lads LIs poly (zayne centric)
no reader/MC, fluff and shenanigans
wc. 620
Zayne has never had a problem coping in summertime. He's usually in his office, fully air conditioned, and if he has to be outside, well. It's a good excuse to get more milk tea than he usually buys.
Not to mention his Evol. While he can make ice and snow in a snap, it also makes him naturally cool to the touch.
The other guys also have no problem cooling down in summer, specifically for this reason.
"Valko, stop hogging him."
Rafayel walks in the living room and pulls Valko off of Zayne's lap, ignoring the man's pitiful whine. The fish flops down to replace him, sighing in delight at the coolness radiating from the doctor.
"There was no need to push him," Zayne chides, though his hand goes to cool down Rafayel's back.
"Puh-lease. I barely nudged him." Rafayel replies and settles further, claiming his spot.
"Zayne," Valko whines in complaint, now on the floor. He bumps his head on Zayne's knee, only stopping when he finally placates him by using his free hand to cool him down too.
Zayne sighs. Guess this is how he's spending his day off.
The door opens and Caleb comes in, groceries in hands. He sets them down on the counter, before shrugging his jacket off and rushing towards Zayne and his two... leeches. "Alright, you guys, move. You've had your turn."
"I literally just got here," Rafayel half-replies, half-ignores him. He's already on his phone, comfortable and fully situated.
"I'm still hot..." Valko also doesn't move, his arm now wrapped around Zayne's leg.
"Zayne, I restocked our groceries! I deserve this more," Caleb huffs. Without waiting for a reply, he wedges himself on the sofa, lightly nudging Rafayel so he can cuddle Zayne's side.
Zayne takes another long, heavy sigh. One that everyone knows at this point is a precedent for a long lecture. "You three are not children. You-"
A flash of light. Everyone flinches when Xavier appears in the middle of the living room. He's clearly exhausted, the heat getting to him after an entire day of fighting wanderers. Immediately, he climbs Zayne's lap, Rafayel and Caleb getting pushed further to the sides. Xavier engulfs Zayne in a hug, legs on either side of his lap. And in three seconds, he's already out like a light.
"Hey, no fair!"
"I was here first!"
"Zayneee..."
Zayne closes his eyes and takes another deep breath. But he doesn't move, nor stop his evol, despite now having four fully grown men on all sides of him.
Few minutes later, Sylus enters the room and raises a brow at the sight. Zayne is barely visible on the couch. Rafayel on his right, Caleb on his left, his arms stretched wide to fit them both. Valko is in between his legs on the floor, his cheek nuzzling his thigh, tail wagging lazily. On his lap is Xavier, face buried in his chest and fast asleep.
Sylus chuckles and walks behind the couch, snaking his arms around Zayne's neck. "Room for one more, doctor?"
"Don't," Rafayel answers for him, hugging Zayne tighter. Like he knows Sylus is going to try something. Everyone scrambles to also secure their place, limbs wrapping around any part of Zayne's.
"It seems they've already claimed their own spots," Zayne kisses him on the cheek, as if to offer a sincere apology.
"Shame." Sylus lips curl into a slow smirk. "And I was going to share this milk tea and macarons with you." He presses a quick kiss to Zayne's temple before walking away. "I guess I'll eat it alone in my office."
notes: 18+. nsfw. mdni. m/m. xaver and caleb are in a situationship of sorts. xavier tries to figure out his feelings. rough sex? kinda? bottom!caleb. top!xavier. plotless, just vibes.
the daylight holds you close ✶⋆.˚
xavier/caleb
Xavier doesn’t ask when Caleb suddenly shows up at the door to his apartment. No point in doing so. The Fleet’s reach is more impressive than the Association's, on par with the Backtrackers even. He’d have been more surprised if Caleb hadn’t shown up.
He tells himself that he's doing Caleb a favor. I mean look at this man, he's practically dying for connection, for something. Xavier was just being a good Samaritan, willing and able to help. Right?
One night together becomes two, becomes three, becomes more.
