character: xiao <33
genre: fluff, a lil suggestive, angst if u squint prompt: how he kisses you
warnings: none for once 😦 (gn reader)
a/n: just a lil sth to feed y'all with while you patiently wait for sfb pt2 (thank you <3)
kisses with xiao most often have an underlying hunger in them — he's desperate for your touch, having spent millennia alone, and it reflects in the way he kisses you. xiao wasn't originally one for any sort of physical affections or gestures, but he warmed up to it slowly over time, and now? now, he adores being by your side — he won't do anything more than link pinkies with you in public, but behind closed doors, xiao can't keep his hands off you.
he's obsessed with physical contact, always yearning for your touch; cuddling on the roof of the wangshuu inn in the dead of night, looking up at the beautiful starry night sky together with a blanket over your laps. you thought the stars looked like diamonds, thought they were stunning, burning so brightly overhead.
xiao didn't much care for the stars when they paled in comparison to you. gazing at you with hearts in his eyes, listening attentively as you talked about whatever was on your mind that night, occasionally prompting him to speak as well. you knew he was more of a listener than a talker, so you didn't have a problem filling that scilence.
kisses with xiao always either end up with his tongue in your mouth (or vice-versa), or are nothing more than a peck on the lips, rarely is there an in-between. xiao's just so addicted to you — your lips, your touch, anything you were willing to give him, he'd take. he loved the feeling of his hands on your body, of skin-to-skin contact.
xiao loves to have you in his lap, or below him on the bed, holding you as close as he can while he kisses you senseless — kisses you until you're trying to shove him off of you because you can hardly breathe. smothers in you kisses until your lips are glossy and swollen and all you can do is whimper and whine. whine for more, whimper from his touch.
xiao loves to suck on your tongue and to hear you moan into his mouth, to nip at your lower lip to hear you squeal. his face is so close to yours, he can feel the heat radiating off it. he can hear your heart pounding, and he can feel it when you guide his hand to rest on your chest.
xiao loves it when you kiss his face, it doesn't really matter where; his cheek, his temple, the tip of his nose, his lips. but he especially loves it when you you cup his face and kiss the little diamond in the middle of his forehead. everytime, without fail, he'll find himself absolutely melting into your touch, like putty in your hands. and if you rest your forehead against his after? he's a goner. tender moments like those never failed to alleviate the pain of his karmic debt — even if only for a moment.
xiao's favorite place to kiss you, not counting your lips, is your neck. he thinks it's incredibly intimate for some reason, kissing up n down your neck and all over your collarbones. he loves to kiss the back of your neck too, that in particular is what he finds to be the most intimate. brushing your hair out of the way to press a soft kiss just below your hairline, the faintest of smiles tugging at the corners of his lips when you shiver from his touch.
character: xiao <3
genre: a lil suggestive ?????? kinda fluffy ???? <3
prompt(s): "i wanna kiss him all over his pretty face w lipstick on so bad" / blushy xiao <//3
warnings: gn reader; lazy writing(?); not proofread a/n: uhhh. yall can decide if this is good or not bc i fr dont know LMAO (im in a lil rut i think)
xiao was standing on the uppermost balcony of the wangshuu inn when you had initially approached him, shyly asking if you could give him a kiss.
his response was almost automatic, a quiet yes leaving his lips before he had even turned around to face you; and, as a result, he had failed to notice the lovely red lipstick that you had worn specifically for what you were about to do.
grabbing his face and quickly pulling him in for a kiss when he turned around, xiao was taken somewhat aback by your eagerness. as your fingers tangled themselves in his hair, you brushed your tongue over his lower lip. giggling at the soft gasp he let out, you didn't waste any time slipping your tongue into his mouth, further deepening the kiss.
xiao could feel you smirking into the kiss, and as much as he wanted to think about what you were up to, all he could concentrate on was the way you were sucking his tongue into your mouth.
"you're so pretty, sweetheart. my pretty boy," you mumbled against his lips. cupping his face with both hands, you pulled away enough to gaze lovingly at him before pressing a kiss to his forehead. and then another, and another, and another, kissing all over his pretty face — his cheeks, the tip of his nose, the corners of his mouth, anywhere you could reach, even kissing his jaw and down his neck!
it wasn't until xiao pushed you off of him out of sheer embarrassment when you nipped at his collarbones that you stopped.
"your— your lipstick, it's, uhm, it's smudged," he pointed out shyly, having yet to realize that if you had lipstick on, and had just covered him in kisses ............
