Here Are Some Headcanons About Xayden…
…because I’m obsessed with him and his lips.. Like actually addicted…
Genre: Fluff, Smutty/Suggestive content MDNI 18+
Warnings: obsessive thoughts, language, public kissing, suggestive behavior, oral fixation, face-sitting, overstimulation, praise kink, daddy kink, spitting, fluid play, crying during sex, degradation kink (light), fingering, explicit sexual content, possessiveness, and overall pure filth
SFW
• You catch yourself zoning out while he’s talking—not because you’re not interested, but because you’re tracking every movement of his lips.
• He smirks when he notices. “Eyes up here, babe,” he’ll tease, and then bite his bottom lip just to punish you more.
• You’ve kissed him in public just because he looked too good mid-sentence. No warning. Just lip-to-lip like you were starving.
• His lips always taste like something—mint gum, peach juice, a little bit of sin. You don’t even care what. You just want them on yours.
• He kisses you slow. Not teasing—just deep, warm, consuming. Like he wants to imprint the shape of your mouth on his soul.
• Sometimes he’ll talk while brushing his lips against yours and it turns into a challenge. “What? Can’t focus with my mouth this close?”
• You once got so flustered watching him eat a popsicle that you had to physically leave the room. He noticed. He laughed. You suffered.
NSFW
• His lips dragging down your stomach? Lethal. He takes his time, leaves wet little kisses until you’re squirming, then smirks, “So needy already?”
• The first time he went down on you, he stayed down there long enough for you to lose count, long enough to make your thighs ache long enough to ruin your ability to walk straight.
• He doesn’t just eat you out—he devours you. Moaning like you’re his favorite meal, sucking your clit with those pillowy plump lips until you’re a mess beneath him.
• He talks into you with his mouth still on you. “You’re so fucking wet, baby… so sweet. You gonna cum again for daddy right?” And you do. Every. Single. Time.
• You’ve literally cried because of how good his mouth feels—tears down your cheeks, legs shaking, smiling through it proud of the mess he’s made.
• He loves when you ride his face. Grips your thighs, pulling you down, letting you grind on his tongue while he groans like he’s in heaven. “Don’t stop. Use me baby.” Like you were ever gonna stop.
• He’ll spit on your pussy just to watch it drip, then lick it back up slowly with his eyes locked on yours. Filthy. So filthy.
• After he makes you cum, he kisses you with your taste still on his lips, whispers, “Taste that? That’s mine.” You moan into his mouth.
• He can make you finish with just his lips and a couple fingers, whispering, “One more, yeah? You’ve got one more in you.” And you always do—even if you’re sobbing through it.
• Sometimes he doesn’t even fuck you. Just pins you down and uses that mouth until you’re trembling, breathless, and wrecked beyond words. Then kisses you like he didn’t just ruin your life.