by your arm and was dragging you off into the inn.
"he's my friend! the one i was staying with in mondstadt! xiao!" but your cries fell on deaf ears. how was xiao supposed to know that was just a "friend"? after he gave you flowers?! and hugged you goodbye? absolutely not.
"friend!?" he hissed, his grip on your arm becoming painfully tight. "do friends embrace one another and gift each other flowers? am i just a friend, then?" xiao's blood was boiling, his possessiveness consuming him entirely; you were his, godsdammit!
now, xiao had you nearly folded in half beneath him; with one leg pinned against your chest — he was sure to leave bruises where his fingertips were — and the other was tossed over his shoulder. the pace he was pounding into you at alone was more than enough to make you sob and cry out, but combined with the position he had you in? xiao had you seeing stars with how deep his thrusts were.
"aa–aah! xiao! ple—ease!" you wailed, voice cracking. surely if he fucked you any harder, he'd knock the air right out of your lungs (talk about rearranging your guts)!
"gods, you– hah, you're so fuckin' noisy," xiao groaned, biting down harshly onto a particularly tender spot on your neck; but just as you opened your mouth to cry out and complain about him biting too hard, he had already shoved two of his fingers in your mouth and was pressing down on your tongue.
eyes rolling into the back of your head at the feeling of xiao fucking both your mouth and your cunt, you went slack-jawed at the overwhelming pleasure. not expecting you to suddenly relax your mouth like that, xiao's fingers slid right over your tongue and his nails hit the back of your throat.
gagging around his hand, xiao brought his fingers to rest on the front of your tongue as your drool covered his fingers and began to pool out from your mouth.
"'m sorry," he muttered, eyes darting away from your gaze as he slowed his movements and moved the hand pinning your thigh to your chest to rest on your hip instead as a silent apology.
"'s okay," you mumbled around his fingers, bringing a careful hand to his cheek. watching as he leaned into your palm, you took notice of just how flushed his cheeks were, and how heavily he was breathing. pushing his fingers the rest of the way out of your mouth with your tongue, you brought your other hand to his face before pulling him in for a kiss.
parting your lips as you felt his tongue brush over your lower lip, you moaned into the kiss whenever you felt xiao suck your tongue into his mouth. smiling and paying no mind to the thin string of spit that followed your lips as you pulled away, you gazed deeply into xiao's amber eyes, the lustfully foggy haze beginning to recede as he caught his breath and began to (emotionally) recollect himself.
"what's got you all worked up?" you questioned softly. even though you had a (very) pretty good idea about what was bothering him, you'd much rather hear xiao confess his own troubles.
mumbling something unintelligible, you were about to ask him to repeat himself until he suddenly withdrew his aching length from your sloppy cunt before slamming back into you again with a renewed vigor.
"wha—ah! x–xiao!" you sobbed, grabbing onto his biceps for support. you were grasping at straws trying to stay coherent enough to talk to the yaksha. "c–c'mon, 's the ma— mmfh!"
"you talk too much," xiao grumbled, shoving his fingers back into your mouth mid-sentence. he was back to being rough with you again, but this time his gaze was much softer and his eyes were glassy with an emotion that you couldn't quite place (something akin to adoration, perhaps?).
whimpering as xiao's fingers began to massage your tongue, you let out a squeal when you felt his free hand pinch a trail up your inner thigh before ghosting over your clit and pinching your nipple hard enough to make you cry out and arch further up against him.
"you're so fuckin' nasty," xiao spat, glowering down at you as he forced his fingers further down your throat, taking pleasure in the way you choked and drooled around his digits. now, while xiao was normally a little hesitant to be so rough with you, he was absolutely brimming over with anger, and jealousy, and ......... and heartache.
