Mostly used as an archive for my writing! I only write for Xavier, Rafayel, Zayne, and Sylus bc I don't consider Caleb as my LI (no offence to his mains, I just don't feel attracted to him) My main is Xavier, and my second main is Rafayel, so they will get more fics than others. Do not repost or feed to AI, all works belong to @xavslittlelight (twitter and tumblr). GA fics or commissioned fics will be noted as such. Ship LI×MC and LI×LI, if you are against either, please don't interact. If you are a darkshipper or a minor, don't interact either.
Summary:
What happens after Celestial Message.
Very soft, cute, Xavier is a whiner.
2. marked in blood, covered in praises (6595 words)
Summary:
Xavier has always been a needy guy, but what if, one morning, he becomes even more so and tries to find some release?
Well, he does have a certain someone that he can text or call any time he wants.
3. a guiding light to the open sky (7385 words)
Summary:
How to make your boyfriend glow as brightly as possible is a question you keep asking yourself. Oh well, if he doesn't let himself glow all freely, you can take the matter into your own hands and make him.
5. fallen from your lips, my devotion, my prayer, my love (6130 words)
Summary:
You still cannot understand how exactly Xavier is attracted to you. He is too perfect, beautiful and wonderful, and you often feel like he could have gotten more.
Then, why is he yours, and not someone else's?
It's good that Xavier knows how to make you feel better about yourself, both temporarily and in the long run.
6. going down and down the rabbit hole (Chapter 1)
Chapter 2 (10205 words - 2 chapters)
Summary:
Xavier is a bunny, and you are a cat. A perfect match.
Not only so, you two also match each other's freak perfectly.
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Like the cat banners, Xavier has bunny ears and tail, while MC, aka you, has cat ears and tail. This is just pure fun and sexy time.
This is also my entry for XavMC Week 2025 - Day 7: Free Day.
7. [SMUT SHORT] insatiable (1665 words)
Summary:
Overstimulation, Dom!Xav (but more like, soft and service plus a tiny bit of mean), Toys, Pussy Eating + Fingering, Handjob, Aftercare
8. [SMUT SHORT] pampered (1580 words)
Summary:
Pregnant sex (Xavier mpreg), Boypussy (Xavier), Girldick (MC), Pussy eating, Fingering, Penetration
DL, DR
9. [SMUT SHORT] throne and crown (2445 words)
Summary:
Throne sex, King!Xavier, Queen!MC, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Vaginal sex, a lot of biting and kissing, featuring Xavier's crown
10. [SMUT SHORT] punished (1715 words)
Summary:
Dom!MC × Sub!Xavier, Foot Jobs, Overstimulation, a little of Pet Play, Collar + Chain, Orgasm Denial, Biting, Penetration
(For people who keep getting him in banners with difficulties.)
11. dancing fire in my heart, the taste of your love on my tongue (3720 words)
Summary:
Xavier has been gone on a mission for quite some time, and you have been missing him so much.
The only comfort you can get is from wearing his clothes and pretending that he were home with you.
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Well, Xavier has always had a knack for surprising you.
12. the gate to his heaven (4240 words)
Summary:
Xavier is a hundred-year-old virgin, and you are determined to change that.
You just did not expect him to act so shyly like this.
13. i will be chasing a starlight, until the end of my life, holding you in my arms (5250 words)
Summary:
She rants.
He listens.
She now might love herself more than she did, but he knows he can always do more to make her feel better about her body.
14. "hello, have you left your bunny alone at home?" (1425 words)
Summary:
You have been on a trip for a while, and your needy bunny misses you at home.
The way he greets you after your trip is rather special.
15. "if you are satisfied with my service, please rate me 5 stars" (2790 words)
Summary:
Xavier has prepared a surprise for you when you two are on a holiday.
So, basically, you cannot let him down. You will make sure to enjoy his service as much as possible.
16. blinded by the stars in your eyes (seeing double) (6210 words)
Summary:
Xavier has been split into two identities: Your beloved hunter and admired masked hero. They both demand your attention, and it is time to give it to them.
17. ...doubt thou the stars are fire... but never doubt I love... (7550 words)
Summary:
Xavier loves you, and you love Xavier.
There are different ways to express how much you and he need and want each other.
18. to be your eye candy, your only sweet lover (7500 words)
Summary:
Xavier has noticed where you have been checking out recently. Well, who you have been checking out, to be more precise.
He does not want to feel jealous. You and he are working on that a lot.
But he cannot help but want to be the only man and woman you love.
19. give me your kisses, not the tears of your goodbye (7470 words)
Summary:
The planet is celebrating. They have a new Queen, the only Queen, after so long of having no ruler.
You are not, however. But maybe a company from an old friend would not be so bad. But one thing leads to another, and… how did you and he end up like this?
Zayne's Fics ❄️ (NSFW)
desire written in red, love written in white (5975 words)
Summary:
Zayne had a tiring day at work dealing with paperwork. But when you come home in a tight, gorgeous red dress, he can't help but want to submit himself to your control, to the point of doing things he always held himself back from before.
2. heavy blizzards always start as a gentle and persistent snowfall (4500 words)
Summary:
You go home with Zayne in his car one day.
Nothing big should happen, right?
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ZayneMC car sex, with a twist (ft. Dawnbreaker and a very jealous Zaynie).
Rafayel's Fics 🫧 (NSFW)
words flowed like rivers to the sea (6880 words)
Summary:
Ebb Days have always been depressing for Rafayel. It was a little bit better last year because he had you.
This year, though... he has to work harder than that. Luckily, he has always been your priority.
2. love as quiet as a whisper (as loud as the crashing waves) (3950 words)
Summary:
Rafayel is not a common man.
It is also not mundane how he loves or who he is attracted to.
And maybe, it is time he let you know, and Rafayel can be creative when it comes to showing affection.
Sylus' Fics 🪶 (NSFW)
burning shadows dancing in the darkest of nights (6560 words)
Summary:
Sylus makes you mad. This does not happen very often, but when it does, ohhh, he is in real trouble.
Also, he shouldn't have made the mistake of creating something that can resist his Evol.
Multi LIs' Fics 💕 (NSFW)
(Please check the emoji to know who the LIs are in the fic. MC will be marked with ❤️)
1. our love ebbs and flows, just like the moon and the tide (3585 words) 💫🫧
Summary:
It's another ebb day Rafayel spends with his lover. But they have to split up for a few hours.
He cannot help but feel needy, and Xavier has no plan other than taking care of his partner.
SFW Fics 🩷
(Please check the emoji to know who the LI is in the fic.)
1. one touch too far away (1015 words) 💕
Summary:
He is here, right next to you.
You are too far from his reach.
2. i'd die in my sleep to live in your arms (7385 words) 💫
Summary:
You are gone. Completely from this world. This is the price he must pay for your safety.
He is here, still here, withering away like a flower without its sun, like a drop of water without its ocean, like a person without their home.
He closes his eyes on the cold bed inside his dark, empty room.
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Xavier makes a decision. He is willing to pay for it.
The universe is kind and cruel at the same time, but it does know when to stop playing around.
Summary:
What if Deluded Fiction were several dreams Xavier had? What if they messed with his mind and created a new fear in his heart?
4. the twinkling of the stars is the heartbeat of the cosmos (5635 words) 💫
Summary:
Throughout Xavier's life - from when he was the Prince, to a Student, to a Knight in training, to a Traveller, and then a Protector - violence was something inevitable, unavoidable, constant, never-ending.
But then, there she was, the gentle light the universe had bestowed upon him.
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This is Xavier's life and love, happiness and pain told through an oneshot.
5. just like a shadow chasing a dream of light, basking in the sunrise (5555 words) 💫
Summary:
Ever since you were rescued in the Chronorift Castatrope by a masked hero, you have been having dreams of a faraway land under the sky of millions of stars.
And there is he - the faceless boy - whose hands are so gentle and whose presence is so comforting. He always appears in your dreams, accompanying you until you wake from your slumber.
You want to know who he is. You need to know.
6. [FLUFF SHORT] Stretch Mark (1035 words) 💫
Summary:
Stretch marks, Cuddles, Soft body appreciation, Lots of gentle kisses
7. [ANGST SHORT] alone (615 words) 💫
Summary:
He is all alone. He misses her.
8. [FLUFF SHORT] frozen (1675 words) 💫
Summary/Tags:
Disassociation, Implication of Bad Mental Health, Fluff, Emotionally Unstable but no outburst, Xavier being a good boyfie, 2nd person POV for MC
💫 give me your kisses, not the tears of your goodbye 💫
By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Summary:
The planet is celebrating. They have a new Queen, the only Queen, after so long of having no ruler.
You are not, however. But maybe a company from an old friend would not be so bad. But one thing leads to another, and… how did you and he end up like this?
Duration: 7470 words
Posted on 6th June, 2026
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Tags: NSFW, Unrequited Love (or is it??), Alcohol, Dubcon (because they are both drunk but they also both want it so idk), Soft Angst, Intense Makeout Session, A lot of kissing, A lot of biting and marking, Farewell Sex, First and "Last" Time, XavMC being Idiots (mostly MC here bc of the POV), Hair Pulling, Bush for MC, Cunnilingus, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex, Penetrative Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Slight Overstimulation, Thirsty Xavier, Crying, Aftercare (not explicitly described), Fem!Reader, 2nd-person POV for reader
Note: To be honest, this was not on my list to write but I had this idea recently and finally found some time to write (yes I wrote this during work hours). And please, don't think of this as 100% lore accurate to Lightseeker myth, I remember what happened in there but I did take some creative liberty to make sure the story makes more sense and works better.
Xavier and MC are the same as they are in Lightseeker myth, not in any established relationship and MC still thinks of her past self as a different person. Xavier cannot communicate. And this does not change the outcome of Lightseeker myth, it's just an oneshot, you have been warned. I had a lot of fun with the angst in this one.
And it's up to your interpretation whether or not they are experienced here. I don't explicitly mention anything. Have fun!
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You stare out of the window. On the streets below, people are still celebrating, drinking and partying. The coronation went smoothly two days ago, and you allowed the kingdom to feast for a whole week.
Two days…
You have been the Queen, the only Queen regnant of Philos so far, for two days.
Not of royal bloodline, but now Queen regardless.
The streets below are still busy and lively. However, the deafening silence of your chamber embraces you and tugs you back into the cold loneliness.
You barely see any old friends from the Astria Knyght Academy now, much less…
You swallow dryly as you think about Xavier. He has asked you for permission to board another trip to leave for another expedition. And the team… even Jeremiah will join him this time. You were the closest to these two at the Academy. And without them both here, you will be completely alone.
You close the window, blocking the chattering outside from invading your peace and quiet.
The maids have also prepared something for you to celebrate, but you are in no mood and have no one to do it with. Just a small table of expensive food and some alcohol.
You should invite some friends over, clearing out this table for a feast, but even thinking about socialising right now makes your stomach churn.
Well, there might be one person you would not mind seeing. It might hurt you some more, but you do not mind it as long as you can see him.
You don't know if he wants to see you, though. After all, the carefree days for you both are gone now, and you cannot deny the rising tension between you and him lately.
You hate it.
You hate how he stands far away from you, bowing formally, calling you "Your Majesty". You hate the indifferent tone of his voice, how he looks into your eyes without smiling warmly like he used to.
Xavier is distancing himself from you. And he is leaving. There are still so many things unresolved between you and him, and so many secrets he is keeping from you.
You want to know them all, everything, before he leaves. You don't even know if he will even come back to you after hearing his crazy plan. He is leaving tomorrow, and there is barely anything you can do about it.
You swallow and look at the door.
Last chance to see him.
Xavier might refuse to meet you as two old friends, but he will not be able to refuse the invitation of his Queen.
Just one last time. Even if it might hurt you more than a thousand knives through your heart, you would rather get hurt than regret not seeing him one last time.
So, you open the door and ask an attending maid to go and invite the Grandis Knight to your chamber. The Queen's invitation.
He cannot deny you this request.
You look around for a bit before deciding to turn the light on to make the chamber less gloomy, and then check on the food.
It is still a little warm. Good enough.
And the alcohol…
You don't drink often. Just some big celebrations, mostly. Xavier… probably even less. But well, it is a big celebration, right? You leave it on the table.
Then, you come to the mirror and fix your dress and hair, making yourself look more presentable, not bothering with the crown.
You might have invited him here as his Queen, but you still want to meet him as his friend.
Someone is knocking on your door.
You rush over and stop to take a deep breath before formally opening the door. But no matter how much you have prepared yourself, the sight of Xavier still knocks all the air out of your lungs.
"Xavier…"
"Your Majesty." He greets and bows before you even finish saying his name. "Did you request to see me?"
"Ah… yes, I did. Come in, please." You clear your throat, trying hard not to sound awkward. "Sit down."
You lead him to the table, and his eyes twinkle at the sight of the feast.
"The streets sound so lively, I cannot help but want some company." You quickly give him an explanation.
"Of course. I'm honoured that you thought of me."
Xavier gives you a boyish smile and tilts his head, which reminds you of your days together at the Academy. But it soon vanishes when he sits down and catches sight of your crown on the desk nearby.
You quickly follow and sit down opposite him to block the crown from his line of vision. Xavier made you the Queen, yes, but you know deep down, he is not even happy about his own decision.
"Don't think of this as a meeting with your Queen. It's just me, and you as Xavier. One last time before you leave, can you do that for me?" You try to sound casual, but inside, you are desperate. You don't know what you might do if he refuses.
He looks at you for a moment, and you can hear your own heartbeat hammering in your ears.
"Alright, I can do that. Just me and you." He pours two glasses of wine and hands one to you. "One last time."
"One last time. Thank you, Xavier." You touch your glass with his.
Xavier drinks first, not looking at you anymore as he sips on his wine. You raise your glass to your lips but then pause, staring at the way his Adam's apple dips.
The smell of the wine is not very strong, but you can already feel your head spin. Everything seems to slow down while you watch Xavier drink the wine.
"Are you okay?"
You hear him call your name and snap back to reality, drinking your own wine before choking on it and coughing.
"Are you okay?" He asks again, more urgently this time, ready to stand up to assist you.
"I'm… I'm fine…" You cough. "Was just thinking about something…"
"Maybe some water will do…"
"NO! I mean, no, it's a celebration. Just water is boring."
Half of you want to add "…unless you're willing to go buy me some honey milk tea," but you catch yourself in the last second.
Xavier slowly nods.
"Alright. If you insist."
He does, however, pressure you into eating some food before letting you drink again. You keep pouring both for him and yourself, glass after glass, only stopping to eat whenever Xavier reminds you to.
The more you drink, the more upset you feel. Xavier is leaving tomorrow, and you will never see him again, most likely. His crazy plan…
You try to hold back a sniffle, distracting him by pouring him another glass.
"Drink with me."
"I think you've had enough." He pushes the glass back down on the table.
"I think you have not had enough. You look too calm." You push the glass back to him.
"I can tolerate alcohol better than you."
You narrow your eyes. You don't like the sound of what he said.
"You drink then. I won't drink if you drink my part as well." You give him your glass.
It is supposed to be a tease, and you are expecting him to refuse. But Xavier only picks up both glasses and downs them one after another.
His face was only faintly pink before, but now both his cheeks are almost red. You are sure yours isn't much better, probably worse than him. But at least, now he is matching you more.
And you feel giddy thinking about it.
Maybe you really are drunk.
Xavier puts the glasses down and wipes his lips. You swallow, watching the way his hand moves across his very nice, and pink, and soft lips…
"Do you plan on sleeping early tonight? You still have to attend another ceremony tomorrow." He asks quietly, turning his head to look at you.
You shake your head.
"Not yet." It comes out more decisively than you thought it would be. You don't want to think about tomorrow, which is when Xavier and his team will leave. You have today, tonight to be precise, with him, and you don't want to waste it thinking about the bleak future.
"Okay, I'll… sit with you until you want to rest." He tries to give you some dessert, but his hand misses the bowl a few times.
"Haha… you're drunk too…" You tease.
"I am not." He huffs, trying to focus.
"You are~~" You tease and lean over to poke his reddened cheek, feeling bolder than you were before drinking.
Xavier catches your hand in his, staring at you, his expression unreadable. You take your hand back.
"You're no fun."
The warmth of his hand lingers on your wrist, making your skin feel a little tingly. You look at it and then back at him again. Xavier is truly a work of art. Not only is he good at everything he does, but he also looks pretty as hell.
You had the biggest crush on him for such a long time, and have gone through much trouble because of it. Yet, you never really got to know what he truly felt about you.
On the one hand, he always cares a lot about you, acting all pouty and strange whenever you mentioned something related to your (nonexistent - but he does not know that) love life. Not to mention those poor puppy eyes and the way he looks at you when he thinks you don't notice him.