"'m sure it is," you grinned softly, "but i think you should be more worried about what it smudged off on."
what did you mean by th— oh. wait a minute.
you watched in real time as the gears in his head turned, processing what you'd said, before the tips of his ears turned bright red, and his cheeks were stained with a red that nearly matched your lipstick.
"you've got a lil somethin' right .......... there," you cooed teasingly, giving him a peck on the lips. and then that turned into another kiss on his cheek, and another, and ......... xiao really hoped that your lipstick wouldn't end up leaving a permanent stain.
one-shot – "you come back home after staying with a friend in mondstadt for a week and xiao blows a fuse upon seeing that it was a male friend." ; smut, fluff at the end (and a Leetol angst if u squint)
my pretty baby.
drabble – soft dom reader making xiao praise himself; fluff & smut
makeup artist! xiao
lil scenarios – a few thoughts ab makeup artist xiao <3; sfw but a lil suggestive
"cat got your tongue?"
one-shot – xiao asks if he can try something new and you agree right away — what you weren't expecting, however, was to end up muzzled and cockwarming him; smut
a sweetheart's holiday.
one-shot – xiao doesn't quite understand what this "valentine's day" was all about, but he figured he could indulge you in your silly little mortal festivities anyway. <3 ; fluff (and smut)
yaksha are not doctors.
one-shot – you're "sick" but refuse to take the medicine xiao got you. so he comes up with another way to make you take it. <3 ; smut
stupid fuckin' brat.
two‐shot – after a week of being an absolute brat and pushing all of xiao's buttons, he finally snaps (and fucks you silly); smut
just a kiss?
drabble – what kisses with him are like; mostly fluff
yan!xiao <3
hcs – just. xiao as a yandere; toxic, but sfw
"you've got a lil something right there."
drabble – covering his pretty face in kisses while you have lipstick on <3; slightly suggestive?
dick piercing.
brief thoughts – this could not be more self-explanatory; smut
"enjoy the show?"
imagine – xiao inadvertently puts on a lil show for you while he trains w his polearm <3 ; suggestive
character: xiao
genre: fluff (and smut)
summary: xiao didn't quite understand what this "valentine's day" was all about, but he figured he could indulge you in your silly little mortal festivities anyway.
warnings: gn afab reader; domestic ish xiao (he's trying); semi lazy writing ??; praise; it was supposed to be lovemaking but 🙁 i was cut short on time; implied overstim; creampie ?; a leetol bit of teasing; mentions of drool ???? idek have fun w this yall
a/n: i gave the fuck up on this im not even gonna lie to yall i just do not have the time to go into my usual detail LFMAOAOAOOO (i def think u can see where i gave up but 🧑🦯🧑🦯) // not proofread rip
xiao didn't know much of anything in regards to human customs and cultures, and so, this naturally extended to holidays as well (save for the lantern rite festival). so whenever valentine's day rolled around, xiao didn't have a clue as to why he saw more couples out n about or why everyone was suddenly so ........... what was the phrase again? "lovey dovey?" yeah, that's the one.
but when he saw how excited you were, cooing at any couples you could see from your place on the uppermost balcony of the inn, xiao found himself biting back his pride and shyly asking you what today was and why everyone was making such a big deal out of it.
"today's valentine's day!" you cheered, taking xiao's hands into your own. "it's a couple's holiday, and a celebration of love! generally you give your lover a gift — like flowers or chocolate! — and shower each other in love!"
there was a short pause before xiao simply responded with a "why?" you could see the gears turning in his head, and you saw the way his brows furrowed slightly, like he was still processing what you were saying.
"why? ah– well. hm. y'know, don't worry about the why! it's a lovely, little holiday!" you beamed, releasing xiao's hands in favor of cupping his face instead and pulling him in for a tender kiss (nearly catching him off guard).
melting under your touch, xiao still didn't quite understand what this "valentine's day" was about, but he figured he could indulge you in your silly little mortal festivities.
xiao thought that getting flowers for you would be a menial task, but with how little time he actually spent in the harbor he so dutifully protected, he didn't have a clue where to go, and he was too stubborn and prideful to ask someone for help.
after wandering around the city for what felt like hours (it was maybe fourty-five minutes), xiao let out an agitated huff before teleporting to qingyun peak, settling instead on picking the flowers him damnself.
the last thing xiao expected when he reappeared in your room of the inn was to see you sprawled out on the bed in a pretty, pink babydoll lingerie set he had yet to see you in.
seeing xiao materialize into the room out of the corner of your eye, you were quick to sit up and swing your legs over the edge of the bed. giggling quietly at the violent blush on his face, you stood up and moved to close the distance between you and him (the way he took half a step back didn't go unnoticed by you).