"why wouldn't you tell me your friend was a guy? that you were — were staying with some man?" oh. but xiao didn't let you answer, instead his fingers began to toy with your neglected clit, while he continued, "were you– ah! were you gonna tell me at all?" he panted, voice wavering.
removing his fingers from your mouth to give you a chance to speak, you sobbed, "'m sorry! 'm so sorry, baby! to—ooh, fuck! nnhg f–feels good!" you were clinging to the last shard of your coherency; you wanted to talk xiao down so bad, to explain things to him, but fuck if he wasn't making that so insanely difficult. (truthfully speaking, there would be no "talking him down," while he was like this, and a part of you knew that. maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let him fuck out his emotions and then comfort him after ............) "t–tohma's just — he's my fr—!"
smack! before you could even process what had just happened, xiao already had a genuinely bruising grip on your jaw, and his face was so close to yours that you could make out the lightest little dusting of freckles scattered across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose.
"don't," he growled, grip somehow getting tighter (it was enough to bring a wave of fresh tears to your eyes). "don't you fucking dare say his name." and to emphasize his point, xiao spat right on your cheek!
nearly squealing at the wet feeling of his spit on your cheek, you gasped out an "ew!" as xiao began to nip at your jaw and trail bitemarks down the side of your neck.
"xiao, b–baby, you ca– aa! can't get so wor–worked u—! mm, fuck! xiao! please baby! you—you can't get so possessive over me like this ev–everytime i'm with—"
"with someone who isn't me? with some other man?" he growled, digging his nails into your hips, and lifting them up off the bed, as he slammed into you like he was intent on breaking you. "and why not, hm? you and your drooling cunt sure don't seem to mind." xiao emphasized his statement with a thrust so hard you actually felt the air get knocked out of your lungs as your eyes crossed and rolled into the back of your head.
"aa–aah! hhnh f–fuck! xiao! xiao!" you sobbed, clinging onto his shoulders, nails leaving little bloody crescent marks. you could feel the tip of his dick bullying its way into your cervix every time he thrust into you, and it was turning your brain into absolute mush. any and all coherent thoughts or desires to talk him down from this little temper tantrum he was throwing right now were tossed out the window as you gave into the mind-numbing pleasure and let xiao continue to abuse your poor cunt and puffy clit.
you let out a long, drawn-out whine of frustration whenever xiao stilled his movements and gave you a moment to breathe for the nth time right as you were about to cum.
"have i finally fucked you stupid?" he smirked, face suddenly millimeters from yours again.
nodding dumbly in acknowledgement of his words, you didn't even fully comprehend his question; right now, the only things you could focus on were how close his lips were to yours, and how badly you wanted to kiss him, how good he was fucking you, and how badly you needed to cum.
"pl–please! please, xiao! n–need it so bad!" you begged, legs beginning to shake.
"need what, bitch? how am i s— fuck! fuck, y–you're so tight! — am i supposed to know what you want unless you use your words, hm?" xiao mocked, pinching your clit and laughing at you when a pitchy, broken moan left your lips and your back arched all the way off the bed while you clung to and shook against him as you reached your peak, gushing all over his cock — but xiao did nothing to help you ride out your high, instead he pulled out entirely while you hiccupped and sobbed beneath him.
"aa–aah! fuck! n–not fair!" you sniffled as tears fell freely from your eyes and clouded your vision over. "xiaao! you're— you're so mean!"
"mean? you think i'm mean? i'll show you mean," he sneered, grabbing the backs of both your thighs and pinning them against your chest before burying himself balls deep in your oversensitive cunt with no warning.
"aa—! hhnh f–fuck! xiao! s–sensitive! 'm too sensitive! pl–please! 's too much! o–oh! c–can't ta—"
a resounding smack! cut you off mid-complaint, followed by a sharp sting on your cheek.
"you'll take whatever i fucking give you, so quit your bitchin'," xiao growled as he felt your pussy flutter around his cock, gummy walls trying to suck him back in everytime he pulled out. "a–ah, shit. don't tell me you like being treated like this? l–like being slapped around like a stupid lil' slut?"
"n–no! i don't!" you lied, ears burning and face flushed at his shameful words. you loved it whenever xiao was rough with you like this, but you were absolutely humiliated at how turned on you were and how close you were to cumming again, so you continued to lie. "i— aah! i d–don't like it!"