But on the other hand, he stays far away, in a way. And all the vague mentions of his beloved who has given him that smiley star tassel. You have never been able to understand all his weird words, like, what did he mean when he told you that only one person had given him a star tassel? You gave him one, and his unknown beloved also gave him one…
That should make it two people!
Your head spins even more as you think about it.
"Are you feeling alright? You look even redder now…" His comment pulls you back to reality. Barely.
You sharply turn your head to avoid looking at him, but the motion causes you to lose your balance, even when sitting, and you almost fall off your chair.
Xavier calls out your name and rushes over to catch you before you hit the cold, hard floor. His clumsy movements make both you and him crash to the floor, with you being held in his arms.
Your face is pressed against his neck as his scent invades your nose. Xavier smells like… hmm, sunshine, fresh detergent, and grass, oh, and alcohol after drinking all those glasses with you.
You take a deep breath.
As strained as your relationship with him is now, he has always been a comforting presence. Seeing him makes you happy, hugging him makes you feel safe, and smelling his scent now…
It actually makes you slightly more upset.
Imagine having a crush on someone for hundreds of years, just for them to leave without ever getting to confess your love.
His arms tighten around you for a brief moment as you and he sit there on the cold floor. You want to think of it as your imagination tricking you, but it seems to be real.
Xavier is burying his face in your hair.
He feels warm, a lot warmer than usual, and he has a higher body temperature than other people to begin with because of his evol.
You feel like you can just melt in his arms, sinking deep into this warm, comforting feeling and never letting go. And Xavier will not be able to leave either.
He will stay and be with you, right?
You want to ask him, want to get a confirmation, that if you hug him more tightly, he will stay. But before you can open your mouth, Xavier gently pushes you away.
Panicking, you cling to him, wrapping your arms around him as tightly as you can to keep yourself in place.
Your name rolls off his tongue easily, sweet like honey, and you feel light-headed. Reality hits you like a punch from a golem.
He is leaving. There is nothing you can do to stop him.
He is leaving Philos, leaving you behind, to board his ship and traverse the stars. And you cannot do anything about it.
You have not even confessed, telling him that you actually like him a lot.
…that you love him.
He calls your name again, and now you feel like crying. You don't want him to leave.
But all you can do is bury your face in the crook of his neck and sob your heart out. That finally causes some bigger reactions from Xavier, who calls your name again, this time in a more alarming tone, and tries to soothe you as much as he can in this drunken state.
"Hey… hey… what's wrong?" Xavier pats your back. All you can do to respond to him is to cry and whine even more.
It should make you tired, the alcohol in your system, the crying and overthinking… but instead, you feel more desperate. Desperate to keep him with you, to get something out of this long-running crush.
You pull back a little, wipe your face and cup his face with both hands. Xavier is so beautiful, like stars in the sky and flowers under the sun. You love him, you can admit that now.
You really, really want him.
Enabled by the wine, you lean closer to him, not quite touching yet, but you can feel his warm breath on your skin.
Xavier, to your surprise, does not pull away. He stays frozen in place, with his eyes flicking back and forth between your eyes and your lips.
You feel all weird inside. He is not rejecting you this time. Well, not like Xavier ever rejects you blatantly, but he usually keeps a respectful distance. And well, not like you ever got this bold.
The blush on his face turns darker and redder with every passing second, growing hot under your palms.
You swallow, mustering up all the courage you have with the aid of wine. You lean closer and closer until your nose is touching his, and your lips are barely a centimetre away.
Just when Xavier leans in as well, you stop hesitating, stop testing, and slam your lips against his, pulling him into a fierce kiss.
He tastes sweet and bitter at the same time, the lingering aftertaste of the alcohol on his tongue overwhelms all your senses and sends you into a state of blissfulness.
You have waited so long for this day, for the day you can finally have him like this.
Xavier kisses you back, his hands desperately grabbing your waist like he is drowning in the sea and you are the last lifesaver.
You push him down on the cold palace floor as you keep kissing him until Xavier is lying on his back, completely pinned down by you.
Dazed, you finally pull away when you run out of oxygen. You are sure Xavier is the same because he is left gasping for air when you and he part.
His eyes are glassy, his lips slightly swollen, and both his face and ears are flushed.
You really want to kiss him again. And so you do.
You grab his collar and pull him back into another passionate kiss, this time with tongue. Poking at his lips, you demand entrance, and Xavier, too blissed out to refuse, opens his mouth for you.
During the first kiss, your tongue barely brushes against his, and that was enough to send your brain and heart into a frenzy. But now, as you tongue and his dance alongside each other, something inside your brain has seemingly snapped.
"I want you…" You whisper to him, voice shaking. "I really want you, Xavier."
"I…" Xavier tries to speak, but ends up swallowing his words.
"You… you don't have to want me… just allow me to have you this time is enough." Your heart hurts, but you don't want to pressure him into lying that he feels the same.
You pull back and look into his eyes. The blue of his eyes is too bright, and the white bloodshot from drinking too much.
"Just tell me, Xavier… yes or no?" You ask desperately, hoping for a 'Yes'. You don't need him to love you, you just want closure to this silly little crush that you have clung to for too many years now.
Your fists squeeze his collar, the black turtleneck he usually wears under his Lightseeker's uniform, which is somehow partially open. Maybe you opened it when you were kissing him, drunk and carelessly.
He looks down for a moment, and you can tell that he is thinking about your words. His hands, however, subconsciously squeeze your waist again, tugging you closer.
"Xavier…?" You call him, lifting his face up and looking into those blue eyes, trying to get an answer.
He does not say anything, but there is a spark of determination in his glassy eyes. So instead of giving you a "Yes", he pulls you back into a searing kiss, arms tightly wrapped around you.
Shocked by his response, you freeze for a moment before kissing him back, starting to unbutton his Lightseeker uniform completely, revealing more of the black turtleneck.
Xavier's hands slide down to your thighs and grab onto them tightly, lifting you with him when he stands up. Xavier sets you down on the table, knocking over some dishes and glasses, but you pay them no mind.
You just want to keep kissing him… and then maybe doing other things.
That thought makes a giggle bubble up your throat and escape your lips. Xavier huffs, swallowing your laugh before asking why you are laughing.
"It's nothing… come back in here…" You pull him back in roughly, claiming those lips once more.
"No, tell me…" He breaks away for a short moment, but you scowl and try to reach for him.
Xavier knocks his nose against yours, letting out a warm breath. The scent of alcohol hits you, and you have to close your eyes for a second.
"I want more now…" You admit, pressing your body to his while Xavier moves to stand between your thighs. You cup his nape with one hand, the other pulling on the black turtleneck to untuck it from his trousers, revealing his abs.
He has been training more recently, and the little softness he had during some less busy days has all disappeared. You always wondered what it would feel like to touch him here whenever you saw him training shirtless.
Oh well, soft or not, you will happily touch him tonight. Your mouth waters at just the mere thought of it.
His breath hitches slightly when your cool, slightly cold palm presses against his hot skin, and Xavier gulps. His eyes are watching you closely, and yet, you can tell he is not that focused.
You push your hand up into his turtleneck.
Xavier gasps, arching a little when your palm completely covers the right side of his chest.
"You're so much warmer here…" You murmur, rubbing a little until you feel brave enough to touch and tease his nipple.
He moans softly, hunching over and touching his forehead with your head. But he is not pulling away at all. He is actually leaning into your hand.
So, you take your hands back and start stripping his uniform off. Xavier is panting where he stands, but he lets you do whatever you want to him. The uniform is soon thrown to the floor, leaving him in his leather trousers and turtleneck.
You tug the neck down and lean closer, kissing his pulse point. Your wandering hands move around, slowly pulling his turtleneck up with the hem.
Xavier raises his arms to let you take it off fully, leaving him shirtless and huffing in the middle of your chamber. His chest is faintly pink where you grabbed him.
You wrap your arms around his waist to tug him back to you, attaching your mouth to his neck where you suck a hickey. Xavier groans deep in his throat, his fingers digging into your sides.
It goes on for seemingly a long time, him gripping your body for support, and you assaulting his neck with kisses and bites. When you lean back, a good part of his upper body has been covered in love marks.
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…love marks?
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Well, maybe not love, or not mutual at least. But still your marks on him regardless.
You stay there, breathing heavily, while Xavier looks at you strangely. You don't want him to be scared and back off.
You want him to stay and finish this with you.
But Xavier just reaches for the bottle of wine and chugs the rest of the contents before slamming the empty thing down behind you as he smashes his lips against yours. Shocked, you barely even feel him lifting you off the table and carrying you to the bed.
You are tightly holding onto him, so Xavier has to bend and follow you to the bed to lay you down. And that's how you pull him down with you, causing him to straddle you while the kiss goes on heatedly.
You moan into his mouth, biting his lips and trying to suck on his tongue. And Xavier just lets you. He bends to your whims very often, but to this extent…
Your thought gets cut off when Xavier's hands move behind your back and start to unzip your dress. Straightening ever so slightly, you bite his jaw and let him do it.
Quickly enough, the top of your dress pools around your hips, and his face is pressing to your neck and collarbones, slowly making its way to your chest. You tilt your head back, giving him more access.
It must be the wine, you think to yourself, that makes him so bold and forward. And of course, makes him come onto you like this.
The usual Xavier would never. He is too reserved and gentle, and…
…already has a beloved.
You hope his beloved will forgive you. And him too, you suppose.
You groan when he bites your shoulder before soothing it with his tongue. Then he peers behind your back, where he is resting his chin to take off your bra, fingers quick and nimble.
You want to know how they would feel inside you.
The bra falls, and he throws it to the floor, immediately putting his face in its place, licking and sucking on your breasts. Your hand find its way to his hair and tugs on the silver locks, making Xavier whimper against your skin.
Fuck… you did not know he was capable of making such sounds. Not even when he got injured. And now he is whimpering on your tits.
He looks up, locking his dazed eyes with you, right before opening his mouth to take your nipple in and sucking on it obediently.
You ruffle his hair, petting his head while enjoying the blissful feeling of having your crush's mouth on you like this. But you bet his mouth will feel even better somewhere else…
A giggle escapes you. Ugh, must be the alcohol.
Xavier pays that no mind and continues to suck on your chest, moving from one nipple to another. One of his hands joins the fun and plays with the unattended little bud, giving you double the stimulation.
Not wanting to stay passive, you lower your hands to find the waistband of his trousers and unbuckle his belt. Xavier nips at your nipple in retaliation, but you ignore that and go on to unbutton them.
Xavier pushes you down the mattress, his mouth never stops working on your chest. Meanwhile, you push his trousers down past his hips and then butt, but then you cannot reach any further to pull them off completely.
So, Xavier abandons your chest for a quick moment and gets rid of them himself. He is only wearing a pair of black boxer briefs now, and…
Something is bulging in there.
You salivate at the thought. He has gotten all hard just from kissing and sucking your chest.
Seeing you licking your lips, his eyes darken, and he crawls back to you, almost trapping you in his arms and under his body. But his body language is not aggressive, and he looks like he is waiting for you to make the first move this time as well.
You lift his chin and take a look at how swollen his lips are and how the marks you have left on him are littering his neck and chest. He looks even more beautiful like this.
"Do you… like what you're seeing, Your Majesty?" He asks in a low, breathless voice.
It makes you huff. He is using the title again. It makes you feel like you are taking advantage of your Grandis Knight.
"I told you… I'm not your Queen tonight…" You scowl, gripping his chin even more tightly.
Xavier just smiles and dips his head down to lick your thumb.
"I'm sorry,…" He whispers your name, and you feel calm again.
You flip your position with him. Now Xavier is on his back on the bed while you straddle his stomach and kiss him hard. The alcohol really makes you a lot bolder, you think to yourself.
Xavier mumbles something inaudibly as he tugs your dress all the way down, leaving you in just your underwear now. All fair, you guess, since he is almost naked, too.
He kisses between your boobs, down to your stomach, nuzzling against it like a cat. You arch your back, moaning softly while he puts a few love marks on your tummy and hips.
And why is he marking you up so much? You don't know. But the way his mouth and hands touch you, it feels borderline obsessive.
"May I?" His fingers are hooked to your underwear.
You feel dizzy. The dizziest you have felt after drinking the wine. He is literally begging to take your underwear off. The whole time, you have been the one to take the initiative. But now? Maybe that last bit of wine really affects his brain.
You nod. There is no turning back for you, and you don't want to turn back either. As long as he agrees, you will have him.
Xavier slides the piece of fabric off your body, and you lift your legs to assist. You are completely naked now.
When you look back up at him, a wave of dizziness washes over you, forcing you to sit down, and you almost fall flat on top of him. But to your shock, you have landed directly on something hard and poking at your skin.
You gulp.
Xavier, on the other hand, exhales and grips your hips more tightly.
.
No turning back now.
.
Your hands reach out to grab his shoulders to steady your body, and then you start grinding on top of his clothed boner. He moans, panting harshly as his hips move with you even though he is trying to hold himself back.
"Are… are you sure…?" He asks, straining himself to hold back.
"Yes, I am sure." You try to speak firmly through the haze of alcohol. You might be drunk, but you know damn well you want Xavier.
"No turning back?"
"No turning back."
You kiss him and full-on grind against his bulge, catching Xavier off guard. But he recovers quickly, sucking on your tongue when you push it into his mouth.
He lets a low, breathy moan slip from his lips, and you catch it with your own. Then, you continue to advance, pulling him closer and closer as if trying to merge him with your own body.
Your bare core is dripping all over him, making his already-wet underwear even more drenched. He already feels so good like this, twitching and leaking under this piece of fabric.
As it drags on, Xavier slowly gets up and helps you sit down on the mattress while he hovers above you. Your hands find his waistband and strip him of the last coverage on his body.
His cock springs free, glistening with pre-cum in the soft lighting. You look down and slowly reach for it, testing his reactions.
Xavier stays still until your hand wraps around him, and then he moans softly. You pump your hand up and down around him, spreading his pre-cum out evenly. Meanwhile, unable to hold back, he thrusts into your hand, panting desperately.
"Feels good?" You ask, surging forward to kiss his neck and give it a quick bite.
"Yeah... really… good…" He groans, lowering his head onto your shoulder.
His thrusts get faster and faster while his moans fill the room, mixed with the wet sounds of your hand stroking him. A needy whine falls from his lips, and Xavier bites down on your shoulder to suppress the embarrassing noise.
"I… I can't…" He croaks out, but his hips are still moving, slamming against your hand. His cock twitches, and you think he is close.
"You can… Cum for me…" You whisper, feeling strangely ecstatic. Maybe it is because you have dreamt of this day for so long, having him wrapped around your fingers, begging and panting pitifully.
"Ahhh… hahh…" He jolts suddenly, gasping and arching as he cums announced. Sticky translucent liquid coats your hand, making it even more slippery. You keep it going for a few more seconds, prolonging his orgasm, until his face twists, starting to show how overstimulating it is.
Then you let go.
He leans on you, trying to catch his breath. His dick is still half hard, twitching involuntarily. You rest your chin on his shoulder, nuzzling quietly, sniffing in his scent. The smell of alcohol is still strong, but his natural scent is starting to overwhelm it.
Then, Xavier turns his head to look at you with half-lidded, glassy eyes. You hold gaze with him, trying to figure out what he wants.
"Did you have fun?" He asks gently.
You nod, smiling a little as you caress the blush on his left cheek. Xavier nuzzles against your hand, kissing your palm.
"Can I… do something too?" He requests.
In the dim light of your room, Xavier does not look like a faraway star anymore. He has always seemed too out of your reach, like a distant planet in a vast galaxy where the skies bloom flowers and the ground is clouds, soft like cotton. And the wind there would carry the music of joyful birds through mountains made from lovers' vows.
But right now, he looks… Xavier. Utterly and wholly Xavier. Gentle, sweet, vulnerable Xavier. Your Xavier.
His right hand moves to grab your waist, but you barely even feel his touch. He calls your name, asking one more time, and you agree to him.
So, he lays you down in the bed and starts kissing, nibbling, sucking his way from your jaw to your stomach, leaving faint pink marks in his wake. His hands hold onto your ass, pulling you closer and closer to himself with every touch of his lips.
Xavier stops before he reaches your hips, looking up as if asking for permission once more. You nod again, wanting to see what a drunk Xavier would do with all this freedom given to him.
"Thank you…" His voice is light as feathers, gliding through the air and caressing your ears. You relax.
He dips his head down to kiss slowly around your hips to your pubic area. Your unshaved hair tickles his face, yet he does not seem to mind it. His hands tenderly part your legs, pushing them apart to reveal what is inside.
For a brief moment, you feel shy. But it quickly disappears when Xavier lands the first kiss on your inner thighs and then looks up at you with his pretty eyes and adorable red face.
He is exactly where you have been wanting him to be.