By the third or fourth night Xavier has made some interesting observations about the Farspace Fleet's Colonel.
The first thing is that Caleb only shows up around dusk, on the days the sun clung low to the horizon, as if daylight was trying to hold its favored child close. Xavier can tell he’s in a good mood if his uniform is still warm from traces of sunlight (perhaps from a ride in the clouds?). The bad days are when he's cold, cold to the touch, cold in demeanor, and empty behind the eyes.
Speaking of Caleb's eyes, there's always tears in them and a strange unreadable emotion on his face after they're done with…whatever it they usually do (fucking, mostly). It's like Caleb is trying to cram all of his allocated weekly vulnerability into a compact moment, to experience it all at once so he can get it over with. Physical intimacy? Check. Physical touch? Check. Human connection? Maybe.
Caleb also leaves odd reminders of himself around Xavier’s apartment— almost like a compulsion. Or a half-hearted reminder that they're technically adversaries, on account of him being EVER's lapdog. Twice now, Xavier finds recording devices on his nightstand. Caleb doesn't even bother to turn them on.
Xavier doesn’t trust him. He knows Caleb feels the same way. But he understands. The desperation, the fear, the uncertainty Caleb bears. The lies, the secrecy, the reach of EVER and the Fleet. He knows not what Caleb’s struggles are but can relate to the mask
At least Xavier has Jeremiah. He's not sure who Caleb has.
"Caleb," he says one evening, savoring the name on his tongue as he wipes his fingers, slick with Caleb's saliva, all over the other man's face. It's the first time he’s referred to him by name.
Xavier pulls the limp man up by the hair.
"I think something is very wrong with you."
Caleb says nothing, violet eyes unfocused. Maybe Xavier is the one who isn't self-aware.
"There’s something very wrong with me too."
It's an admission Xavier wasn't planning on making. He's not sure why he said it. But he can no longer pretend that these trysts are the realm of anyone sane. He can no longer pretend that the enjoyment he gets out of it isn't scratching highly specific fucked up part of himself. The part that wants to see others grovel and debase themselves purely for his own personal enjoyment. The one that enjoys playing with his food.
"Did you need it this much?" he asks gently cradling Caleb's face, thumbs delicately wiping the stray tears that had fallen.
Caleb is past words.
Xavier presses a soft kiss to the hair stuck to his temple. "I'm sorry, I should've known."
Caleb is spread low face down on the bed, knees apart, back arched. His head is positioned away from Xavier, and the silver-haired man is very much enjoying seeing the thick dildo pumping in and out of the Colonel's ass. He's gotten better at using his evol to fuck himself. A quick study, as always.
The springs on the bed groan and shift as Xavier sits down next to him, hovering just out of reach.
"I brought a gift," Xavier whispers into the shell of Caleb's ear, placing a devastatingly gentle kiss on his cheek. Caleb sighs happily at the sound of Xavier's voice, shoulders relaxing into the bed.
"Stick your tongue out."
Caleb whines, because he knows what Xavier will do next. It's his absolute favorite way to break him down. He won't make it to the end of the game Xavier is playing with him.
Xavier rolls his eyes and suddenly, forcefully plunges his fingers down Caleb's throat.
Oh, how Xavier loves it when Caleb is like this. What a good boy he is, acting out just enough. Caleb is the one who needs this the most right now, but even in the depths of his need he puts others ahead of his own. Caleb gives him all the right responses, all the right avenues and openings for Xavier to use him, for Xavier to puppet. He can be rough with Caleb in a way that is different, and the rawness of their exchanges is just between them and them alone.
"I guess you better focus harder," Xavier traces up the length of Caleb's cock, feather light. The slight touch hits Caleb harder than any toy--he moans, and for a few fleeting seconds, jerks his hips upward, chasing Xavier's touch. Unfortunately for him, Xavier notices.
With just a slight "tsk" Xavier puts the heel of his palm over the base of the dildo stretching Caleb wide, and slowly pushes.