"lying again? i thought you knew better than that, mm?" another smack!
"a–again?" you choked out, biting down on your lower lip to try to stop it from trembling as a fresh set of tears ran down your pretty cheeks. what was xiao talking about? your brain was far too fogged over with pleasure to try to recall when, or if, you had lied to him tonight.
"earlier. about your "friend,"" xiao spat out the last word like it was venom in his mouth, and you felt his nails dig so hard into your thighs, you were sure he broke skin.
even then, it still took you a moment to process who xiao was talking about; your body jolting with each thrust, and your mind totally hazed over, right on the edge of cumming again.
"o–oh!" you gasped, things finally clicking. "y–you mean to—ooh! t–tohma, fuck!" what awful timing. right as you had began to say tohma's name, xiao had pressed the calloused pad of his thumb against your throbbing clit and started rubbing quick, tight circles against it, triggering your second orgasm of the night.
uh-oh. you watched as xiao's eye twitched in anger and an animalistic growl left his throat as he bared his fangs at you and bit down hard on the column of your throat.
"you just can't get his fucking name out of your mouth, can you?" he fumed as you let out a loud squeal, your eyes screwing shut from the overstimulation, and also so you wouldn't have to look at xiao — his gaze was piercing and animalistic, and it made you squirm beneath him in anticipation of whatever he was planning on doing to you next.
unappreciative of your lack of response, xiao ran his tongue over the place he had bitten and twisted one of your nipples between his fingers. "can you?"
"n–nngh! n–no! 'm sorry! ah! o–oh, xiao! xiao! you— aah! ah! ooh, f–fuck baby, please! s–so sensitive! n'more!" you were delirious and cross-eyed with pleasure, and your words slurred as you whined pathetically.
burying his hand in your hair, xiao yanked on it harshly before growling out, "i'm gonna make you cum again, n' this time," he emphasized his words with another particularly sharp thrust that made you keen, "you're gonna moan – ah! fuck! – my name. got it?" the hand that was in your hair slid down to your cheek to pat it condescendingly while you nodded feebly at his demand.
chuckling at the fucked out look on your face, xiao leaned down to press a kiss to the corner of your lips; but you didn't give him the chance to pull away, wrapping your arms around his neck and sloppily pressing your lips against his, instead. teeth clacking for a moment at first, it didn't take long at all for xiao to melt into the kiss — no matter how angry or jealous or ill-tempered he may be, xiao would never pass up a chance to kiss you; your kisses always seemed to work some sort of magic over him, often bringing him back to his senses or grounding him, and this kiss was no exception.
you felt xiao moan into the kiss whenever your fingers tangled themselves in his hair, tugging at it weakly in a futile attempt to pull him closer against yourself. parting your lips slightly, you brushed your tongue over his bottom lip, before deciding to take the initiative and stick your tongue in his mouth.
your confidence was very quickly dashed, however, whenever xiao nipped at your tongue before sucking on it. now you were the one moaning into the kiss as xiao trailed two fingers down your side, pinching anywhere he could, before finally coming down to play with your clit.
"mm, fuck. 'm close again, baby," you murmured against his lips, but xiao didn't hear a thing you said, too wrapped up in his own thoughts of how he was gonna ruin you. just barely pulling away, he grabbed your face in a way that squished your cheeks and made your lips pout.
"open your mouth," he said, voice soft, but firm. nodding, you did as he said, and you even stuck out your tongue! (you had a feeling you knew what he was about to do.) but instead of spitting in your mouth the way you expected, xiao parted his lips and let his tongue loll out of his mouth, watching with an almost feral glint in his eyes as a thick glob of spit fell from his tongue and onto yours.
moaning at the feeling of his spit falling onto your tongue, a shiver ran up your spine when xiao leaned in again to whisper in your ear telling you not to swallow it.
nipping at your earlobe to punctuate his command, xiao let out a quiet moan at his own, rapidly approaching, orgasm. it was a wonder he hadn't cum sooner, really; normally he was so sensitive and could hardly last five minutes — something he made up for with his inhumane stamina.
