Summary: Violet and you treat your boyfriend Xaden to breakfast in bed for his birthday.
Warnings: One very minor Onyx Storm spoiler, one swear word, a hint of Xaden feeling undeserving, kissing, reader has perpetually cold hands.
Written for @empyreanevents's Xaden Week Day 6: Birthday.
AO3
Xaden wakes up to kisses being peppered all across his face. Cheek, other cheek. Jaw, forehead. Both corners of his mouth, which twitches up into a sleepy smile. The room is filled with the scent of coffee and something sweet — cake, maybe? Whatever it is, it smells amazing. He might've thought he's still dreaming, if it weren't for the fact that his dreams are never this pleasant.
Peeking his eyes open, he is met with your and Violet's smiling faces, hovering so closely above his own they take up his entire field of vision. You're not lying in bed with him as you should be, he notes. It feels like you're sitting to either side of his shoulders, on top of the covers instead of beneath them.
Before he can even open his mouth to say good morning, the both of you cheer “Happy birthday!” in such perfect unison that Xaden can't help but grin.
“Did you two practice that?”
“Maybe,” you reply, grinning back at him as you lean in to peck his lips before retreating so Violet has space to do the same.
Addicted to the taste of each other's lips as they are, the chaste kiss doesn't stay that way for long. Seconds later, Violet's tongue is in his mouth, his hand in her hair, their breaths coming as one as their lips glide against each other.
Xaden could've happily spent all morning like this, but apparently, the two of you are intent on feeding him something more nutritious than kisses for breakfast. With one more press of her lips against his own, Violet sits back, which puts her out of his reach and allows him to see past her, to where a large tray is balanced on the bedside table, overflowing with plates of breakfast foods, cups and a small pot of coffee, and, most importantly, chocolate cake.
That explains why you're both fully dressed already. Xaden is honestly impressed you managed to sneak out and fetch breakfast without waking him.
He’s not entirely sure what he's done to deserve two such amazing partners, but he sure as hell isn't about to say no to a breakfast of cake in bed.
He sits up, and immediately, your cold hands are on his bare torso. Since you do this just about every chance you get — mornings, evenings, in the middle of the night, when he's been sparring or fresh out of the shower — he merely rolls his eyes as gooseflesh breaks out across his skin.
Violet pulls you away. “Don't use the birthday boy as a hand warmer,” she scolds.
“Okay,” you shrug as she turns to reach for the breakfast tray, and slide your hands down the back of her shirt instead. “Your turn, then.”
She yelps, shudders, and grimaces, but doesn't try to escape until she has poured a cup of coffee. Then, she twists around to push it into your hands. “Here, warm yourself on that.”
“Fiiine.”
Violet pours coffee for Xaden and herself as well, then the both of you distribute the food, swatting Xaden’s hands away when he tries to help.
He accepts his plate with an amused huff. “You're spoiling me.”
“Of course we are,” you reply, looking at him like that’s something he should be taking for granted, like being loved by the both of you is the most natural thing in the world instead of a fucking miracle. “That's the whole point of birthdays!”
To Xaden, birthdays had lost most of their appeal when his mother took her leave on his tenth one, but maybe, he can find some of that old joy again now that he has you and Violet showering him with affection.
“If you say so.”
“I do,” you nod, and lift a forkful of the eggs on your plate to his mouth.
Though Xaden rolls his eyes, he accepts, joking, “And here I thought I was getting cake for breakfast and kisses for dessert.”
You throw a victorious grin at Violet, which she answers with a groan of playful annoyance.
“Ha! I knew he would've been happy with just the cake,” you crow, turning back to him to explain, “Vi insisted cake isn't filling enough and we should bring you a real, big breakfast. Not that I’m complaining. Anyways, you're the boss today, but I’d suggest something savory first, and then the cake and kisses for dessert.”
“Mhm, sounds good to me,” Xaden agrees, stealing one of the promised kisses already simply because he can.
okay so like there was a study on this but I still wanna do my own little poll thing on it
Are u Polyamorous and/or Autistic?
yes I am polyamorous and autistic
yes I am polyamorous but I don't know if I'm autistic
yes I am polyamorous and know for sure I am not autistic
yes I am autistic but not polyamorous
I don't know if I'm autistic and I'm not polyamorous
I am not autistic and not polyamorous
I'm autistic and don't have a pref/don't know if poly
I'm not autistic and don't have a pref/don't know if poly
I don't know if I'm autistic and I don't have a pref/don't know if poly
other/see results
Voting ended onAug 22, 2024
reblog for bigger sample size, but also if you want you can expand in the tags, especially if you picked other! I personally am autistic and consider myself polyamorous (even tho I'm aromantic), I feel like I know a lot of autistic people who are poly so I wanted to see if it was just a my friend group thing or not.
also yes there was a study, but it had a small amount of people in it and was never replicated
I just mentioned a fictional pairing in passing to the spouse (talking about a fic I was reading) and got a ten minute attempt to persuade me that the spouse’s blorbo needs to be with his current canon boyfriend and that no one else is good enough for him.
(My good spouse, we have been poly for ten years. Can we not maybe think of a solution to this problem)
Be mine but be free. Share your love with whoever you fancy. Hold me and tell me I belong to you. Let me go and know I'll come back. Tell me how it felt to kiss someone else. Tell me what you love about them. I love to see you love.
underrated part of a threesome is when u have to get up to get water or use the bathroom or whatever and u just get to watch them as you leave and hear them in the other room hngfnshdn like ok, you guys have fun i’ll be back in a sec :)
I'm not quite halfway to a veggie lasagna with a bunch of from-scratch ingredients involved, but I could swear that all of the love, luck, and prosperity spells I've been doing since yesterday evening are beginning to thicken in my kitchen like a fog. I did not need any dating apps - I was right about that; I really did just need to bake something about it. Now I not only have a pending date with an unrealistically beautiful woman, who's asked me to cook for her, and have been receiving plenty of wonderfully adorable and flattering messages from my gorgeous nesting partner while he's away, but I discovered that the hot, poly witch who I worked with stopped working there while I was on medical leave. So, we're going to set up a board games night and potentially attend some kink events together. Also, I suspect that Loki may be responsible for the frequency of "Good Witch Bad Bitch" popping up in the shuffle as I cook, which is super funny and appreciated. What a lovely Saturday! 🩷