The feelings running through Xavier's heart are however, in direct contrast to image formed between their physical bodies. In his mind he's have never been more intimate, more close, more honest with Caleb. Physically, well, Caleb is unable to speak, as Xavier's middle and index fingers caress Caleb's tongue. He's so taut with tension that it almost hurts, sweating from the extended use of his evol, knuckles white from gripping the sheets. Caleb's world shrinks down to the fullness in his ass and the taste of Xavier's fingers.
Caleb starts to drool and Xavier groans at his surrender.
"I have to do everything for you, don't I?" Xavier tsks, before firmly pulling on Caleb's tongue. The blush on Caleb's cheeks is so beautiful, so raw, so honest. Underneath, he'd always been such an honest, earnest boy, at his best when he can fulfill orders.
Honest in a way Xavier could never imagine being.
For now, this will have to be enough.
notes: this has languished in my drafts since...last March? Spiritual successor to many tricks and tools and joys. I had half an idea to make this a situationship/getting together starapple fic but just lost a lot of steam and so here it is as a short, abandoned drabble instead.
tysm for reading! comments and reblogs give me life. for more, check out my masterlist.
CW: anal sex, begging, teasing, pet names, spit, inappropriate use of evol, sylus feeds on Rafayel's flames, sylus bottoms from the top, deep feelings after sex, dominant raf, soft needy sylus.
P.S. I typed this whole thing on this post, no revision barely proofread.
"I've waited so long to have you again.." a rough breathy mumble dripping with desire sends a wave of arousal through Sylus as he looks into those gorgeous eyes. The swollen cock against his ass urges him to grind back against it, his thighs squeezing Rafayel's waist as his hands fist in the purple locks. "Quit the teasing... just fuck me.." sylus whispers against the lemurian's lips, his lustful gaze locked in a standstill of who will give in first.
Rafayel chuckles and presses his forhead harder against the dragon and then sits up, he watches Sylus's reaction as he lets a thick string of drool drip onto his cock.
"Mmf!" Sylus bites his lip and a whimper cracks out, his huge cock in his hand throbs from the sensation of his mate's spit being rubbed onto his ass. He pushes his hips back using leverage from his other hand gripping the pillow, his back arches a little. "Mmgh.." a playful growl leaves him and he smirks, his right eye gleaming with feral arousal.
Red and black mist starts to collect around them, the scales on Rafayel's chest start to manifest and glow faintly. "There's my little toy... good dragon.." he purrs as he slides a hand up Sylus's body until their fingers lace together.
"You've been waiting just as long..." the melodic voice was joined by a gentle glow of magenta flames dancing across Rafayel's body.
Sylus's eyes flutter and the softest breath of a moan leaves him as his mist starts to mingle with Rafayel's flames. The sensation was exquisite... tingles flow up his spine and give him a dizzy, love drunk expression. "Spit on me again..." he whispers, a soft chuckle under his breath.
Rafayel giggles, his face flushing deeper as he reaches for Sylus's hand thats still lazily stroking. "I have a better idea.." he teases as he brings Sylus's hand to his mouth, he pushes the head of his cock into the dragon as he lets out a needy groan. "So tight, Sylus..." a trail of spit leaves his lips as he presses an open mouth kiss to his palm.
Sylus wraps his hand around Rafayel's jaw, letting him drool onto him as he arches his back a little to push back taking him in another inch. His vision blurrs for a moment when a sharp thrust stretches him open, the thick lemurian dick glides against his prostate on the way in causing his eyes to roll back and his breath to shuddar on a gasp. "Mmh- Raf!" Sylus whispers, his hand now slick with spit spreads it onto his cock before he grips his lover's ass.
"Yeah, you want it so bad don't you.." his voice was rough with heat as he pulls back and sinks in deeper on the next thrust. "How long have I been teasing you..? 10... maybe 20 minutes..? Hmm..?" A soft chuckle leaves him and he settles fully on top of his dragon, the spit and their sweat slicking as he flexes his abs against Sylus's thobbing cock.