biting down on the sweet spot of your neck, you gasped and your tongue lolled out of your mouth at the feeling of xiao sucking over the same spot instead of biting you somewhere else like he usually would have (he was the type to bite you, not to take his time leaving real hickies).
after deciding that the mark he left was dark enough, xiao moved to another spot, and then another, gradually biting and sucking his way up your neck. but whenever he reached your jawline, xiao paused for a moment, a devious little idea coming to mind; it was when you opened your mouth to ask him to keep biting you, much to your embarrassment, that xiao licked a long stripe up from your jawline to your cheek, and it was the whimpers and moans of near-disgust from you that had xiao's hips stuttering as he came hard inside you.
"aa–aah! fuck, you feel so good! s–so, so good!" xiao's words of praise paired together with the feeling of him cumming so deep in you was enough to make you arch violently against him and cum for a third time tonight; but once again, xiao didn't bother to help you ride out your orgasm, because he had pulled out right as you came, and shifted his position so that he was eye-level with your cunt, watching as your pussy spasmed and convulsed around nothing and his cum began to drip from your hole.
"xiao! xiao! aa–aah—! nnhn n–not fair!" you sobbed, eyes glassy and vision unfocused. "please! pl–please xiao! you're not– not fair at all!"
"not fair? you don't think i'm being fair?" he mocked, looking up at you from between your legs. all you could do was nod weakly in response, too fucked out to properly reply. "what isn't fair," he began, two fingers scooping his cum back inside you, "is that you've cum thrice now, and i've only gotten off once," he finished, licking a long, hot stripe up your cunt before taking your puffy clit into his mouth and letting his tongue play with the poor bundle of nerves.
"aah! ah! sens — sensitive! ah! xiao! n'more, n'more! please! c–can't! hhnh fuck!" your hands flew to xiao's hair in a pathetic attempt to push him away, but xiao wasn't paying you any mind. instead, he blew a puff of cold air on your clit and chuckled meanly when your whole body jerked in response.
releasing his grip on your thighs, xiao righted himself and pulled you onto his lap, your chest flush against his. looking at him with bleary eyes, you tilted your head in confusion, fucked too dumb to understand what he wanted you to do. giving your hips a squeeze, xiao lifted you up enough to where he could line his still–hard cock up with your dripping cunt.
you mewled weakly and dug your nails into his chest in protest, but a small, sadistic smirk played at the corners of his lips as xiao dropped your full weight onto his cock, his tip kissing the entrance to your cervix.
"aah! xiaao! o–oh! please! 'm so — 'm so fuckin' sensi— ah! ah! too sensitive! hhnh fuck! xiao! c–can't!"
smack! your head flew to the side from the force of the impact, and you let it hang there limply while xiao told you that he was "tired" of doing all the work and that it was "your turn" to get him off.
shaking your head and burying your face in the crook of his neck, you let out a breathy, broken whine and jolted in his lap when xiao smacked your ass so hard that it only took moments for a handprint to appear.
"i'm not asking you to, i'm telling you to. it's unfair that i've only cum once, don't you think?"
"aa yes, b–but—"
"but nothing," he sneered, yanking your head from his neck by your hair and taking your jaw in a vice-like grip, "i know you're not this dumb, so i'll tell you one more time: stop acting like a stupid fuckin' slut and do as you're told for once, bitch." xiao punctuated his sentence by spitting on your cheek, his free hand seizing your wrist in an aching grip whenever your hand instinctively flew to your face in a failed attempt to wipe off his spit.
"now," he growled, nipping at the flesh of your collarbones, and it was all you could do to whimper and nod in obedience. bracing yourself, you let out a shaky breath as you forced your legs to lift yourself off his twitching length until just the tip was left in you before teasingly sinking back down on the first few inches. you tried to gauge xiao's reactions as closely as you could; but you were still borderline delirious, drunk on the feeling of xiao's cock — how well he stretched you out, and how good he felt inside you.
you felt your tummy fill up with butterflies and voice catch in your throat whenever your legs gave out from under you, forcing you to take the rest of him, right up to the base.