His teeth graze your soft skin before it gets marked with a fresh love bite. You cry out a little, but it only makes you more aroused. Xavier quickly looks up to make sure you are okay before continuing to nibble closer and closer to your most sensitive part.
Your eyes bore into his head, where his fluffy silver hair is hiding most of what he is doing to your lower body. Occasionally, Xavier looks up, and you can tell he is slowly losing control of himself by the gaze of his eyes.
He seems to be taking his sweet time, still attaching to your thighs and not where you want him the most. Getting impatient, you give his head a little push while gripping his hair, and Xavier's face is now on your pussy.
He raises his eyes just once more to look at you, his tongue poking out and touching your clit. You nod again, more firmly this time, and Xavier sticks his tongue out to lick.
It is experimental, in your opinion. You don't know if he has had experience with that mysterious beloved of his, but he seems to be taking it slow at first. Yet, it still makes you moan audibly.
But you know it instantly when Xavier switches it up and becomes bolder. He presses his tongue flat to your folds, licking up decisively before burying his face in your cunt and eating you out like a starved man.
You swear you scream right there and then, already sensitive after that long makeout session and jerking him off. One of your hands grabs his hair, pulling hard, while the other fists around the sheet, squeezing.
For one moment, you manage to catch sight of your reserved, proper, composed Knight smothering himself in your pussy, hair dishevelled, body tensed up as he feasts like a man who finds fresh water after wandering the desert for days. You cannot even see his face, only feel and hear him, sucking and licking your cunt like it is the tastiest thing in the universe.
His fingers join his mouth at your heat, one of them sliding in first and slowly thrusting in and out. Another one pushes in after, and Xavier scissors them open, stretching you out. His free hand keeps your leg spread, giving him space to move around as he wishes.
You yank on his hair as you buck up, groaning feverishly. This is the best you have been pleasured, and to think it will be the only time ever…
No time for sad thoughts, you need to enjoy this skilled mouth and tongue to the fullest. So you grind on his face, using him like a toy to get yourself off while Xavier continues to eat you out.
The orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, and you black out for a few seconds. You are not sure if you cum or not, but when you can open your eyes again, Xavier is gently licking you up and cleaning whatever mess you have made down there.
His fingers are resting inside you, not moving anymore, and only now do you notice that he has put one more inside you, making it three fingers.
The orgasm was just that crazy, you muse to yourself.
You push yourself up, grabbing Xavier, who is cleaning his face with his unoccupied hand, and kiss him some more, tasting yourself on his lips and tongue. The sudden action causes him to remove his fingers from your cunt to grab onto you, trying to steady himself.
When he pulls away, panting heavily to catch his breath, you can see clearly the messy state he is in. Wild hair, dazed eyes, swollen lips, face glistening with your juices.
He looks perfect.
Xavier takes a look at his dirty hand and decides to lick it clean, right before your eyes. The whole time, you can only stare at his fingers and tongue, which are very pink and wet, sliding against one another.
You snap.
"No more playing, Xavier…" You tug hard on his arm, turning his attention fully back to you.
Immediately, you bite the side of his neck, then slowly trail back to his jaw and his lips. Xavier holds you flush to his body, starting to lay you down on the bed once more as he settles down between your legs.
You reach down and grab his length once more, wanting to stimulate him enough to make him fully hard again. But it seems to be unnecessary, as he has gotten all bricked up from eating you out.
"Fuck me." You say without hesitation. "Now."
He whines against your lips, hips still moving as you line his cock up with your entrance. Tonight, Xavier is yours, for the first and the last time.
He tilts his head and kisses below your ear, then down to your neck, nibbling gently. With a careless thrust, his tip touches your fluttering hole, sliding in slowly.
You gasp, bracing yourself when you realise his size might be a bit challenging for you. The girth…
"Breathe…" He mumbles into your ear, reminding you.
And so you do. Breathe. Relax. Hold onto him.
Xavier takes his time, making sure you are comfortable taking him in, moving at snail's pace. You adjust to him inch by inch, trying your best not to be impatient.
It does not hurt.
He is frowning in concentration, holding himself back from thrusting in.
But at last, he is finally hilt deep inside you, staying still for you to keep adjusting. You huff in breath after breath, shifting a little to feel comfortable.
Xavier helps you before using his thumb to rub your clit, making you jump in surprise.
"Hahh… what…?"
"Shhh… just enjoy it…" He whispers in a weak voice, sounding forced.
You nod to him, moaning softly while your pussy throbs, clenching and unclenching until the stimulation works, and you signal for him to move.
Xavier does not waste time once he gets your permission, sliding in and out rhythmically. You wrap your arms around his neck, encouraging him to go faster.
So, he speeds up, snapping his hips against you while you drag him back into a kiss. Xavier gasps when you clench hard around him, and you take advantage of that to slide your tongue into his mouth.
"Hmm… ahh…" He groans your name, whimpering when you bite his lip hard enough to draw blood. The kiss now tastes of copper, and the scent mixed with the influence of alcohol turns you feral.
He is leaving tomorrow. He is leaving you, and somehow you are fucking him in your own chamber, both drunk and desperate.
You hold onto him more tightly, kissing him more deeply as his cock is still drilling into you. And maybe, you wish, if you and Xavier fuck hard enough tonight, he would not have the strength and will to leave you tomorrow.
Just maybe. Maybe he would stay.
Tears escape your eyes, turning the kiss all wet and salty. His movements never stop, only speeding up, fucking you deep and hard.
He must know why you are crying. And yet…
Xavier abruptly turns his head and bites your neck, giving you a hickey there. The bite hurts, and you cry out in pain.
But you love it. You want it. You even wish he would continue to bite you some more. However, Xavier lifts his head and starts kissing your tears away, turning back into his gentle self, shushing you quietly.
His arms wrap around you, holding you against his chest while he continues to move, thrusting into you as deep as he can. Xavier buries his face in your hair, murmuring something you cannot make out.
You don't care that much anyway. You already know nothing you do will change his decision. But you really, really want to be selfish for once and keep him locked up in your room, forever bound to your body like this.
But he is his own person, as you are yours, and you and he are not even dating. Having him like this, you should be satisfied and let him go.
(And you know you will never be able to do that.)
Xavier reaches down with one hand to rub your little rosebud, his cock still ramming into you almost uncontrollably. His other hand cups your face and brings you into the last kiss he will ever share with you.
Everything disappears, and there is only you and him remaining. No more Philos, no more Wanderers, no more responsibilities. Just Xavier and you.
You are lost in bliss and ecstasy when you finally reach your peak, tightening around him as you cum, spilling out right before Xavier does too. He moans into your mouth, still thrusting mindlessly until both you and he feel overstimulated and he is forced to stop.
It seems like all of his strength leaves his body with that final thrust, and Xavier collapses half on top of you. The tired man nuzzles your shoulder before lifting his hips to slip out and move himself off your body to lie next to you.
Exhausted, both from drinking too much and the intense sex, you don't even bother with anything else and pass out immediately.
Halfway into your dream, you can still feel phantom hands gathering you and pulling you close to a warm body, with a soft kiss landing on your temple.
But before you can understand what is going on, darkness swallows you whole.
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When morning comes, the ray of sunlight hits you in the eyes and forces you to wake up. You sit up, rubbing your eyes and groaning when your head starts pounding.
Right… the wine…
.
.
.
"XAVIER!" You yell when you realise what has happened and frantically look around to find him.
But the whole chamber is empty except for you. There is no one else to be found.
You look down at yourself, dressed in a soft nightgown and…
"Clean?" You mutter when you check your body, finding no trace of the wild, impulsive sex you had last night with your friend, who is also your Grandis Knight.
Even the bed is clean.
And now you start to doubt your memory. What if last night was just a dream you had?
You get off your bed, wanting to check around the room. But the sight of a cup of hangover relief on your nightstand catches your eye first, and you pick it up after some thought.
You drink it. The taste of honey soothes your dry throat right away. But the headache is still hammering in your skull, and you doubt any remedy can cure that quickly.
Your dress from yesterday… You find it on the coat hanger. Upon a closer inspection, there is a small rip on the side at the waist.
Xavier did grab that part very hard last night when you were making out with him, according to your hazy memory. Wanting to confirm it some more, you push through the headache and make a beeline to the table in the middle of your chamber.
All the food and utensils are gone, but you can still see a small dent on the surface right where Xavier must have slammed the wine bottle down last night.
You definitely had sex with him and then cried your eyes out while fucking him.
A knock on the door startles you.
"Your Majesty!" A maid calls. "The ceremony is in an hour."
The ceremony, right, and Xavier will leave at that exact moment, too. You look out your window, casting your eyes in the direction where you know his ship is located.
Xavier truly has left you, even though he is still on Philos.
You did not expect him to stay until you woke up, but it still hurts to think about it. But who cleaned you up?
The only logical answer is Xavier himself. The maids cannot enter your chamber without permission. No one can. And you doubt Xavier would have been bold enough to open the door to call them in and clean you up after having sex with you.
You sigh to yourself. No use dwelling on what happened last night anymore. Him not staying until you woke up can only mean one thing - he is leaving. He is probably on the ship to prepare for departure now.
You take a deep breath and call your maids in. Time to get ready for the ceremony.
FIN.
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I always welcome comments (directly here or on my strawpage at alexlittlestar.straw.page) so don't hesitate to leave me a few words ☺️ (read: I need validation and motivation to write)
Xavier has noticed where you have been checking out recently. Well, who you have been checking out, to be more precise.
He does not want to feel jealous. You and he are working on that a lot.
But he cannot help but want to be the only man and woman you love.
Duration: 7500 words
Posted on 24th April, 2026
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Tags: NSFW, Dom!MC x Sub!Xavier, Feminised!Xavier, Genderplay, basically it's Xavier dressing up and roleplaying as a girl, Strap, Dildo, Cunnilingus, Deepthroating, Oral Sex, Pegging, Anal Sex, Cowgirl Position (or Cowboy but since he's roleplaying as a girl), Delayed Orgasm, Multiple Orgasms, Dry Orgasms, Chastity Cage, Slight Overstimulation, Use of CN Honourific, 2nd personal POV for reader
Note: This is a fic to celebrate my 600 days of playing the game!
In the fic, Xavier uses the Chinese honourific "jiejie" to call the reader. This is a social honourific for an older woman/girl or a woman/girl you respect. This does not mean to call the reader "sister". It is like Miss but way less formal, more flirty, and is strictly social/romantic here.
This is also a roleplay so there will be some acting from both sides and I really just let Xavier be free to be as green tea as possible.
(If you don't know what green tea is, it's a term originally used for women who act too cutesy and weak to gain favour and affection from other people (usually men). However, it was quickly changed to be used also for men who also act weak and helpless for the attention and affection of their crushes.)
The reference/inspiration for his outfit (recommended by oomf): Link to Twitter
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Xavier is a jealous man. He is well aware of that.
It was not easy for him to enter this relationship with you, the only relationship he has ever had with you across your multiple lifetimes.
It is only natural that he has given himself a duty to make sure this relationship will never fall apart and that you will only love him.
So, one can only imagine his panic when he realises you have been checking out some women while going shopping with him.
At first, he thought you were just checking out their outfits, but once he saw you staring intensely at a woman in old, baggy clothes, he understood it was not about what they were wearing at all.
So Xavier figured you are attracted to women, too. And now he does feel a little bit scared. He does not want to compete against more people.
He needs to show you he can be as versatile as you want him to.
He needs to make a plan.
Xavier starts ordering a few packages to his house (he triple-checks to make sure the address is correct) and sorts through all the products he has bought to make sure you will like what he will show you.
For two whole weeks, that is all he does. Planning and learning.
But what he needs now is an opportunity.
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Your week has been stressful and full of hectic schedules. Xavier has not been able to meet you much, except for some quiet moments at night, spent solely on sleeping.
You are more irritated than usual, but he does not mind it. His patience is enough for both.
But it is not healthy for your health, which demands relief soon. He can help with that. He wants to help with that.
So, he goes through the schedule you shared with him and picks a good day to carry out his plan. You should not be tired that day, and also have a day off right after to rest.
He finds a day - next Friday. Your work that day will mostly be deskwork, while his will be physical. Perfect. He can wrap up his work early and come home to prepare the surprise for you.
Even just thinking about it makes him giddy. He cannot wait.
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D-Day has arrived. He calls early and tells you (lies to you) that he will be home late, and you should eat out before going home.
He figures you might get to spend some time with your friends first after the hectic weeks.
Meanwhile, Xavier goes home and showers happily, putting on the clothes he has bought and laying out all the toys that he thinks you might want to use.
He is not sure what kind of sex you might want to have later, so he has been staying off food all day and cleaned himself…
Just in case.
He texts you one just to ask when you will make it home.
"Maybe in 15 mins"
"Have you gone home"
As he receives your texts, Xavier smiles to himself and texts back to tell you that he is "on his way".
He gets a cat gif saying "Okay" back from you.
Then he lights the scented candle and dutifully kneels at the bedroom door to wait for you to come home.
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"Xavier, I'm home!" You call from the doorway, taking off your shoes and jacket before rushing to the bathroom to freshen up and get rid of the grime and dust of the city outside on your face.
His work shoes are neatly placed in the cabinet by the door, so you are assuming that he has arrived home before you.
It is already late, way past dinnertime, but the house is strangely silent. There is a gentle scent of… some sort of flowers, but no sound can be heard at all.
"Xavier? Are you home?" You call again, frowning a little. You were hoping to meet him at home. You barely got to spend any time with Xavier for a while now with that hectic schedule…
Feeling a bit upset, you tell yourself he might be out to eat. Maybe he will come home in a bit.
The strange smell of sweet flower, though… it seems to come from the bedroom. You wonder if he has brought some back from Jeremiah's shop.
You head in the direction of the bedroom, planning to change out of your clothes and maybe lie down a bit while waiting for him to go home.
However, the sight before your eyes when you open the door is not what you were expecting at all.
"Welcome home, beloved." Xavier smiles at you from his spot on the floor, wearing a cute white puffy crop top and a pair of denim shorts.
Women's denim shorts, to be exact.
The types that fan out a little at the hem with some white fabric layers underneath, making them look less like shorts and more like a skirt.
He even puts on just a little makeup, making his lips redder and cheeks blush like the roses you and he are growing on the balcony.
"What…?" You look around, a bit confused, but appreciating the sight nonetheless.
Some objects on the bed catch your eye, and now you can feel the heat creeping up on your face.
"I figured you want to release some steam after… You know?" He peers up, pouting his lips a little.
"And is this how you will help me release… some steam?" You grin, bending down to look closer at his face.
"Exactly." He beams back, tugging on your trousers. "Don't let all my preparation go to waste, alright?"
You pet his head.
"Don't worry, I won't."
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You agree to roleplay with him. Xavier said today he wants to be your sweet girlfriend, from the way he dresses to how you can call him. You have not the faintest idea of why he decided to do this, but you will humour him and happily play along.
So you kiss his cheek and take off your jacket. You will make sure to pamper him well today, treating him like the pretty girl he is.
You cup his cheek and caress his soft skin a little. Xavier closes his eyes and turns his head to kiss your palm.
"Do you want me to call you a different name, or is your real name okay?"
"I think I prefer being called by the nicknames you gave me." He nuzzles against your hand.
"Alright, baby, stand up and let me see what you're wearing."
You help him to his feet and lead him to the bed. Then you sit down on the edge and tell him to give it a twirl.
Xavier does as he is told, giving you a full look at his outfit. He even wears a brand new pair of cute shoes, which makes him slightly taller than he already is.
You reach out and tug him closer by his hands before grabbing his waist and squeezing slightly.
"But I'm wondering… which kind of sweet girl you might be?"
"I can be any kind of sweet girl you want me to." He looks down at you, stepping closer to stand between your legs.
"Surprise me then. I'll make sure to play along to whatever you choose."
"I want a kiss first. I prepared this well for you--" He boldly asks, batting his eyelashes teasingly.
You chuckle and pull him down into a sweet, slow kiss. His lipstick smears with yours, mixing into a brand new shade of red.
Leaving his lips, you make your way down his jawline, peppering more pink marks on his skin, nibbling gently to make him breathe faster.
At the same time, your hands travel down his thighs just to slide up into his shorts, caressing his butt behind those layers of fabric.
Xavier whines softly, lifting his chin so you can have better access to his neck.
"Beautiful…" You hum, biting him slightly.
"Ah… yes, just for you." He squirms in your hold, hands clumsily trying to grab your arms.
You are pretty sure he is putting on an act for you for now, so you are even more determined to make him lose his mind later to the point of being unable to act anymore.
Pulling Xavier onto the bed, you firmly make him sit on your thighs while you continue the assault on his neck and collarbone area as he whimpers and arches.
His hips start to move, causing his lower body to grind on your thighs. And even through a layer of denim shorts, you can feel a slight bulge poking at your skin.