The dragon moans softly, nuzzling against Rafayel's face and he pulls him closer trying to take him deeper. "Too long... nmh... fuck me, Raf.." the sentence shakes and his gasping turns into soft sounds of pure desire.
The blue and pink irises darken and a feral grin illuminates the sea God's features, his free hand anchors to Sylus's waist and he shifts the angle.
"I've got you... mmh... just feel me baby..." long, slow strokes cause him to start moaning in between breaths. The pulsing veins of his cock feel so sensitive inside Sylus, his flames start to get brighter becoming a magnet for Sylus's mist. "Fuck yes.. mmh...." he whimpers feeling the gentle pull of his dragon drinking in his energy.
Sylus's fingers dig into Rafayel's ass for a moment when he finally feels their bodies fully pressed together, he groans roughly as his thighs tremble around the other man's waist. "Don't stop now... mmh.." he whimpers, his body now buzzing with desperate arousal.
A naughty look crosses the lemurian's face, he sits up a little and slips both arms under Sylus and flips them. "So fucking greedy..." he mumbles, his eyes glazing over with lust.
Sylus braces himself with one hand on Rafayel's chest over a glowing pattern of scales, the other laces in Rafayel's hair as he crashes their lips together in a heated kiss. Rafayel's hands grip hard on the back of Sylus's thighs and he starts to fuck up into him.
"Nngh- mmh!" The shattered groan from Sylus makes the other growl into the kiss, their tongues tangled together for a few thrusts before Rafayel breaks the kiss, pressing his forhead against Sylus's.
Sylus rolls his hips back to meet every motion, their shared breath getting hot and ragged from pleasure and amplified desire. "You're so fucking hot for me..." the fiendish whisper leaves Sylus along with a puff of thicker devour mist that spills from his skin.
"Insatiable, mmh.. greedy dragon..." he flares his flames hotter, letting his energy pour into Sylus and watching the way he melts. "That's it... take everything I give you.." he pulls on Sylus's thighs, spreading him open more and tilting his hips under him to fuck up into him harder.
The red irises roll back and his eyes slip shut, his nails digging into his chest as he rocks back against him quicker. His leaking cock leaks between them, teased with every move of their joining. "Mmph!" He goes to speak but all that comes out is a wonton moan, a deep purr of bliss as the sensations burn hotter between them.
"Fuck... mmh.. Sylus.." his name is followed by a resonant sound somewhere between a song and a curse. Rafayel growls softly, wrapping his arms around them and flipping them back over.
"Fuck yesss!" Sylus groans, completely gone from the way he's being used and worshiped all at once. His thighs part easily when Rafayel hooks them over his arms, leaning down a bit and gripping his waist as he pounds into him.
The dragon grips the pillow with one hand and the other wraps around his cock as he stares up into the intense gaze. His thumb swirls the sensitive head, spreading arousal fluid as his wrist moves in squeezing strokes that match the throb of his arousal.
"So sexy... you're build like a fucking God, Sylus.." he makes his point by moving his hands to the top of Sylus's thighs and anchoring him in place as he gives longer, deeper strokes. "I can do whatever to you.. never have to worry about being too rough.." he mumbles, his voice shaking now from the effort of holding back his release.
He pulls back all the way and slams forward, grinding his cock into Sylus causing the dragon to growl in that tone that makes him lose it completely.
Sylus wraps his arms around Rafayel and tugs him down, gripping his ass and fisting his hair as he feels the rythem getting more urgent. "Uhhhha.. ffuuuccck Rafffff" sylus groans, his jaw goes slack as his body is overcome with pleasure. His grip tightens and a full body shiver runs through him, his breaths hitching and cracking into sexy grunts a whines.
"Gonna fill you.... mmh... cum with me.." the lemurian was unraveling, continuous needy moans spill from his lips as his hips give sharp, shallow thrusts that keep most of him buried deep inside. "Mmph... sssylusss.." he whimpers, pressing his forhead against the dragon's as his muscles coil tight and tremble with impending orgasm.