"aa–aah! ah! mm, fuck!" xiao whimpered, his head falling back as his lips parted in pleasure. "jus— just like that, ah!" his moans were breathy, and rather feminine in nature, and they only served to fuel the fire in your core, desperate to hear more of his pretty noises.
it didn't take much longer until xiao had wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, hands grabbing at whatever they could, pulling you as close as possible against him and keeping you (mostly) in place while his hips rutted up into you as he came for a second time tonight.
"f–feels so good, you feel so good — ah! ooh fuck," he praised, words slurred and mind hazed over in foggy pleasure.
slumping against his chest, you let out a barely audible whine of protest whenever you felt xiao squeeze your hips again, wordlessly telling you that you weren't done yet. scowling at your lack of reaction, xiao clicked his tongue before digging his nails into the flesh of your hips so hard you actually felt a small trickle of blood roll down your heated skin.
"xiao! a–ah! hurts!" your sentences were choppy and breathless, and held no real weight.
"oh? it hurts?" xiao's tone was mocking, but you were too fucked out and cockdrunk to really notice, naïvely nodding against his neck, thinking that he would finally show you some sort of mercy. "'s that why you're droolin' all over me like a bitch in heat, then? why you're still trying to grind against me? i think that you're just lazy and don't wanna be the one doing all the work."
"n–no!" you choked, slinging your arms around his shoulders, and biting down harshly on xiao's neck, face flushed from his shameful accusation. what's worse is that he wasn't entirely wrong either! the line between pleasure and pain had long since blurred, and you weren't sure where the pleasure ended and the pain began, but it really didn't matter, not to you nor to xiao; all you knew was that you felt so good and you didn't want it to end.
"no? you do wanna do the work?"
"no!" you echoed, glassy eyes locking with his own honey-colored irises. the look xiao gave you was enough to send shivers down your spine — he looked just about ready to devour you whole; with his pupils blown wide, and hair that was far beyond disheveled, you watched as his kiss-swollen, spit-soaked lips curled into a coquettish smirk.
"so what do you want, hm?" xiao was just toying with you at this point, twisting your words and using them against you, laughing at you as your lip quivered and a fresh set of tears threatened to spill over your lashline.
"you! i–i want you, xiao! please!" your voice was hoarse and scratchy, and your tongue felt heavy in your mouth, but none of that mattered. all you wanted, all you could think about, was xiao.
you felt a deep chuckle reverberate in his chest and the next thing you knew, you were flat on your back again, with xiao's face barely an inch away from yours. leaning in to close the gap, you whined in desperation and disappointment whenever xiao pulled away from you, an almost taunting smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
"k–kiss! i wan — wanna kiss!"
"always so needy," he teased before leaning back in and capturing your lips in a messy, hungry kiss. unbothered by the slight clacking of teeth, xiao was quick to lick his way into your mouth, keen on swallowing up all your pretty moans and whimpers.
your fingers found purchase tangled in his pretty teal and black locks while your legs wrapped themselves around his waist, heels digging into his lower back, in attempt to somehow pull him even closer against yourself.
whining whenever he broke the kiss, xiao hushed you by placing his index finger over your lips, before cupping your jaw in one hand.
"stick out your tongue," he breathed, and you did as he said without hesitation. xiao leaned in just a little bit more, his mouth right over yours. watching his tongue fall from his mouth, it took every ounce of self restraint you had to not snap your mouth shut when you felt his drool ooze onto your tongue. his spit was cool against your hot tongue and the feeling made you cringe internally.
xiao's fingers wasted no time in going to poking and prodding around in your mouth, taking his time to massage your tongue and spread his drool around. looking up at xiao with misty eyes, he felt his dick twitch inside you at the lewd expression on your face, causing a quiet moan to slip past his lips.
"mmnm x–xiao," you mewled around his fingers, giving his hair a sharp tug.
"hm?" he hummed in response, bringing his fingers to rest on your lips. and just like that, you had him spellbound. the feelings xiao got whenever he kissed you never dwindled over time (quite the opposite, really), and he'd even go as far to call it magic; to him, your kisses were truly like a cure-all.