"i — i, uh," he paused to clear his throat before holding up the small bouquet of hand-picked flowers, "i got these for you," he mumbled, refusing to meet your gaze. biting back a laugh that you knew would be misinterpreted, you gingerly took the bouquet from him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
to think, adeptus xiao, could be so easily flustered! tongue-tied and blushing like a mortal! you'd surely be the death of him.
"they're so pretty! did you pick them yourself?" all xiao gave you in return was a curt nod. he'd never admit it, but (not so) deep down, he had a soft spot for you — he was a gentle soul by nature, and there was hardly a thing he wouldn't do for you; so what was a lil flower picking?
"i know it's not much, but," you began, stepping just far enough away from xiao so that he could drink in your figure and see the pretty new lingerie you had bought for today specifically. "i got you this!" grinning and biting your lip at the way he gulped and how his eyes glazed over with lust (and adoration).
setting the bouquet on the nightstand, you sat back down on the edge of the bed, legs spread slightly. looking up at him with half-lidded eyes, xiao very quickly took the hint and made his way over to the bed. nudging your knees further apart, he took his place between your legs. leaning in so close, you could feel his breath fan across your face, xiao hesitated for a moment, uncertainty flickering across his amber eyes.
cupping his face, you pulled him in for a tender kiss, leaning back onto the bed as you did so, forcing him to follow suit.
"i love you," you muttered against his lips, fingers threading themselves into his hair. "i love you so, so much, xiao, you have no idea. my lovely boy."
there was a beat of silence as xiao processed what you had just said. your words had his eyes glossing over with tears, and sent a pang through his heart. gods, what could he have ever possibly done to deserve you?
xiao didn't say anything in return, opting to kiss you again instead, but the look on his face coupled with his rosy cheeks let you know that he felt the same.
shifting so that his thigh was in between your own, xiao smirked when he felt you grind your clothed cunt down against his leg. letting out a soft gasp, xiao took the opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth, further deepening the kiss.
"x–xiao," you mewled as one of his hands trailed its way down your body, touch feather light. shuddering when his fingers began circling your clit through your panties, you tugged at his hair, only to let out a whimper when he bit your lip in return.
"pretty," xiao mumbled as he broke away from the kiss. his voice was little more than a whisper, and you felt your heart flutter with the way he looked at you. "so, so pretty," he breathed, eyes full of love, and a little bit of awe — like you were the most beautiful celestial body he'd ever seen, and he just couldn't look away.
leaning in to kiss you once more, your hips bucked involuntarily against his hand as his fingers resumed their ministrations against your clit.
"i've barely touched you and you're already soaked," he cooed, chuckling at the wet patch forming on your pretty, pink panties.
"i– i'd gotten myself all worked up while i was waiting for you," you shyly confessed, heat rising to your cheeks.
huffing at the smirk that curled at the corners of his lips, you smacked his arm playfully before pulling at the hem of his shirt.
"how impatient," he teased, swatting your hand away so he could pull his shirt off himself. truth be told, xiao was just as impatient as you were (if not moreso).
"aa–aah! xiao!" you whined, nails digging into the skin of his back. each one of his thrusts were slow and deep, and his cockhead hit that special, spongy spot inside you nearly everytime. the feeling was enough to leave you slack-jawed and borderline drooling as you clung to xiao for dear life.
you had already cum twice now, and xiao was working you towards your third orgasm, his own not too far behind.
"x–xiaao! 'm close! s–so close!"
"m–me — ah! me too!"
your fingers found purchase in his hair, and you pulled him down for another kiss, this one much more passionate than the rest. xiao wasted absolutely no time sucking your tongue into his mouth, your mewls and whimpers only spurring him on further.
removing a hand from his hair, you moved it down to play with your clit instead, the added stimulation pushing you right to the edge.
"hhhn l–love y— a–ah! i love you, xiao!" you sobbed out as you came for a third and final time; and your walls clamping down and fluttering around him was enough to send xiao over the edge too, pumping you full of his cum.
"aa–aah! fuck! i— i love you too," he panted, collapsing against your chest. "'m sorry, i'll pull ou—"
"n–no! no," you blurted. "don't. pl–please?" you were perfectly fine dozing off like this, with xiao, and his cum, still inside you.
"alright," he murmured with a yawn, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his head into your chest.
"happy valentine's day, lovely," you mumbled sleepily, fingers carding through xiao's hair, as his breathing evened.
"nnmnh valentine," was all you were able to make out, his words too slurred and muffled, and you too sleepy to really understand.