"Good girl, Xayxay…" You pull back and cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb on his lower lip. "Open your mouth for me."
He obeys, playing the role of a shy, sweet girl perfectly, and opens his mouth just enough for your thumb to slide in.
"Suck." You order. Xavier quickly does as he is told, his tongue flicking out to lick your finger before he closes his lips around it and sucks diligently.
"That's my girl." You whisper, grabbing his ass behind his shorts.
Xavier pouts, causing you to chuckle a bit before taking your hand back. But he suddenly leans forward and catches your fingers with his teeth, biting just gently.
"Are you teasing me?" He murmurs in a soft, airy tone.
"Can't you tell?"
Xavier huffs, but says nothing. So, you continue.
"You can put a bit more effort into being my sweet girlfriend, you know?"
He frowns a little, thinking hard before his lips curve up into a sly smile. You can immediately sniff out something naughty in those thoughts he is having.
"Jiejie…" He calls sweetly, subtly lowering himself to look up at you with adoration in his eyes.
Your face reddens quickly. If you did not know this is your boyfriend acting as a cute girl, you would call this a "green tea behaviour".
(Well, Xavier has always been a bit green tea anyway, with how he keeps baiting you by acting all pouty and needy…)
But you shake it off quickly, lifting his chin up.
"Say that again."
"Jiejie…" He pouts. "You like cute girls like me, right?"
You bite the inside of your cheek, trying not to laugh and ruin this whole roleplay. But fuck… Xavier is so good at being a cute girl.
You close your eyes and take a deep breath. He is getting to you. Then you open your eyes and quickly recompose yourself.
"Well, yes. And you are the cutest of them all." You grin and cup his nape to pull him closer. His face is merely a few centimetres away from yours, and his warm breath is caressing your lips.
Xavier's eyes glance down a few times, and he swallows hard.
"Scared?"
"No."
"Why do you look nervous then, Xayxay?"
"You look like you want to devour me."
"Isn't that what you want?"
"Yes, but… there's something different about you today."
You chuckle before pinning him down, trapping him under your body. Xavier gulps, but you can see the excitement in his eyes. If he had bunny ears, they would be twitching frantically now.
Straightening, you reach for the lipstick on the nightstand and reapply it to your lips. Then, you start kissing his neck, leaving red marks all over his skin.
"Call me like that again, and I'll give you a proper kiss." You whisper to him as he moans under a gentle bite.
"Jie… Jiejie…" He whimpers.
"That's my girl." You praise before lifting yourself and kissing him deeply. The lipstick on your lips is almost gone, now having marked his neck and collarbones in a dark shade of red.
Your hands wander lower to his hips and carefully untuck his blouse so they can freely roam on his body.
When you first came into the room, you could already tell he was wearing a bra underneath (though, normally, his big boobs should already be wearing one, not just when he pretends to be a girl), but you are surprised to touch lace lingerie underneath his blouse.
You need to get him out of this outfit, no matter how good he looks.
So you unbutton his top quickly, almost ripping off a few buttons. Xavier gasps, having been caught off guard, pushing himself up a little for you to pull the blouse off him.
The red lace bra catches you off guard, standing out on his pale skin. As Xavier takes a deep breath, your eyes are glued to his big, captivating bo--
"Jiejie…" His soft voice calls you back to reality.
You clear your throat, feeling blood rushing to your face and ears. Xavier must have noticed your reaction already, which is why he is grinning mischievously.
"Do you like what you're seeing?"
You swallow. He looks so inviting right now, and your hands actually twitch at the thought of touching and grabbing him.
Xavier takes your hands and puts them on his chest.
"Feel me… don't hold back."
Your hands start to roam his skin, gently pinching and rubbing to feel him better. Xavier arches, moaning quietly.
"Not enough… I need your mouth on me… Jiejie, please…" His big, deep blue eyes stare at you, begging. And who are you to reject it?
You dip down and bite the side of his neck while your hands slide under his bra to finally explore what is underneath. He gasps out a pained groan, yet his body keeps pressing against you as if asking for more.
Your fingers have found his nipples and start to tease him by pinching and rolling the little buds, making him moan louder. Meanwhile, your mouth is kissing and nibbling your way down to his collarbones as your tongue occasionally flicks out to taste him.
His hands are lingering on your hips, tugging on your shirt a little. You did not notice this at first, too busy playing with him. But as his fingers brush past your skin, you immediately realise what he is doing.
"Trying to do something, bunny?" You chuckle, blowing a warm breath on his chest, right above his bra.
"I wanna feel you more… Please, jiejie…" He pouts, tugging on your shirt more desperately.
"Be patient…"
"I don't want to wait anymore…!" He huffs, and a pout is forming on his lips as he tries to pull your shirt up.
You grab his wrists and pin them down above his head, leaning down to whisper in his ears.
"Bad girl, Xayxay…" You nip at his lobe.
"I don't want you to tease me anymore."
"If you want to be rewarded, you have to behave." You state, ending his tantrum there.
Xavier struggles a little in your grip, but then becomes pliant, only scowling a little as you straighten a bit to look at him.
"But your little hissy fit won't go unpunished, baby. Open your pretty mouth."
His scowl deepens for a moment before relaxing, and he reluctantly opens his mouth.
You spit into it to his surprise. And before he recovers from the small shock, you close his mouth shut with one hand.
"Say 'thank you', Xayxay."
"T…Thank you, jiejie."
"Good girl."
When his eyes light up from being praised, you immediately swoop down to kiss him, pushing your tongue into his mouth.
"Suck." You give him a quiet order, and Xavier complies, sucking on your tongue while making small, random sounds of pleasure from the back of his throat.
"That's my girl." You pull back, complimenting him as he preens a little, looking slightly proud of himself.
"Thank you…" He hums, closing his eyes for a quick moment.
You slide your hands under his ass, past the fluffy layers of his shorts, to give him a little squeeze. Xavier gasps, arching as he spreads his legs.
"Jiejie… stop teasing me…!" His hands make their way to his shorts' button, trying to free himself from the piece of clothing.
You grab his wrists, tutting as you stop him. Xavier whines, clearly unhappy. But the bratty whine quickly turns into a high-pitched moan when you press your knee to his crotch, rubbing a little.
Something hard, like metal, pokes back at your knee from behind his shorts. Curiosity rises in your heart, and now you want nothing more than to strip him bare of this pretty outfit and find out what he has prepared for you.
But you cannot let him have this so easily… no.
"Beg nicely, and jiejie will do it for you." You purr into his ear, testing out the honourific. It rolls off your tongue naturally.
"Please, jiejie… take off my clothes…" He looks up at you with big blue eyes, batting his eyelashes a little. "I've been a very good girl for you, haven't I? Please, jiejie… I'll do whatever you tell me to do…"
As he speaks, his legs keep slowly spreading further and further apart. You know Xavier is super flexible with all his training for battles, but fuck…! Whenever he takes advantage of that for sex, it turns you on so damn much.
"Come on, jiejie… use me." He gives you a small pout, and oooh… something has snapped.
You quickly unbutton his shorts and pull them down in one smooth movement, revealing his lace panties. Xavier gasps, almost closing his legs on instinct.
You throw his clothes down onto the floor and push his thighs apart to admire his preparation for you. The panties, if they can be called that, are merely laces put together with a cute bow on top. There is a slit in the middle, and as he arches subconsciously, you can see the base of his butt plug - the metal one with a purple gem at the end.
And his dick… well, your question is finally answered. It is neatly locked inside a small metal chastity cage, still leaking pre-cum.
You chuckle, pleased with what you are seeing. Xavier gulps nervously under your stare, knowing he has done a good job of attracting you.
"So pretty… I'll make sure to treat your… pussy nicely today." You smile and slide a finger into his panties through the slit, pushing the plug deeper into his hole.
Xavier moans quietly, and you can see his entrance clench just a little around the metal toy.
"Let me… serve you too, jiejie… I'll be your best girl…" He huffs out, tugging on your hand.
"Oh? So you will do as I say, right?" You grin at him, and Xavier nods frantically. "Good girl, Xayxay."
You tug on his plug, pulling it out slightly and then pushing it back in. Xavier groans, pushing himself down to grind on your hand, but you pin him down with your free one, making him stay still while you tease him.
"Ahh…" He gasps out your name, the honourific temporarily forgotten. You smirk to yourself, hand moving faster while you bend down to bite on his shoulder.
Xavier writhes beneath your body, trying to cling to you. A pained yelp escapes his lips, yet he does not push you back. Instead, he sinks deeper into the feeling of submission and lets you do whatever you want to him.
Your mouth nibbles its way down from his shoulder to his chest, pressing your tongue to his nipple through the fabric of his bra. Xavier squirms a bit, trying to get you to touch him more.
"Such a needy little bunny." You hum, pushing your tongue into his bra, tasting his skin.
Your right hand comes up to play with his other nipple, pinching and rolling it between your fingers, drawing a few more moans from him.
But you still let the bra stay on him, dishevelled and wet as it has gotten. Xavier seems to be a bit annoyed, but soon, you wrap your lips around one side of his chest and start sucking, and his throat can only produce those sounds of pleasure once more.
After sucking both sides of his chest and having enough fun, you straighten and grab a bottle of lube from the pile of toys and other necessary stuff Xavier has prepared.
"W-What are you d-doing, jiejie…?" He asks, a bit out of breath.
"You'll see." You give him a wink and pin him down again, kissing him deeply. Your hands push his legs open, and you gently pull the plug out of him.
Xavier moans in surprise into your mouth, and you thrust your tongue into his. Meanwhile, you lube up your fingers without being noticed by him and poke at his entrance.
"Ah… jiejie…" He gasps. "Please… ah…"
"Please what? Use your words, Xayxay…"
"Please…" His ears redden. "F-Fuck me with your f-fingers…!"
Normally, he does not curse. But these words sometimes slip out during sex, and you can never resist the urge to pound on him. So, you crash your lips against his once again, just as your fingers enter his "pussy", pumping in and out slowly.
He clenches around your fingers, and soft, fluttering walls seemingly trying to swallow the digits greedily. You let him have it, pressing your fingers to his walls, curling them to rub at his prostate.
Xavier cries out during the sloppy, clumsy kiss he is sharing with you. You bite on his lower lip, tugging a little on it while pressing hard at his prostate, causing his eyes to roll back.
"Such a greedy pussy, Xayxay. You won't even let me pull my fingers out, huh?" You tease him as his hole clenches hard around you.
"Nghhh…" He moans feverishly.
"Can you even cum, Xayxay?" You tease, laughing at him a little. "Or do you need a bit more in your cute little cunt?"
He whimpers, writhing underneath you, hole clenching tightly. Inside the cage, his cock twitches and keeps releasing more and more pre-cum. It cannot erect, and you actually don't know if he can cum, but he can still have a dry orgasm.
Though him cumming thought the tiny hole in his cage would be really fun to see.
You add the third finger, stretching him out a bit more. However, this size is barely anything compared to what you had done with him before.
Keeping him pinned down, you keep pumping your fingers into his boypussy relentlessly. Xavier's hands are clinging to you, digging his nails into your skin while demanding more.
You kiss him when he sounds too desperate, and Xavier happily lets you dominate his mouth as well. At the same time, his body tenses up, and you can tell he is about to reach his peak.
"Come on, bunny, cum for jiejie." You breathe into his mouth, urging him. Xavier moans something unintelligible back, so you assume that he means he is cumming soon.
You curl your fingers and rub harder at his prostate, whispering praises of how he is such a good, pretty girl if he cums from your fingers alone.
As soon as the last word leaves your lips, Xavier jolts up, convulsing wildly as he orgasms, writhing uncontrollably against you. His cock twitches, but no cum spills out, signalling a dry orgasm.
It is fine. You still have more for later.
Xavier pants, lips parted as warm breath caresses your ear and cheek from how close you are next to him. Your fingers are still moving in and out slowly to help him ride out the pleasure, but they are no longer pressing at his prostate.
"Jiejie… felt so good…" He nuzzles.
"Good girl, Xayxay." You praise, kissing his forehead before pulling your fingers out and wiping them clean with a towel he has prepared beforehand.
"Thank you…" He pushes himself up. "Tell me what to do next, I wanna service you." He pouts.
You know he is asking to eat pussy in his own, indirect way. However, this is about how you will enjoy him, not the other way around. But maybe if he knows how to make you happy, it can be his reward.
"Stay still and wait for me." You give him an order before stripping yourself of clothes. Xavier's eyes are glued to your body, and you can even hear an audible gulp from him.
"Love… what are you…?" The usual pet name slips out before he even realises it. You ignore him and put the strap on.
"Pick one." You gesture to the dildos he has put on the bed.
"Me?"
"Yes, you. Pick the one you want. And pick carefully."
Xavier looks at the toys. You and he have collected quite a lot of different toys after a while, even the number of dildos only…
He picks up a pretty big one. Not the biggest one, but enough for him to struggle to take it the other day.
Xavier gives it to you, and you proceed to put it on. Then, you lie down.
"I want you to ride me." You give him the lube bottle. "Do it yourself since you want to service me so badly."
His eyes widen, but he quickly pulls his panties down. They have been moved around quite a lot when you fingered him. The front barely covers his cage, and most of the fabric is wet from the lube and his own pre-cum.
"Have fun. Do what you want." You did give him an order to ride you. However, you love giving him room to improvise and play around before getting to it.
So, you are not exactly surprised when he decides to lower his head and tries to give you a blowjobs first.
"Can I touch you as well? Not just the strap…" He asks, receiving a small nod from you.
While his tongue is busy licking the dildo up and down, his fingers gently run up and down between your folds, dipping in and out. You hum in satisfaction, encouraging him.
Xavier takes the toy into his mouth just as his fingers enter you completely, curling up to find your G-spot. Meanwhile, he is trying to suck "your dick" off like it is real, even going as far as to deepthroat it.
You love entertaining him. So, you thrust up a little to make his eyes water so prettily. Xavier gags, trying to breathe before bobbing his head. His lips, which are still pink from the remnants of the lipstick, tightly wrap around the girth of the toy.
"Such a pretty girl, sucking me off like this." You grab his hair, pulling a little. His fingers inside you stop moving for a few seconds. But when he realises you are not pulling him off the toy, they start again.
You push his head down slowly until his nose reaches the strap, and the toy is hitting the back of his throat.
"Look at me, Xayxay."
His glossy eyes look up, and he starts to struggle to breathe. The toy is truly big. His mouth is fully open to fit the girth of the toy.
"Aww… can't you breathe?" You say to him with mock sympathy. His hand has stopped completely, letting his fingers rest inside your pussy from how much he has to concentrate on sucking the dildo.
When his eyes start to lose focus, you let him go, and Xavier pulls back almost right away, taking in big gulps of air. His hand leaves your core, and you almost pout at the loss, but you want to see how he will continue with this.
Xavier looks back at you with pitiful eyes.
"Jiejie, you're so cruel."
"But did you love it?"
…
…
…
"I did." He admits after a moment of hesitancy. Then, he licks his fingers clean. "You taste so good. Please, can I?"
You give in and say yes, since he was so good sucking on the toy like that. Xavier smirks to himself as he lowers his body and starts nibbling on your thighs. The dildo stays in its place, proudly pointing to the ceiling while Xavier feasts.
He drags his tongue from your inner thigh to your cunt, gently parting the folds. Then he licks up to your clit and sucks hard. His hand returns to your core, his fingers sliding into your fluttering entrance and starting to move again.
You wrap your legs around his head, trapping him there. Your thighs are pressing against his ears, keeping him in place. Not like you need to because even if you want him gone now, you have to remove him by force.
Once he is allowed to eat your pussy, there is barely anything that can stop this man from having his fill.
You grab his hair again, pulling him even closer to the point of pressing your whole cunt to his face. Xavier does not mind, continuing to suck and thrust his digits into you diligently.
Already aroused from fingering him earlier, it does not take you long to cum. Your mind goes blank as your body tenses up right before your essence spills out of you, which Xavier quickly laps up, not wasting any drop.
You can even hear a few happy noises he makes, almost like a giggle, right before your legs loosen around him, and you pull his head up by his hair.
Xavier's face is blushing red, and he is licking his lips like a cat after eating its dinner.
"Happy?" You ask, still a bit out of breath after that orgasm.
"Hmm… very. I want more."
"No."
"But…!"
"Get up. You had your fun. Now I want to see you ride me."
His eyes, which have now become more focused, dart to the dildo. He picks up the bottle of lube next to your legs and straddles you.
Xavier pours a generous amount of lube onto the toy and starts stroking it. You bite your lower lip, trying to imagine it as him stroking your di…
He interrupts your thoughts by getting up and reaching down to lube up his entrance on his own, pushing his fingers in and out alongside the lube.
You can see him swallow, grabbing the dildo with one hand while the other braces against your body. Then, he sinks down slowly.