"i — i want you! hhhn so bad! w–wanna cum with you please," you begged, bringing your hands back from his hair to gently cup his face. and fuck, when you begged so sweetly, who was he to say no?
grabbing one of your wrists, he placed a gentle kiss to the pulse point before intertwining his hand with yours and pinning it down on the bed near your head before doing the same to your other wrist. leaning down to kiss you once more, xiao began to pick up his pace as his tongue licked flatly over the roof of your mouth and mapped out all the little grooves and ridges of your teeth.
whimpering into his mouth, your back arched violently up off the bed at the feeling of xiao's cock perfectly ramming into your g-spot.
"aa–aah! there! r–right there!" is what you would've sobbed out if xiao hadn't been so preoccupied with sucking your tongue into his mouth, but he seemed to get the message anyway, pounding into your abused cunt with a renewed force.
xiao moaned loudly at the feeling of your pussy fluttering and clamping down tightly around his oversensitive dick, which, in turn, had you gushing around him and wishing that xiao let himself moan more often.
dipping his head down and breaking the kiss, xiao shuddered at the sight of a slight bulge in your tummy, and it was enough to make his hips stutter as he let out a deliciously sinful whimper. unlacing one of his hands from yours, xiao brought your hand down to rest on your lower stomach before placing his hand atop yours, forcing you to feel him thrust in and out of you.
"aa–aah! xiao! xiao! xiao! ple—ah! please! 'm so close," you wailed as he put a little more pressure on the bulge.
"i — hhnh fuck! me too," xiao groaned, thrusts becoming sloppier and more erratic. "just ha–hang on, okay?" nodding frantically in response, xiao's lips were back over yours as he pounded into you like his life depended on it.
it didn't take much longer until you were both moaning into the kiss as you came with a cry, and xiao's hips stilled as he buried himself to the hilt before cumming deep and hard inside you; but he made no attempt to pull out after, instead flopping down limply against you and resting his head against your chest. but it wasn't like you really minded, both of you were much too tired and fucked out to care about anything else.
"hey," you murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the little purple diamond on his forehead, and xiao glanced up at you blearily as he adjusted his arms to wrap around your waist. "i love you so much, xiao. so, so much. you're my friend too, yeah, but you're also so much more," you yawned, tucking a stray piece of hair behind his ear, chuckling quietly at how quickly his entire face turned beet red and how he tried to bury his head into the crook of your neck so you couldn't tease him for it.
you heard him mutter something against your neck before placing a kiss on the bruised skin, but you didn't get the chance to ask him to repeat himself because he had already cleared his throat and whispered a quiet "i love you too" back.
"you are my home, xiao. not mondstadt, not liyue, but you. as long as i have you, i'll always have a home," you whispered as your eyelids drooped and your fingers ran through his hair, nails lightly scratching his scalp. your eyes shot open, however, when you felt something hot and wet fall against your neck as xiao's arms tightened around you.
gently tugging at his hair to try to get him to look at you, xiao felt his breath hitch when you asked him what was the matter. how was he supposed to tell you that those were the softest, most soul-melting words anyone had ever said to him? how was he supposed to tell you that in all his two thousand years, he's never felt so safe or vulnerable around anyone?
reluctantly pulling his head from your neck, xiao looked at you with glassy eyes and a violent blush on his cheeks, and he only felt his skin grow warmer whenever you cupped his face so gently and kissed him so tenderly he felt his heart melt entirely. he was putty in your hands as you kissed his tears away before finishing with a kiss to the tip of his nose.
"there, no more tears. now let's get some sleep, yeah?" you smiled softly at him, and xiao merely nodded in response, placing his head back on your chest. a comfortable silence fell over the room, and right as you were about to fall asleep, you heard a low, but soft, sound coming from somewhere in the room. it took you a moment to register the sound as a purr and it was coming from none other than xiao himself. a dopey grin fell over your face as you continued to play with his hair until you eventually fell asleep, fully blissed out.
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