Their bodies rock and grind into one another, sharp gasps and rough groans leaving them as they cum together. Sylus's nails rake down Rafayel's back as his cock erupts with thick pulses, soaking them both in evidence of their pleasure. The lemurian's voice cracks on a moan as Sylus's ass clenches rhythmically, he pulls back half way and fucksninto him in uncoordinated thrusts for just a few seconds before he slams back into him emptying his release deep inside his dragon.
Their lips lock together again, both of them moaning into the kiss as they ride the wave of sensation. The flames slowly cool and the mist flows back into Sylus lazily as if they didn't want to seperate just yet.
A long moment passes before either of them speak. Bodies go lax and heartbeats settle into post-coital haze that makes the moment feel dreamy and warm.
"My treasure.." sylus whispers into Rafayel's ear, he kisses his forhead "i promise not to be gone that long again.." he mumbles, his gaze softens more "not without making a trip to see you..."
Rafayel believed him, as much as he wants to keep his gaurd up and not put full faith into someone, he chooses to believe. "And not without telling me the truth about when you will return... as long as I know that, I can breathe easier..." his voice was soft and soothing, vulnerable in a way he reserves only for his lovers.
"Okay.. I promise.." sylus whispers before sealing it with a kiss. He chooses from this point forward to be more open with Rafayel, he deserves to know where he is and if he's safe... he's still just getting used to having someone else so close. "I love you.." he whispers when he breaks the kiss.
Hey! I absolutely love your character analysis of the boys, and as an (extreme) Sylus bias myself, I really had to binge read your whole blog 😅
You can feel free to ignore this if you're uncomfortable or just don't want to answer it— there's a lot of bl shipping going around, and as a closeted fujoshi myself, I wanted to know who you think, among all five boys, are more compatible with each other personality-wise and such...
Sylus and Zayne seem to be a very obvious and unproblematic fit, a very calm and mature relationship there. Zayne and Caleb have the childhood-friends to lovers thing going on, or I suppose rivals to lovers is more fitting. Rafayel and Sylus is starting to sound a little chaotic, even though ENTJ x ENTP is kind of popular? 😂
Aw thank you!! 🥹
And ooooh that's such a good question! I'm not the most familiar with BL tropes, though I do write a good bit of original MM and in a Why Choose I always want those swords crossing, lmao 🤣
I do love the idea of Zayne and Caleb sort of fighting over MC for so long as rivals that they don't realize they're falling for each other (until they do)--it's giving Challengers
Raf x Sylus sounds WAY too chaotic 🤣 Mostly because I don't think Sylus would stand for Rafayel's whining, and while Raf's asking for a brat tamer, he'd want to be indulged more than Sylus would do, I think. (Indulged in a pat-pat that sounds very hard kind of way, specifically.) Raf would also hate sharing the spotlight when Sylus is up to his mischief.
From the brat tamer angle, Zayne x Raf would actually be really cute, and Zayne would def need to be reminding Raf to eat and sleep and not just be painting all the time. He'd indulge Raf enough, but also put his foot down. And then when things get going? That is a PASSIONATE pairing.
I don't want to neglect Xavier, though it always takes me the longest to get my head around him. 🤔 I could see him happily indulging Raf and being his "bodyguard", hehe. Xavier x Sylus might be a dark horse--Sylus likes a capable Hunter, Xavier's a bit of a puzzle to unravel, Sylus would love the possessiveness, and things would get FREAKY. Could be a very good time. And you can even get some of the mutual destruction in there with them being rivals, both with powerful Evols, one light one dark, always trying to figure out who's the strongest, who's actually on top... it works. 🫦
Alright I gotta ask! Someone feed me some propaganda on the Starfish dynamic! It's a cute pairing I see in art every now and then but I have not delved into any fics or headcanons yet I am still passively curious. Crowfish is my main li x li ship and Snowcrow and Snowapple are fun side pieces but I know nothing of Starfish.
So gush about them to me! Comments, reblog, tags, asks, anything! With or without MC, either way is fine, I wish to see the Light from beneath the Sea. ❤️👀 Actaully, any li x li ship that isn't listed above is good to tell me about.