"Ah-ahhh…" Xavier moans softly, shifting around a little to try taking it in deeper. He did pick a rather big toy.
"Good girl… go slow." You encourage him, holding his hips with both hands to help him out.
"It's big…" He pants, but it does not sound like complaining.
"I know… you're doing well…" You coo a little, reaching down to stabilise the toy and help open his entrance a little bit more.
Xavier whimpers once half of the toy is in. Now that your hands are holding the toy, his own are free to leave to grab your shoulder so he can stay balanced.
It takes a while, but soon, the dildo is buried deep inside him to the hilt. He stays still to breathe, kneeling on both sides of your hips.
Your hands roam his body, massaging the tense muscles gently to make him feel better. His ears and face are all red from the effort to take all of the toy's length into his hole.
"Are you good, Xayxay?"
"Yes… it feels go- I mean, I'm good." His slip of the tongue causes you to laugh a little, and he pouts. "You can't make fun of me…!"
You reach up and cup his cheek to bring him down for a sweet kiss to soothe him. Xavier hums against your lips, seemingly satisfied now.
As the kiss drags on, his hips start to move, grinding and bouncing on your strap. You grab his ass with both hands, supporting his movements.
His pants and moans keep getting louder and louder, and you keep swallowing his breath as he does not pull away from the kiss. His tongue desperately flicks out to get a taste of your lips, and you take the opportunity to bite it to tease him.
"Ahh… hahhh…" He groans, finally straightening. His cock, locked in the chastity cage, bounces up and down with his body, but is totally helpless from its confinement.
You smack his ass hard, making Xavier cry out loudly and arch. Fuck, he looks so damn good right now that you cannot help but squeeze his ass hard.
"Jiejie…" He whimpers. You take your hands back and reach up to grab his chest, pinching his perky nipples. "Nghh… ahhh…."
More high-pitched moans keep falling out of his lips, and you relish in the sounds. Even though he is lost in the pleasure, he never stops his roleplaying, and you love him so much for that.
You roll his nipples between your fingers, pulling on them slightly while thrusting up into his 'cunt'. Xavier whines louder, jolting up like he has been electrocuted.
"Won't you cum for me, Xayxay? Are you gonna be a good girl again for jiejie?" You poke into the tiny hole of his cage, rubbing his tip with your finger.
"Ahh~ That feels s-so good…" He whimpers, almost doubling over. "R-rub me… please… I'm y-your good g-girl… AAHH!"
He bucks up, eyes starting to water as you poke the small hole of his cock.
"Sensitive?" You thrust up hard.
"Y-Yea… very…"
"Oh?" You poke again. He almost sobs at the overwhelming sensation, bouncing more desperately on the toy.
"W-Wanna c-cum… ple-please…"
His hips start thrusting forward as well on instinct, but all it does is make the tip knock hard against your finger, which keeps making him more and more overstimulated.
"Please… tell me… t-to cum… I've been y-your good g-girl…" He begs, whimpering, repeating the same words over and over again. You can tell there is barely anything left in his mind, just this big ass toy in his boypussy and your touch on his skin.
You smack his ass again, and he audibly sobs.
"Not yet."
Your words seem to cause him to cry, overstimulated and desperate for release. Drool is dripping from the corner of his mouth as his lower body never stops moving on the toy.
"PLEASE LET ME CUM! I'M YOUR GOOD BUNNY JIEJIE! I'M A GOOD GIRL PLEASE…!!!" He wails, his movements becoming clumsier and sloppier.
Since he is so sincere…
You slam your strap up into him, bottoming out. Then, you tug hard on his nipples, ordering loudly.
"CUM!"
White essence spills out from his tip almost instantly, leaking through the little hole of the chastity cage as he screams in ecstasy. You hold out your arms to catch him as he falls forward and convulses uncontrollably.
Your hips keep on moving slowly for a few more moments to prolong his orgasm while he sniffles and mindlessly mumbles something you cannot quite catch.
Carefully lowering him to the mattress, you pull out of him and check. His entrance is still gaping from taking such a big toy, pulsing gently. You trace your finger around it, making him twitch and jolt.
"T-Too much…! Ah!" He stammers, closing his legs, which you let him do. But you are not done with him.
"Enjoyed your little ride, bunny?" You ask, getting a nod from Xavier. "Of course you did. You even 'squirted' quite a bit."
You wipe up a little bit of his cum on his belly and raise your finger to his lips. Xavier flicks his tongue out to lick it clean, keeping up his good girl image.
"Cute."
"Thank you." He leans forward to nuzzle his nose against your hand.
You take off the strap and continue to pamper him so he can regain his strength for the last round. You give him (and yourself) some water, wipe his face clean of drool and give him a few gentle kisses. Xavier still has more than enough stamina, but the denied orgasm really wore him out a bit more than usual.
"Bunny, where is your cage's key?" You ask, whispering into his ear.
"Hmm…? You wanna unlock it?"
"Just tell me."
He points at the nightstand, where a silvery key is lying neatly next to your stuff. You move it closer to where he is resting, but make no move to free him.
"Still up for more, bunny?" You grin, massaging his thighs. Xavier says yes without hesitating.
You mount him, pressing your hands to his chest. Xavier's breath hitches in his throat, and his eyes sparkle with excitement. Normally, you like him to top a lot since he has more stamina, so the sight of you hovering above him always sends a thrill through his body.
With his eyes half-lidded, he smiles at you like an idiot as his hands grab your thighs.
"Are you going to ride me, jiejie?" He looks hopeful.
"What do you think?" You lift his chin with your finger.
"I think you should let 'me' out."
"And… you've been enough of a good girl to earn that?"
He nods. After all, he has been nothing but obedient and sweet.
"I'm your best girl, jiejie. I'll always be your good girl." His head dips slightly, and he gently licks your finger, which has slipped past his chin.
Xavier continues to nibble on it, raising his eyes to look at you as if begging. You make a small gesture to open his mouth, then slide some digits into it.
"Hmm…" He sucks.
"Pretty girl." You praise him, and he giggles on your fingers.
His tongue trails up and down before abandoning them, licking down your palm while his teeth carefully nip at your skin.
It tickles a little, but you don't mind it. And he looks super cute like this, which only arouses you even more.
You quietly move yourself lower until you can grind against his chastity cage. Xavier's eyes widen as soon as he finds out what you are doing, and a loud whine erupts from his throat.
"You're being cruel to me."
"Am I?"
"You know I can barely feel it."
You laugh at him and swoop down to take a bite of his cheek since he looks so damn cute. Xavier yelps, holding a hand on his cheek right after you let him go.
"Why?!"
"You look like a rice ball. I just wanted to bite you so badly." You chuckle, teasing him some more.
"You are really, really cruel."
"Oh? Then I guess I should live up to my reputation." You grin at him, and Xavier realises he has fucked up.
But before he can say anything, you are already cuffing his hands to the headboard, and Xavier pulls on it helplessly. Rules of the bedroom: No Evol unless discussed beforehand or agreed upon during sex acts. And he knows you will not let him free himself with his Evol anyway
Then, you take another strap and toy to put it on him while pinning him down as he protests. He was expecting you to free him, and this was not a part of his plan.
"What? Using a strap on my lovely girlfriend is only reasonable, right?"
"You…!"
"Ah-ah! Bad girl…" You tut.
Your 'lovely girlfriend' can only watch you lube up the toy and hop on it, lowering yourself until the whole length disappears inside your body.
Well, you usually prefer the real thing to toys (unless it is a vibrator), but you will fuck around with him some more.
You start to ride the toy, which is placed slightly above his trapped cock. Your hands still play with his nipples, giving him the barest minimum of pleasure to keep him on edge, but never enough to actually feel good.
Xavier instinctively thrusts up as you move on top of him, bouncing and grinding, even rubbing yourself with one hand while the other is occupied with his chest.
Your poor lover is getting more and more frustrated as it goes on, and soft whimpers and pleas never stop falling from his lips. He is desperate and wants to feel you around him, but you are in control now.
"Want me to ride you for real, bunny?" You huff, asking at last.
"YES! YES PLEASE!" He almost sobs in relief.
"Whose girl are you, Xayxay?" You drag a hand down his neck.
"I'm your girl! I'm your pretty girl… your obedient girl… please…"
"Good. You're mine, Xayxay."
"I'm yours… I'll always be yours… jiejie, please…"
He is visibly shaking, hands gripping tightly to the cuffs while stammering random words to beg for his 'freedom'.
"Since you're so sincere…" You caress his chin a little, then slow down on the toy, carefully lifting yourself off it.
"Thank you, jiejie… thank you…" He whimpers, watching you free his cock from the cage.
As you touch his flesh, Xavier hisses loudly. You can already guess how sensitive it is from the redness. It is not soft, but still only half hard from being suppressed in the cage.
"Hah…! Be careful… please…" He writhes.
"I will… just relax, bunny."
Testing the water by gentle touches, you whisper quiet praises to him and slowly ease the leftover pain from being in the cage for a good amount of time while doing strenuous activities.
"Good girl, Xayxay… stay still for me, alright?" You keep stroking him tenderly, and soon his hisses and gasps turn into moans of pleasure.
His body twitches, producing more pre-cum, which coats your hand and helps make it easier to jerk him off.
"Such a pretty girl… you're doing so well…" You coo softly, getting on top of him again. Only now do you remove the dildo you were riding earlier from the strap, holding it in your hand.
"W-What are you doing with that toy?" He glances back and forth between your face and the object in your hand.
"Open your mouth, Xayxay…" You wave the toy.
He gulps, but still obediently does as you said. You push the dildo into his mouth while sinking down on his now fully hard cock.
"Hm.. mmphh…" He moans around the silicone, eyes rolling back as your warmth envelops him.
The toy you picked is not particularly long, since you already knew you would not cum on it and only used it to play around with him. The girth is still big enough to have him stretch his mouth out for it to fit, however.
Xavier gags, and you grind faster on his cock. All he can do now is clumsily sucking the used toy, swallowing your juices on it, and taking your pussy like the good girl he has been.
You rub yourself with your free hand, trying to control your pace to maintain the pleasure for both yourself and Xavier.
His breathing has become heavier while his cock keeps twitching inside you. He is cumming soon, you can tell. You need to catch up with him.
You push the toy deeper into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat, and Xavier's eyes widen as he gags and chokes before you pull the toy out completely and kiss him.
He tastes like you, tangy and a bit salty, both mixed into the sweetness of the kiss. At the same time, you clench around him, and Xavier cums instantly, spilling out inside you.
Your hips' movements stutter when the warm, wet feeling spreads around in your heat, and you finally orgasm, cunt pulsing around him as if milking for more.
Xavier is uncuffed and pulled into your arms when the intense pleasure finally passes. You keep the kiss going, whispering sweet nonsense to him, ending the roleplay.
He whines quietly, nuzzling like a needy cat. His hands cling to your body, holding you flush against his own.
"Are you okay, Xavier?" You ask and kiss his forehead.
He nods, humming softly. So you decide to pet his head and play with his hair a bit more until he can talk to you better.
A moment of peace goes by, and Xavier looks up at you.
"Do you feel better now? Less stressed?"
"I do, actually. Thank you, love." You touch your nose with his. "I love you."
"I love you too, starlight. I was a convincing pretty girl, right?" He beams, the tip of his tongue poking out a little between his teeth.
"You were. My most beautiful and sweetest girl." You let out a giggle, and he laughs with you. His hand comes up to brush your hair back, cupping your cheek for another kiss.
"Stay with me for a bit… then we should clean up." He whispers as you pull away.
"Sure, bunny. Just for a bit, though."
Your body is tangled with his while both you and Xavier gently caress each other's bodies.
"Why did you decide on this to roleplay?" You gesture vaguely to the messy pile of women's clothes.
He rubs the back of his neck and swallows hard. The tips of his ears, which have just returned to their natural colour, are reddening again.
"Well, I've noticed something recently…" He starts to tell his story.
FIN.
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Summary/Tags: Disassociation, Implication of Bad Mental Health, Fluff, Emotionally Unstable but no outburst, Xavier being a good boyfie, 2nd person POV for MC
Duration: 1675 words
Posted on 26th March, 2026
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Note: Just a feel-good fic for some dark days. My mental health always plummets during March/April for many reasons and I think it's about time I wrote about disassociation. I get like this sometimes but I always have to force myself to snap out of it and it always affects me negatively. But unfortunately, I don't actually have a Xavier. So this is how I cope with it lol
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Time is passing by agonisingly slowly.
Everything around you is silent. Too silent.
You can even hear the ticking clock on the wall, the very same clock that Xavier randomly bought at the supermarket just because it has a pair of bunny ears.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
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Xavier.
.
You want to go out and see him.
He lives right above your place, and it usually takes at most one minute to reach him.
He is right up there.
But you cannot move.
Your whole body is as stiff as a wooden board.
He lives right above you.
Your eyes are still glued to the wall.
Xavier is very close, just within reach.
You cannot even move a muscle.
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Tick-tock…
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You really want to see him.
.
Tick… tock…
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It has been 10 minutes (or is it more?) since you started to think about him.
.
Tick--
A soft knock on your door pulls you back from the trance you have been in for quite some time now.
It sounds like Xavier's knocking.
You want to answer him. You really do.
You want to tell him to come in and snap you out of whatever state you are in.
But you stay frozen still.
Your mouth just will not cooperate, and your eyes are still glued to the damn blank wall.
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Knock-knock…
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Xavier must know that you are at home, right? If you had gone out, you would have told him.
But you are still scared he will leave, and you will continue to stay in this position for god knows how much longer.
"Come in… please just come in…" You beg in your head.
He calls your name from outside your flat, knocking once more.
You cannot even swallow your own saliva, stuck in this spot like a statue.
"Are you sleeping again?" He asks again, his voice a bit softer this time. "Your door isn't locked. If you don't answer, I'll just come in, is that okay?"
You know he knows that sometimes you get like this. Not often, but enough for him to know.
So you wait.
There is a soft creek as the door gets pushed open by Xavier, who is deliberately making some shuffling noises to alert you of his presence.
"I'm in!" He calls out. "I locked your door."
You can hear his footsteps around the house, and you desperately want to get up and come to him, but you still cannot move an inch.
"Love?" There is the sound of his voice right outside your bedroom now.
If only you could move and talk to tell him that you are in here and waiting for him…
Xavier knocks gently on your door, much more gently than when he did it on your front door.
"I will assume you are in there. And I'll come in, alright? I just showered, so you might notice the smell of my shampoo." He warns in a quiet tone, letting you know everything to expect when he comes in.
You can move your eyes just enough to see the knob turning and the door being pushed open slightly.
Xavier walks in, barefoot and wearing his comfortable clothes. He does smell like his shampoo, not too harsh on your nose, but noticeable enough to identify it from even a few meters away.
He moves closer until he is kneeling on your bed, in your line of vision.
"Good morning, darling."
You know you look like a mess, having woken up merely a while earlier (you do not know how long it has been to be exact), still in your sleepwear with your hair all over the place.
Your eyes slowly scan around until you are staring into his eyes.
"There you are." He chuckles softly. "Can I touch you?"
Touching Xavier always helps. But he always asks if you want to first before making his move.
However, you cannot even open your mouth to tell him yes.
You swallow. It works this time.
You will try nodding.
Exhaling… inhaling… exhaling again…
You nod. Xavier smiles when he sees that.
"That's good."
He slowly moves closer and reaches out to touch your hands first. His hands are cool. Not cold, but not warm either. They feel good against your hands, though.
Xavier shuffles a bit closer and holds your hands in his.
"It's okay. I'm here." One of his hands moves to brush your hair down, making those stray strands stop tickling your face.
It feels good. You are not so annoyed anymore.
"Try moving your hands. I'll help." He whispers, squeezing your hands in his.
You want to. You really want to.
But it is so difficult.
Xavier does it again, slowly easing your stiff hands.
Your fingers start to twitch.
"That's it. Keep it up, darling." He hums, kissing your hair.
You huff through your nose, causing him to snort.
"Again."
Your right hand moves first, touching against his skin, now slightly warmer from squeezing your hands.
"Good job, love."
Soon enough, your fingers are entwined with his, feeling the warmth spreading through your skin and flesh.
"Now that you can move your hands, squeeze once for no, twice for yes. Is that okay?" He tilts his head a little, looking into your eyes while speaking.
You squeeze his hands twice.
"Thank you. Now, first question, have you moved at all after waking up?"
Once.
"That's a no, okay. Then you must not have eaten either. I'll order something later." He muses to himself, but says it loud enough for you to hear. "Now, second question, can I hold you?"
You hesitate. But then you squeeze twice.
"Hm… there is something else." He becomes quiet for a moment. "Do you want me to hold you, or do you only want to sit in my lap? Once for the first option, twice for the second."
Twice.
"Ah… makes more sense. I promise not to trap your arms and legs." He carefully manoeuvres you into his lap, keeping his hands on yours and letting your legs stay free out of his hold.
You think the movements actually help you feel more relaxed. You have gotten out of the stiff position, and you don't feel quite "frozen" anymore.
You swallow.
"No talking? Right?"
Twice.
"Okay, no talking then. You don't have to say anything at all until you want to."
You slowly nod. You still prefer squeezing his hands.
"Okay. Do you want some more light in? It's very dark in here." The curtains Xavier bought for your room have kept all the natural light out. They do help you sleep, but…
Maybe a bit of light will be good.
You squeeze his hands twice.
"I'll light your room up bit by bit. Queeze once when it's enough."
With his Evol, Xavier starts to brighten your room. Once the dim light is enough for you to see the patterns on Xavier's clothes, you squeeze his hand.
"Alright, enough then." He nods, kissing the side of your head. You are sure you have not washed your hair for a few days, but that has never seemed to be a problem for Xavier.
He moves a little before asking again.
"I think some water would be a good start. What do you think?"
Twice.
"Alright. But then I'll have to get up. Will you be comfortable on your own?"
Twice.
"That's good. I'll stack some pillows up first."
He does as he said, stacking some pillows up for you and letting you sit down on the bed, leaning on them.
Then, Xavier leaves just to come back with a glass of warm water. He helps you drink.
The water does its job and wakes you up a bit more from your dissociative state. You push the glass back to him once you have drunk enough.
He puts it on your nightstand.
"Try moving a bit more." He coaches. You know what he is doing. It helps more in the long run if you can do it on your own without his help. You don't want to be dependent on him either.
But his help is always appreciated.
So you do the easiest task first - moving your arms. It takes a bit of time, but you succeed.
Meanwhile, Xavier waits patiently, coaching quietly in his soft, warm voice.
It does not get this bad usually. But you have been feeling down for some time now, so this was bound to happen.
You are glad you are not on your own, though.
"Touch me." He holds out his palms. You reach out and put your hands in his.
"Good… You're doing well."
It takes a bit more time for you to sit up straighter and move your head. The clock keeps on ticking, but you have no idea what time it is now.
You are back in Xavier's lap. But this time, you manage to do it yourself.
He takes out his phone.
"I'll scroll through some food, and you point at the food you want, alright?"
You don't feel very hungry. But you are willing to look. Noodles or soups might be easier to eat right now.
So you choose your food, and Xavier chooses his.
"Wanna go to the living room and cuddle on the couch? We can wait for lunch there."
You nod.
"I'll take you there, alright? Unless you want to do it yourself." He offers you two options.
You shake your head. It'll be faster if he takes you there. Besides, you don't really want to leave his arms.
His warmth.
The living room is a lot brighter and feels less stuffy than your bedroom. It is not exactly sunny outside, but the weather is perfect.
Xavier settles down on the couch with you and turns on a TV show.
"Now we wait." He smiles, his eyes twinkling like distant stars on the night sky.
You give him a nod of affirmation, then rest your head on his shoulder.
Now you wait.
It will be better soon.
You just need to stay in his arms for a little bit longer.
FIN.
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Xavier is a bunny, and you are a cat. A perfect match.
Not only so, you two also match each other's freak perfectly.
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Like the cat banners, Xavier has bunny ears and tail, while MC, aka you, has cat ears and tail. This is just pure fun and sexy time.
This is also my entry for XavMC Week 2025 - Day 7: Free Day.
Duration: 10205 words - 2 chapters
Originally posted on 24th May, 2025 (finished)
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Tags (for just chapter 2): Dom!Xavier x Sub!MC, Backshots, Mating Press Position, Vaginal Fingering, Light Bondage, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Denial, Come Eating, Vaginal Sex, Spanking, Cunnilingus/Oral Sex
Note: This is the second chapter of the fic, which is also where it ends, but the au will keep getting expanded whenever I have a new idea.
Link to the first part: Chapter 1
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Ever since you bought a new body wash, Xavier has been acting strangely. You know his nose (and yours, too) is rather sensitive, so you have been selective about fragrances.
This one should be mild, it is not something you are used to, and to be honest, you don’t find body washes with this scent often. But your best friend recommended it, and you found the scent not so bad, so you bought it.
It has been only three days, and Xavier is acting very weirdly. At first, you chalked it up as the result of the wild sex you had with him the other day, but now it is just ridiculous.
He is clingier than usual, and a bit moodier, too, whenever something inconvenient comes up. You pet a someone’s cat loose in the hallway for too long, and he would whine and try to tug you away.
“Xavier… maybe we should go out today. It’s sunny outside.” You come out of the bathroom in your robe after a morning shower to find him lazing around on the bed.
Instead of answering you, he just tugs you down with him and sniffs your neck.
“You smell good.” He mumbles, a pout already forming on his lips.
“I just took a shower.” You try to pull away, but he keeps a tight hold on you.
“Stay here,” Xavier nuzzles. “I cannot let you leave this bed smelling like this.”
“Hmm?!” You make a surprised sound before Xavier pins you down and climbs on top of you, continuing to press his face to your neck and collarbones. “Xavier…!”
Your long tail unconsciously wraps itself around his waist, keeping him close.
“You’ve missed me… say you have, please…” He murmurs into your ear, his large hands grabbing your waist to press your body to his.
“I’ve missed you, bunny…” You tilt your head and kiss on the spot under his ear on his neck, making him groan.
“That’s my girl…” Xavier hums against your pulse point before sucking on it, leaving a faint purple mark.
“But we haven’t been apart for any time at all.” You laugh softly.
“You know that’s not what I meant.” He pouts, his brows creasing a little as he kisses your neck again.
Your wandering hands find the hem of his shirt and tug it up.
“Eager.” He chuckles and nips at your collarbones.
“You wanted me to miss you.” You pull his shirt off swiftly.
Xavier takes a deep breath, dark eyes staring down at you. Your eyes are immediately drawn to his chest.
Giving in to your impulsive thought, you reach up to squeeze his pecs.
Xavier gasps out your name in surprise as he pulls back a little. You let go of him and laugh softly before Xavier narrows his eyes playfully and scoops you up to throw you to the centre of the bed.
“Oh… you’ll pay for that, love.” He tugs on one of your cat ears.
“Xavie…” You cling to him and whine out before trying to flip him down to regain control of the situation.
But Xavier is also fast. He grabs your wrists together and pins them above your head while smiling smugly at you.
“Dumb rabbit.”
“Yes. But I’m your dumb rabbit.” He somehow manages to look even more smug. Playfulness has replaced his moodiness from earlier.
“Let me go.”
“No.”
“Xavier!”
He tilts his head while his eyes travel up and down your body. Your bathrobe is dishevelled, the two front folds almost pulled apart from each other, exposing your thighs.
Xavier’s free hand comes down to rub on one of your thighs, his eyes following the movement of his own hand as it lifts your leg to sling it over his own thigh.
“Don’t even think about it.” He leans forward, hovering over you. His breath is hot on your lip, and his body feels warm against yours. “I want to kiss you so bad…”
“Then do it.”
Xavier wastes no time, smashing his lips against yours in a heated, passionate kiss. He still keeps his grip on your wrist firm, but loose enough for you not to get uncomfortable.
His tongue starts poking at your lips, asking for entrance, and as you gasp softly, he lets himself in, exploring your mouth.
Once you feel like you are almost running out of air, Xavier pulls back a little, just enough to let you take a deep breath, before diving back down and stealing your breath away again.
After seemingly like forever, Xavier is finally satisfied and lifts up, panting harshly. You feel a little dizzy from the lack of oxygen to your brain, and before you can figure out what is happening, Xavier is tugging on your robe’s belt.
“Bunny…” You warn teasingly.
“You don’t want me?”
“Let my hands go.”
“No. You always try to fight me.” He pouts a little. “I’m tying you up.”
“What? No!” You laugh and almost yell in surprise, but Xavier’s nimble fingers only work faster to undo the belt and pull it from your robe, leaving the fabric to freely separate from each other.
You swallow thickly and look at the belt dangling from his hand. This robe is the soft, fluffy one that Xavier bought for you a few months ago. Even the belt would feel like clouds against your skin.
Xavier kisses your forehead before tying your wrists together. You try tugging on the belt, it is comfortable at most, but you cannot free your hands.
“Now you can be my cute little kitty.” He nuzzles against your flicking ears before straightening up.
You huff, looking down at your exposed body. Your chest is still half covered, but well… that explains his hungry gaze.
Xavier’s bunny ears twitch ever so slightly before he fishes your tail out from beneath your body and drapes it across your tummy.
“How are you gonna take the robe off if you tie my hands like this?” You wiggle a little, but Xavier only leans down and flicks the robe’s lapel off your chest, his eyes roaming your body, ignoring your question.
“You’re so beautiful… and you’re all mine…” He whispers, kissing your neck and sucking a few marks onto your soft skin. “Mine…”
He props both your legs on his thighs to shuffle closer, lips trailing down your collarbones and then to your chest. You squirm against him.
“Be good. You had your fun the other day.” He nips at your chest, right above your heart. “Now it’s my turn.”
Xavier tends to use his mouth a lot for some reason. He always asks to taste you, bite you, yada, yada. You don’t mind, though, because he is really good at what he does.
The silver-haired man munches on your left breast, his teeth pulling gently on your skin. He is purposefully avoiding the area where your chest is the most sensitive.
“Xavie…” You whine and scowl at him.
“What, love?” He grins smugly up at you.
“You’re teasing me.”
“Well, I learnt from you, Miss.”
His tone is light, but you know he is promising you a rough night ahead. You squirm again, but Xavier only pins you down with one hand before dipping down and sucking on your right chest without touching your nipple.
He sucks hard on your underboob for a long time, making you writhe against his body. When he looks up, you are pouting pitifully while your tail flicks at his hips.
“Beg. And I’ll give you what you want.” He nuzzles gently between your breasts, his fluffy bunny ears caressing your face.
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“Please, bunny.” You mumble.
“Hmm? I can’t hear what you’re saying.”
“Please, Xavie… More…” You arch, presenting your body to him.
“That’s all I wanted to hear, love.” He kisses your cheek before trailing down again, latching onto your breast and sucking hard.
You moan his name, feeling his tongue and lips on your sensitive but neglected nipple. Xavier’s hand grabs the other, his thumb and forefinger rolling the bud, tugging on it gently.
He switches to the other nipple, freeing his hand to go find the base of your cat tail, scratching gently.
You almost mewl at the sensation but choose to bite on your lower lip instead, letting a soft whimper escape your throat.
“Let me hear it…” Xavier murmurs around your breast, sending vibrations throughout your body. “Don’t hold back.”
He catches your nipple between his teeth and tugs, forcing you to cry out a high-pitched whine.
“That’s it… That’s my girl, keep making those sounds…” Xavier softly encourages, tugging on your tail. Your legs automatically wrap around Xavier’s hips, keeping him close to your body.
“Stop…” You wiggle as your tail thrashes in his hold.
“Adorable…” He grabs your tail firmly, but does not so tightly as to avoid causing pain. “But we both know you don’t really want me to stop, right?”
You pout and stare at him before mewling out a pitiful “no”, and Xavier chuckles.
“Good girl… Be honest with me.” He nuzzles against the soft fur before pulling himself up to hover above you again. His other hand is on your thigh, fingers dancing lightly on the cool skin.
His lips soon find their way to yours, pulling you into a rough, sloppy kiss. His body feels hot against yours, and you can even faintly make out the thumping of his heart where your chest and his are pressed together.
His fingers dance closer and closer to your heat, tracing circles on your skin as they move.
The first contact his fingers have with your core is gentle, a bit too gentle for you to realise at first. But then they skillfully part your folds as Xavier still kisses you senselessly, you gasp and tighten your legs around him.
“Relax…” He turns his head and nibbles on your earlobe, his breathing hot against your ear.
You swallow and force yourself to relax, and Xavier runs his fingers up and down between your folds.
“So wet already… We barely started, love.” He kisses below your ear, laughing softly.
“You know how to turn me on after all…” You shiver, feeling a finger entering your awaiting hole.
He pulls back, his eyes darkening when you clench around his finger. Something has changed.
One of Xavier’s hands forcefully pulls your leg away from his body and holds it up to make more space for himself. Then, he pushes another finger in and starts thrusting faster.
The speed increases rapidly, making you gasp and tug on the robe’s belt around your wrist.
“Oh gosh…” You jolt when he presses his thumb to your clit as his hand still keeps moving. He does not slow down a lot, only stopping a few times to scissor his fingers to stretch you out.
Every time you try to close your legs on instinct, he only pushes them back apart again, keeping his firm hand on your raised leg to keep it in its place. You whine and moan, writhing on the mattress before Xavier finally adds the third finger and pumps hard into you.
The scream was a bit unexpected, drowning out the sound of his satisfied chuckle.
Xavier curls his three fingers inside you, massaging at that sweet, sensitive spot while pressing his thumb down hard at your little nub.
“Cum for me, angel…” He thrusts a few more times before curling his fingers again, his thumb rubbing on your clit at the same time.
You wail loudly, your core spasming around his fingers as you arch and writhe on the sheet. Xavier tuts a little, and you realise it is a dry orgasm, but still an orgasm nonetheless.
He has stopped moving his hand, leaving his fingers inside you while your walls stop pulsing. You pant hard, staring at the ceiling, and your bunny boyfriend pulls his fingers out, licking them a little.
“You always taste so good, love…” He smiles at you, his hand is still glistening with your juices. “Try it.”
He raises his hand to your mouth and lifts his chin a little. It is a silent order for you to lick it.
You obey, taking his fingers into your mouth and sucking on them, tasting yourself on him. Xavier swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and he pushes his fingers deeper into your mouth.
“Nghh…” You make a soft whine, still sucking hard while your tongue dances around his digits, making sure they are clean.
“You look so beautiful like this…” He whispers in a low voice, tugging on your tongue a little before pulling out.
The silver-haired man looks at his drenched fingers for a brief moment before a soft huff escapes his lips, and he pushes both your legs apart.
You barely have any time to react, letting him have his way, keeping your legs spread and watching him take off his boxers.
Xavier is fully hard now, the head of his cock is slick with pre-cum. Your eyes follow the movements of his hand as it strokes up and down his length while he kneels down between your raised legs.
His ears are standing up straight, focused, alert. You know he is itching to take your right here and now. Sharp blue eyes bore into your heat, and you feel your face getting even hotter.
“Why are you staring?”
He turns his gaze up, tilting his head a little.
“I can’t believe you’re all mine…” Xavier lowers his head and kisses your tummy. “Ready?”
“Yes…” You breathe out.
Xavier rubs the head against your core a little, making you whine and arch your torso up. Your bunny boyfriend only chuckles at your needy little act before tapping his cock on your sensitive cunt.
“Xavie…” You whine and tug on the belt again. “Don’t tease.”
“Well, you did look very happy teasing me the other day.” There is a little mockery in his voice, and you almost regret dragging it out for Xavier the other day.
Almost.
It was too fun anyway. And you don’t mind him taking a little revenge.
Xavier slides his member up and down between your folds, his warm, slick flesh rubbing against your clit, which has luckily stopped feeling so stimulated.
Just when he stops and pushes into you a little, making you think he will start fucking you, Xavier pulls back out and continues teasing your throbbing pussy at the entrance.
“Xavie, please…” You beg, pulling on the belt around your wrist.
“Stop struggling… you’re not getting your way this time, love.” He taps on your clit again, his other hand holding your folds apart, giving himself access to your most sensitive point.
The belt has loosened a little from your struggling, and you hastily pull it off your wrists. Xavier looks up and realises the restraint is gone now, and you are starting to get up.
“You lost.” You grin and get ready to pound on him.
But Xavier is also fast, faster than you, obviously, and he quickly grabs you to pin you down again.
“Bad kitty.” He growls softly at the back of his throat and flips you over, so now you are on your stomach with your hands held behind your back by him.
“Xavier!” You squirm. But deep down, you are enjoying this a lot.
“Stay down, kitty. Be good.” He nips on your earlobe. “On your knees, love.”
His fingers are still firmly wrapped around your wrist, but he has stopped pinning you down now. His free hand helps you get on your knees before Xavier settles behind you, pressing himself to your ass.
“You could have been lying on your back and enjoying this… but you decided to be a brat instead.” He swats at your ass, making you cry out in surprise before pushing your legs apart again.
Your tail straightens in the air, but Xavier’s free hand guides it to his arm - the one holding your wrists together - and lets your tail wrap around it.
“Stay there.” He pats your tail gently, and you shiver, subconsciously arching your back even more.
His cock is brushing against your dripping wet folds again, sliding back and forth without entering. A soft whimper escapes your lips without your permission, and Xavier chuckles from behind you.
“Do you want it, kitty?”
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“Yes, please…” You mumble into the sheet.
“I can’t hear you, love.”
“Yes, please… Xavier, please fuck me…” You whine louder, pushing your hips back against him.
Instead of answering, he leans down and kisses your back right before pushing it into your core.
You take a sharp breath, but try your best to relax for him. Xavier gives you a moment to adjust, his hand still gripping on your wrists, before starting to move.
He does not take his time thrusting into you slowly. The speed quickly increases, his pulsing cock pounding deep into your warm, fluttering hole.
You bury your face into the sheet, having no support for your upper body since Xavier is holding your arms behind your back.
But strangely, you don’t mind.
Your breathing quickens rapidly, and shallow, needy moans keep falling from your lips. His free hand swats at your ass once more, making you yelp, before finding its way to your clit.
“Do you like it, kitty? Do you like how I’m fucking you from behind like this?” He leans down and asks you in a soft voice, contradicting how roughly his body is drilling into yours.
Whining to yourself, you cannot even form a coherent answer to him. But Xavier seems to be satisfied with your little moan and starts rubbing you even faster.
“That’s it… let go for me…” He bites your shoulder hard before straightening up, now slamming into you at a brutal pace. “Cum for me, kitty.”
You gasp audibly, rapid breaths falling from your gaping open mouth as you take him in over and over again.
His hand rubs firmly on your little rosebud, and he bends a little to press his chest to your back while his hips are still snapping against your butt.
“Will you be good for me, kitty?” He hums into your hair, and you mindlessly nod a few times.
Xavier kisses your nape and lets your wrists go, so his hand can be free to grab your breast. His fingers gently roll your nipple, so now you are stimulated at three spots at once.
You cannot think, your mind is all foggy, and the only thought that is running through your head is him all over and inside you.
“...close…” You mumble to him, whining a little.
“Are you gonna… cum for me, kitty…?” Xavier asks, a bit breathless from how hard he is working for both his and your pleasure.
“Ngh…” You nod once, whimpering at the back of your throat.
“Good kitty.” He stops talking altogether to focus on pounding into you, his cock twitching inside your fluttering walls, signalling his oncoming orgasm.
Xavier holds back a little, making sure you cum first. As you writhe and sob beneath his body from the intense pleasure, the silver-haired man stops holding back and lets his seed spill out inside you, filling you up.
His hand is still moving against your clit, prolonging your orgasm until it becomes overstimulated, and you sob and cry to beg him to stop.
Xavier snaps back to reality and carefully lowers you to the sheet before licking his hand clean. Then, he pulls himself up to kiss your cheek.
“Are you okay, love?” Xavier nuzzles a little.
“I’m… I’m good…” You cling to him, wrapping your shaky arms around his neck.
“Good… because I’m not done with you.” He kisses you before you can react to that statement. His dick is still half hard, rubbing against your thigh.
Xavier’s hand wanders to your head and starts scratching your kitty ears. You moan into his mouth while your fingers dig into his shoulders. Your boyfriend only takes the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth and explores it eagerly.
His fingers scratch faster, and you latch onto him, your legs wrap around his hips once more. One of your heels brushes against his little bunny tail, and Xavier groans into your mouth.
“Need you… I need you, bunny…” You whimper, feeling his cum leaking out from your soaked cunt.
“Good girl, kitty…” He nuzzles sweetly against your neck. “I’ll give you whatever you need.”
He pulls your legs away from his body, making sure they are spread out nicely for him to gain access to your pussy. Xavier then pushes himself in again, groaning in delight as he feels your warmth envelop him once more.
You try to grab onto him, but Xavier pushes your legs together and folds your body almost in half as he pounds.
The new position feels weird, but also great at the same time. With how close his upper body is to yours, Xavier can still scratch on your kitty ears, making you writhe under him while his other hand keeps your legs pressed together and propped on his shoulder.
You squeeze your eyes shut, your breathing turning more and more laboured with each thrust from Xavier.
Your bunny boyfriend turns his head to nip at your calf, leaving faint teeth marks there. The sudden pain makes you jolt up underneath him, and your core subconsciously clenches around him even more tightly.
Xavier moans loudly at the sensation, snapping hard into you. Your scream rings out in the room, and he takes the chance to swoop down and kiss you hard.
Your body is folded in half, tightly trapped under his as he still thrusts in and out relentlessly. Clinging to the last ounce of your control, you reach up and grab onto his shoulders, your fingers barely holding on.
“Do you like it when I fuck you like this, kitty?” He whispers, his eyes dark and voice rough, but you can still faintly make out a sliver of his desire to please you and get praised by you.
“Y…Yes… I-- ahh… I love it…” You babble out your answer between moans and whimpers.
“Good…” He huffs and bites your ankle once more. “Can you… cum again for me, kitty?”
You nod, your eyes tightly shut, and your mouth gaping open. Xavier slows down to angle himself so that he will hit that sweet, sensitive spot inside you.
“Open your eyes, kitty… Look at me when you cum…” He orders, slamming hard into you to enforce it.
Your eyes snap open, and you dazedly stare at him as he continues pounding into your warm, slick hole.
“C-Cumming…” You stammer, your eyes start watering, but you still try to keep eye contact with him.
“Cum for me, love…”
Your fingers dig hard into his skin, and you wail loudly and spasm against his body. The constriction of your cunt also stimulates him enough to make him orgasm right after, shooting another load into you.
As your walls continue to pulsate around him, Xavier finally straightens up and releases your legs before pulling out.
Just when you think it is over, the silver-haired man dips down between your thighs and attaches his mouth to your leaking cunt.
“Xavier!!” You cry out and immediately grab onto his hair, right between his fluffy white bunny ears.
His tongue starts lapping up the mixture of your and his cum, which is spilling out of your used and overstimulated pussy. Your legs thrash on top of his back while your hand yanks hard on his hair, but Xavier does not seem to mind it.
If anything, it might even spur him on.
He sucks hard on your reddened clit, making you see stars right there and then. The room is now filled with slurping and grunting sounds from Xavier and your breathless whines and moans.
His hands keep a firm hold on your hips, massaging your muscles gently as he eats. While you look like a mess, squirming and whimpering from too much pleasure, Xavier only continues eating calmly and enjoying your taste.
The only sign of how turned on he still is is how twitchy his ears are. However, you can barely notice them.
Xavier starts eating faster, nibbling on your flesh. You can already feel another orgasm approaching, and you tug hard on his hair again.
“Wa-Wanna cum… Xavie…” You whine, your body trying to curl up from the intense pleasure.
“Hmm…” He hums against your core, sending vibrations throughout your body.
But just as you are about to climax, Xavier stops and lifts himself to grin at you.
“No… No! Why did you stop?!” You whine, almost sobbing from the loss.
“It’s more fun, kitty…” He nuzzles against one of your thighs.
“Please… I’ll do anything… Don’t leave me like this…” You beg, holding onto his wrist.
“That’s a good kitty…” He smiles and leans up to kiss between your flicking ears before settling down between your thighs again.
Xavier quickly licks a long stripe on your needy pussy before looking up to grin at you, taking in your expression. You whine, wanting him to continue.
“Keep going…, please…” You sniffle, and he relents this time, kissing your pubic area before continuing to eat.
He presses his tongue flat on your folds and drags it up and down, taking all your juices into his mouth. You grab a fistful of his hair, pulling his face closer to your pulsing heat.
Xavier alternates between sucking and licking, his tongue never stops moving against your flesh. You wrap your legs around his head, trapping him down. He lets out a soft chuckle at your action and starts doing it even more aggressively.
You scream and cum right there and then, squirting out a little, which Xavier happily drinks up. But he does not stop after that. If anything, he works even harder now, latching tightly to your core.
“Xavie… Xavier… T-Too much…” You sob, arching and writhing from the pleasure he keeps on giving you.
His tongue slides into your fluttering hole and greedily feasts on the wetness your body is producing. His nose is buried into the area near your clit, continuing to stimulate you as it replaces his mouth.
You yank on his hair hard, and Xavier’s nose grinds against your little bundle of nerves, pushing you over the edge one last time.
Your cry rings out as you reward him with your release. Xavier consumes all of it without wasting even a single drop before finally letting you go.
Sobbing into the ruined sheet, you can barely feel him gathering your body into his arms and petting down on your hair and cat ears.
His hand is now rubbing your back in circles while his lips, all clean after some quick wiping, pepper soft kisses on your forehead.
“Good girl… shhh… You did well…” He holds you tightly, mumbling soft, reassuring words into your ear.
You shiver a little and cling to him.
Xavier only chuckles, nuzzling against your cat ears and kissing your head once more. His other hand holds onto your thighs, careful so as not to touch anywhere too sensitive.
“Can you hear me, kitty?” He presses his forehead to yours, and you nod, trying to calm your breathing.
You can feel a faint sigh against your warm skin while Xavier pulls you even closer to him. He keeps holding on to you for a while after that, until you almost nod off.
“I’ll get you something to drink. Can you wait for me here, love?” He looks into your eyes, his sharp, piercing gaze has turned into something softer. His hands are still massaging you tenderly.
“I can…” You nod, and he smiles in satisfaction, kissing your head once more before lowering you to a clean part of the sheet.
“I’ll be right back...” He murmurs your name softly before leaving the bedroom.
After a moment, he comes back with a warm glass of water. He even brings your metal straw with it. When he makes sure you can hold the glass to drink without your hands shaking too much, Xavier leaves to draw a bath.
He comes back soon after, taking the glass away and pulling you into his arms. Xavier presses a soft kiss on each of your cat ears as he carries you to the tub.
His hands are tender and careful as he cleans you up before cleaning himself as well. You doze off a little, leaning against his chest.
Seemingly amused by your sleepy state, Xavier chuckles softly into your ear, kissing your cheek while he is at it.
When your boyfriend carries you out of the tub, your body smells faintly of the new body wash. You rest your head on his shoulder while Xavier dries your body with a fluffy towel before bringing you to the couch to wait so that he can clean up the dirty bed.
Only half awake, you watch him move around, throwing dirty laundry into the wash and putting a new sheet on the mattress. Finally, he comes back to you with a gentle smile and scoops you up into his arms again.
“Sleepy? You should rest.” Xavier lays a small kiss on your forehead, his palm smoothing down your hair and caressing your droopy ears.
“Stay with me…” You tug on his other hand.
“I won’t go anywhere. I promise.” He kisses your forehead again, letting his lips linger there for a little longer.
“Okay. Sleep well, bunny… Love you…” You mumble, closing your eyes.
“I love you, too, kitty.” Xavier nuzzles. “Sweet dream, my love.”
FIN.
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💫...doubt thou the stars are fire... but never doubt I love...💫
By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Summary: Xavier loves you, and you love Xavier.
There are different ways to express how much you and he need and want each other.
Duration: 7550 words
Posted on 21st February, 2026
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Tags: Smut, Fluff, Slight Angst, AFAB!MC, Cunnilingus/Oral Sex (MC receiving), Handjobs, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Starship Sex, Bedroom Sex, Sex while Standing, Xavier's girth is gonna cause some issues, a lot of sloppy kisses, a lot of sweet kisses, Hickeys, Vaginal Fingering, Wild Sex vs Gentle Sex, some aftercare, Cuddles, Whining, Whimpering, Moaning, a lot of sex noises
Notes: I analysed Eulogy of Light and thought there were two parts where XavMC might have had sex, and I wanted to write them, plus making these two scenes different from each other to see how situations can change the way they have sex.
It turned out to be a bit different from what I had in mind but I'm still very pleased with the final result.
Hope yall have a good read!
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"From now on…
…Your Majesty…
…you're all mine."
The two figures join in a starry waltz, spinning in each other's embrace as they take off from the platform of the starport, turning into what can be seen as a shooting star before disappearing into deep space.
But to you, it is just Xavier taking you back to "his" starship, which soon takes off from Cloudwhirl Starport.
You question him about how he managed to get a starship. Xavier is calm, way too calm, as he answers your question, making you want to rile him up.
"You kidnapped me without a second thought. But what you want the most… The recorder from the military base is still in Sioh's hands."
He chuckles, leaning closer.
"Didn't you already pull out the data chip from it? Back at the military base, I heard you unlock the hidden slot through the comms."
"You actually knew…" You are surprised, and a bit disappointed as well. You want to tease him a bit more. But you relent and pull out the data chip with a small pout.
Xavier turns to put the starship on autopilot before moving closer to you again, taking your hand in his this time.
"You've already entered the Gates."
You lower your head, letting him fasten the necklace around your neck. It makes you feel warm and tingly inside. After all, this necklace carries your and his promise.
"Then you're aware." He continues. "No matter how long it takes, I will find you."
"Of course. Otherwise, I never would've risked using the necklace as bait."
You trust him. You had trusted him way before this confession. Yet, when you look into his eyes now, you feel like this is the first time you and he have truly met, now that you have gained all the memories you two should have of each other.
You touch the necklace. The promise it carries spanned 300 years, but only now has it been fulfilled.
"I kept my word." Xavier places your hand on his chest, where his heart is beating. At the same time, your own is also drumming in your ribcage, mixing together in a silent symphony.
No one but you and him can hear it.
He is close, so close to you. It makes your little heart beat louder and faster with every breath of air you share with him.
Everything feels different now, even Xavier, even yourself. You have to acknowledge these feelings that you have tried to bury deep inside, and you cannot run from them anymore.
Ba-dum… ba-dum… ba-dum…
You can hear your own heartbeat louder now, breaking the thin veil of silence around you and him. Xavier moves his hand up to cup your cheek, his thumb gently rubbing on your skin.
"You said what I wanted the most was the evidence of Sioh's crimes. That's not true." He bends down lower, touching his forehead with yours. "What I want the most is… a person."
His hand slowly trails down to your neck, then keeps going lower and lower until it reaches your waist and rests there.
Your eyes meet his burning gaze as you cannot take it anymore and cup his nape, pulling him into a kiss
Xavier almost stumbles, his hand moving to your back as he tries to steady himself and deepen the kiss. It is clumsy, but you pour all of your pent-up emotions into it, letting your feelings take over.
"You're bold." You tell him as you pull away.
"I hope you can forgive me, Your Majesty." He says calmly before closing the distance again. His lips are still warm and soft, meeting with yours in the middle.
His tongue slips between them, flicking out and poking at your lips as if asking for permission.
Heated breath burns between you and him, making your head spin. You cannot think, and frankly, you don't want to anymore.
You just want him.
Before both you and Xavier run out of air, he pulls away first, and you gulp in a deep breath greedily.
"Is this how you'll ask me to forgive you?" You ask him.
His fingers curl behind the small of your back, gripping you tightly. Instead of answering your question, he asks you another one.
"May I be bolder, Your Majesty?"
"If I said you couldn't, would you listen to me?" You tease him again, wanting to see how he will react this time.
"Not necessarily." He answers calmly, his free hand holding yours.
Feeling bold yourself, you grab his clothes and pull him back into a deep, searing kiss. Xavier eagerly responds, stepping closer until his body is pressed against yours.
Both you and he stumble, and your back almost hits the cold control consoles, yet Xavier's warm and gentle hand shields you before you can get hurt.
The rush of adrenaline that you thought was gone now surges back up again. Your head is empty, your body is burning hot, and all you can feel and hear is your own heartbeat and him.
Your lost prince has returned to you.
Yours.
And no one else's.
The kiss becomes more and more heated as you open your mouth and let Xavier in. His tongue is warm and… very wet. But you don't mind it at all. In fact, as the kiss gets sloppier and messier, you find yourself enjoying it more and more.
You choose to suck on his tongue, making Xavier gasp audibly and pull away. His intense gaze searches your face, from your lips to your nose, before stopping on your eyes.
Staring back at him, you can tell he is still holding himself back, but his eyes do not lie. They cannot. You can see the desperation, the need, the desire he has for you right now.
He seems a bit dazed, his hands squeezing your waist, pulling on the thick, fancy fabric of your Empress outfit.
You would let him rip it off right here, right now.
"Come to me, Xavier." You cup his cheek, pulling him back to reality.
"I'm here." He covers your hand with his own, nuzzling into your palm. "I'll never let you go again."
You grab the purple sash on his clothes and pull him into another kiss, but this time, you advance and push him back until Xavier stumbles into a chair, being forced to sit down.
He groans into your mouth, tilting his head back when you pull away just to lean down and look for the bite mark you left on him earlier.
It has almost disappeared.
Too bad, you want the mark to stay visible for days at least.
But you can always mark him up some more.
So you start unzipping from his collar down, freeing more skin on his neck to find a good spot to bite him.
Xavier's breathing is becoming heavier and heavier as he waits.
There.
Perfect.
You gently lick his Adam's apple to tease him right before biting down at a more tender spot above his collarbones.
"Ahhh…" He chokes on a groan, fingers digging deeper into your hips. "That's… good… keep going…"
At his encouragement, you sink your teeth deeper. His whole body is tensing under yours, and his eyes become dazed and glassy at this pain-turned-pleasure.
You let him go after another short moment, tongue lightly soothing the pain with each lick. When you pull back, he turns his head to you, staring with half-lidded eyes.
You smile happily as if you had not almost bitten through his skin and cup his face, giving him another passionate kiss on the lips.
All the kisses seem not to be doing enough to satisfy you. You need more. You crave more.
And Xavier is willing to give you everything.
"I need to be closer to you…" You whisper to him, unzipping more of his clothes.
"Do it. Make me completely yours."
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You get frustrated when you try to take his clothes off. Too many zips and buttons. The sash keeps getting in the way. And Xavier's soft chuckles do not help at all.
His nimble fingers skillfully finally free all of his upper body, leaving you to look at his naked chest and abs.
You lick your lips, eyes following those long, slender fingers as their owner throws the sash away.
"Is there anything of your liking, Your Majesty?" He asks in a teasing tone.
"Hmm… it's adequate." You tease him back.
"Just… adequate?" Xavier raises an eyebrow. "Then…, I suppose… I have to try better to please Your Majesty."
He takes your hand and kisses it, letting his lips linger a moment too long. You shudder, feeling the warmth spread from your hand to everywhere ony your body.
Xavier certainly knows how to put on a good show for you.
You tilt your head, tracing your free fingers on his toned chest, caressing the old scars from past battles. Xavier swallows, his gaze following your movements like a hawk.
He is not the only person who knows how to play this game here. You do as well.
Suddenly, you grab his chest and squeeze gently, letting your thumb brush over his nipple, causing Xavier to let out a surprised moan.
"You…" He sucks in a deep breath.
"Ah-ah! Shouldn't you be calling me with an appropriate title?" You smirk and pinch it.
He scowls a little, but the small curve at the corner of his lips cannot lie.
"My apology, Your Majesty." Xavier arches into your hand. "I'm yours to handle as you please."
You grin in satisfaction, pulling your hand from his grip so you can play with both sides of his chest at the same time.
A red blush has started to grow on Xavier's face, spreading to his ears, making him look extra adorable and… edible.
You want to bite him again.
So you swoop down and sink your teeth into his chest, making his whole body jerk up at the sudden pain.
However, you go easy on him this time, pulling away right after biting. There is a stark contrast between the red mark and his pale skin. You caress it with your fingers before pressing down and making him jolt.
No, not jolt.
Buck up.
Something is poking at your thigh from below. As you look up, Xavier is squirming in his seat, looking away.
His blush is so red… It's cute. You think to yourself.
You get off his lap, unzipping his pants as Xavier watches intensely. He gulps loudly when you finally strip him bare, freeing his hard cock from its containment.
It is almost as red as his face, and there is something leaking from the tip. You catch Xavier's gaze when he looks up at you and move your hand forward to grab his twitching length.
"Ah…" He moans, lowering his head a little.
Moving your hand up and down, you wonder how this, how he will feel inside you.
"Agh…" He groans, stuttering your name, the fancy title long forgotten.
"Does this feel good?" You ask even though you already know the answer.
Xavier nods, biting his lips while reaching out to grab your wrist. His eyes are darker now, lust and desire finally showing as he gazes at you.
"Are you planning on having fun all by yourself?" He asks, pouting a little.
"Aren't we both having fun?" You tease, asking in a light, airy tone. "Or… are you not having fun with me here?"
"I am…" He takes your hand off his cock, slowly standing up. "However… should I be the one serving you, as your… favourite?"
"You know damn well I don't have any others." You scoff as he gently seats you on the chair before getting down on one knee and taking off your boots.
"That's why I'm automatically your favourite, no?" He looks up with wide, bright eyes and makes your heart skip a beat.
"Well… yes, but…"
"No buts." He says with an air of finality, leaving no room for argument.
Xavier then stands up and cups your face with his hands before leaning in to meet your lips in another kiss. You bite down on his lower lip, pulling a little, drawing a gasp from him.
His sneaky hands have already found their way to the buttons on your clothes.
"May I?" He asks, purring into your ear before nipping at your lobe.
"Go ahead."
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Soon enough, you are also naked, leaning on the backrest of the chair while Xavier is burying his head between your thighs.
Your back is slightly arching, your fingers are digging into the armrests, and your legs are trapping him close to yourself.
You did not think he would use his mouth on you.
His fingers, sure, but his mouth? That was unexpected.
Xavier's tongue is exploring your flesh, running up and down in an agonisingly slow pace. It does feel good, though, the way he licks and laps and sucks…
"Ahh… hahhh…" You moan louder, shuddering.
Strong arms lift your ass a little and shift you around until he can have access to your fluttering entrance and slide a finger in.
It takes him some effort, but as soon as your own juices get spread around, lubing your sensitive hole up, it becomes easy for Xavier to add another finger.
He scissors them, opening up your cunt, letting his tongue have a small taste test by licking your entrance gently.
It tickles a little, not the toe-curling kind of good, but it is indeed interesting.
It makes you clench around his fingers, and that causes Xavier to chuckle a little.
"Relax…" The murmurs your name instead of the title again. "You're squeezing me too much."
You swallow, taking a deep breath and willing yourself to relax.
"That's right… now, I can… do this…" He moves his fingers around some more, gradually stretching you out.
You peer down at his neglected member again. It is certainly big, the girth…
Sliding down a little more, you spread your legs wider so Xavier can prepare you better.
"Ah… that is convenient." He laughs quietly before leaning back in to continue eating you out.
There are three fingers inside you now, caressing your wall, pressing at your most sensitive, vulnerable spot. At the sound of your soft cry, Xavier looks up.
His lower face is slick with your juices, and his eyes are dazed, almost like he is drunk. His lips are slightly parted, moving just a bit with each breath he takes.
"Will you cum for me?" Xavier asks, nuzzling and kissing your thigh.
"Hah… y-yes…" You squeeze out the words. He smiles and nips on your soft skin, now using his free hand to rub on your clit in circles.
You arch, jolting up from the sudden burst of stimulation. Your brain stops producing thoughts, and your eyes roll back.
It crashes into you like a tidal wave, and you think someone screamed.
Maybe you did.
But you honestly don't know for sure and don't care anymore.
It just feels so good, and there is only Xavier left on your mind now.
There is both softness and roughness on your pussy, one gently gliding and massaging to prolong your pleasure, one pushing you over the edge and causing your whole body to spasm uncontrollably.
When the fog clears up again, you can find Xavier munching on your thighs while his now-clean hands squeeze your ass a little.
"Had fun?" You huff out.
"I should be asking you the same question."
"Yeah… I did." You snort. Xavier's eyes light up as he rises from his kneeling position.
"So did I." He bends down and kisses you again, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.
The kiss soon gets heated again, and you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Xavier grips onto the armrests to brace himself so he will not crash into your body.
"I want more…"You whisper into his mouth, and Xavier quickly swallows your words with a short gasp of breath before continuing to kiss you.
He straightens a little, hands now making their way to under your thighs and lifting you up. You wrap your legs around him, tightly locking your ankles but not letting his lips go.
He stumbled to the console table, his mouth finally managed to escape yours and is now nibbling down your neck and chest.
You unlock your ankles behind him, spreading your thighs wide. Xavier looks down and gets your hint right away.
Pent-up and burning desire cannot be hidden anymore. Xavier gives in and spreads your folds with his fingers, hands slightly shaking. His free hand is now stroking his cock, lubing it up with his own pre-cum.
"Are you sure?" He asks, looking straight into your eyes.
"I am."
And at your precise, quick answer, Xavier lifts his cock higher and pushes the head in. He stops right there, eyes watching your reactions carefully.
You arch a little, trying to make it easier for him. Seeing how you positively react to the intrusion, Xavier becomes bolder and slides it a bit deeper in.
"Ah…" You huff, spreading your thighs even wider to take him in.
The size of his girth makes it a bit difficult, but Xavier keeps giving you time to adjust, his fingers never stopping to open your entrance with care.
"Does it hurt?" He asks as you bend to rest your forehead against his.
You shake your head.
It does not really hurt. But it certainly is intense.
You grab his shoulders, fingertips digging into his skin while Xavier slowly pushes deeper. Maybe sitting when doing it for the first time is not a very good idea after all.
You decide to let go of him and lean back on the glass window of the starship. In this new position, you can feel your body ease up and how his cock can not slide in with less difficulty.
"Oh… that's better…" Xavier breathes out, pushing your thighs up and apart.
Soon enough, he is hilt deep inside your cunt, and now you are voluntarily pulsing around him. It feels good, being stuffed full of Xavier like this.
(You can already tell you will be addicted to this feeling, or what's next to come, soon.)
Xavier is making himself busy by nibbling on your chest, leaving behind some faint hickeys. You shift your body a little to make yourself comfortable on the console table, moaning as his mouth envelops your nipple.
"Ahh… Xavi…" You arch, clenching around him.
He releases your left breast with a wet pop and moves onto the right one. At the same time, his hips have finally started moving in and out.
You cling to him, trying your best not to clench and inhibit his movements.
"Faster…" You whisper once you are used to the sensation and the size.
Xavier hums around your breast, picking up his pace at your encouragement.
"Ah… nghh…" You moan and tilt your head back.
"Is this good enough for you, Your Majesty?" Xavier asks teasingly, kissing your pulsepoint.
"Fuck… yes… harder…!" You tell him, and Xavier obeys, snapping his body against yours.
Your eyes start to water as he moves one of his hands to your clit and rubs. The pleasure is almost unbearable - it is making your head spin and your body spread out even more.
You want more, more of this, more of Xavier.
It is coming, you can tell. Your head is both empty and full of his name at the same time. You wrap your arms around his neck, clinging to him as your and his bodies move together like the Interstella Gate's opposing currents, rushing forward to meet each other in one singular point.
Time and the cosmos are no more - only you and Xavier remain. Starlight hits your line of vision in blinding wonder, taking away all of the air in your lungs.
Somewhere in deep space, you can faintly hear your name resounding through the endless darkness.
It is calling for you to come back.
Back to… where…?
Back to…
"XAVIER!!" You call his name loudly, body convulsing as you peak right before he does as well.
Your name never stops falling from his lips, echoing through the cockpit of the starship, harmonising with his name from yours.
Both of his arms are around you now, holding you close through the shared orgasms. He kisses you again and again and again until there is no more air left between you and him.
His hips are still moving. He is still hungry for more. And you are not much different, craving and yearning for more of him.
More of your Xavier.
"Mine…" The word slips from your tongue, reaching his ear and making him shiver.
"Yours… from now on… forever, yours…" He whispers back, kissing you even more.
Xavier lifts you up from the console table, and you immediately wrap your legs around him. He keeps thrusting into you while standing, his lips never leaving yours.
"Again… please…" He begs for more of that sweet, sweet pleasure of making you cum. Both you and Xavier are clearly overstimulated and somewhat exhausted, and yet, his determination keeps him going and standing.
You think they should design more starships with beds from now on.
Nodding to him, you move your mouth to below his ear and bite his neck again, drawing a loud whimper from Xavier.
"Keep going…" You urge.
Your body is so, so sensitive already. It feels as if it is about to burst. Your warm inner walls are clenching, squeezing around him like it is trying to milk his cock.
One more… soon… You think to yourself, clumsily kissing Xavier and missing, landing your lips on his jawline instead.
The third time you cum, which is also the second time you do when fucking Xavier, is way messier. Your body releases before you even peak, dripping down to the floor with quiet tapping sounds.
Xavier cums first this time, spilling out into you. And that is also the last factor you need to orgasm again.
You feel full, so full, as your body tenses up and sends you into blissful pleasure. You probably make some embarrassing noises, but you doubt Xavier really pays attention to them, keeping himself busy by nibbling on your neck.
He ends up searching for the chair again, holding you close to himself as he catches his breath. You rest your head on his shoulder, listening to him navigate the ship through the vast cosmos, heading toward a destination.
What is the destination?
You don't know. But you trust him.
Kissing his neck below the ear, you finally let yourself succumb to sleep.
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It has been a few weeks since Sioh was killed by Xavier's - his own nephew's - hand. Things have been very hectic lately, and you can barely catch any alone time with Xavier.
You manage to steal a kiss or two sometimes behind doors or curtains, or in some dark corners between meetings and paperwork. But at the end of the day, when you and he both come back to the bed chamber, no one will talk much. There may be a few kisses, hugs, and cuddles, but you and Xavier usually crash early and sleep until morning.
The workload just got lighter last week, and you have managed to catch some more sleep to recover some strength.
Xavier started to demand that you eat meals with him more often to ensure you eat enough to gain back some weight.
After a week, you finally look and feel healthy again. The workload is still a lot, but it is surely more manageable.
You see Xavier more often as well. He even gets the chance to "steal" fifteen minutes of your time for a makeout session.
But it is not enough for you.
After the first, and only time so far, you and he had sex on that starship, it has been plaguing your mind with what you want, and might do once you can have an exciting night with your beloved again.
So when you have an early night, you come to Xavier's study first to surprise him. After all, if your… "favourite" wants to go to bed early for once, others will not (and should not) mind it.
You peer in without knocking, having gotten Xavier's permission to "come in whenever, no need to alert me". He is, however, not at his desk.
Frowning to yourself, you push the door open and step in.
Xavier is sitting by himself in an armchair by the window. He is silent, just staring out at the vast, dark space.
You creep closer and closer, trying your best to be quiet.
"Hmm…?" He hums softly before calling your name.
"You heard me?"
"From the moment you opened the door." He turns his head slightly, smiling faintly at you.
You approach him, and your beloved reaches his arms out to pull you into his lap. There is something different about him today.
Staring into his eyes, you can tell he is not feeling well.
"You got off work early today," Xavier says in a teasing tone, nuzzling your neck, sniffing the familiar and comforting scent.
"I wanted to surprise you." You kiss his cheek. "I didn't expect to find you off work early as well."
His hair is soft, a bit unruly, which only makes him look fluffier. You run your fingers through the silver locks, discarding them gently.
"Hm… keep doing that…"He breathes out, closing his eyes and resting his head on your shoulder.
"You seem tired." You note.
"I'm not." He denies it, kissing your neck once.
"You look like it." You lift his face with your hands. "Too much work?"
He shakes his head, turning his face to kiss your palm.
"Nope." Xavier covers your hand with his and pulls it down to rest them on your lap. "Don't worry about it."
But you will not have it. You want Xavier to trust you enough to tell you what is going on with him.
"Tell me." You plant a kiss on his forehead.
"It's nothing."
"It's not nothing. Something is clearly bothering you."
You grab his face in your hands and stare into his eyes. They widen in surprise, but Xavier quickly regains his composure and smiles sadly at you.
"It has changed so much…" He pulls you back into his arms. "I haven't had a chance to really… process the changes in the Empire until…"
"…until today?" You finish as Xavier trails off.
"Yes. Until today." He kisses your head. "With Sioh gone, everyone I knew was gone. He was my uncle, an awful and irredeemable one, but he was still the last person left from… my time."
You play with his hand, listening to his soft voice.
"I don't regret anything, coming here, meeting you, killing him, and… falling in love with you, but it just hit me how much it has changed." He looks down into your eyes. His words are bolder, and you take a wild guess that it is from how emotional he is feeling.
"You have me." You rest your head against the side of his neck and his shoulder. "I'll be with you every step of the way."
Xavier lifts your hand and kisses it, letting his lips linger for a moment longer than usual.
"Then, I'll count on you to keep your words, my love."
"We should go to bed early today." You suggest.
"I'm not tired."
"But you are drained. Sleep is a good way to recharge."
Xavier nods at last, letting you lead him out of his study and back to the bed chamber.
The way back is dimly lit with warm yellow lights. Xavier keeps tugging you little by little until you almost fall back into his arms. Then, when there is no guard left, he wraps his right arm around your waist as you open the door.
"Let's change into something more comfortable." You step out of his embrace and pick out some sleepwear.
But Xavier quickly pulls you back into his arms and presses his face to your nape. He is warm against you, exhaling quiet, gentle breaths on your skin.
"Stay with me." He murmurs, rubbing the tip of his nose against your hair.
You have no choice but to reach back and pet his head and cheek, letting your beloved nuzzle as much as he wants. You don't mind it at all. In fact, you are quite enjoying all this neediness from Xavier.
"Alright, I'm not going anywhere." You turn back and pull him into a kiss.
He huffs into your mouth, a soft whimper escaping his lips.
"I need more… I…" He cuts himself off, swallowing hard. "I… I need you, I miss you."
He initiates the kiss this time, leaning in and demanding your love. You give it to him easily, kissing him back with equal fervour and passion, nipping down on his lower lip.
Xavier picks you up with one arm, taking you to the bed, lips never leaving yours. He sets you down gently, cupping your face with both hands.
"I miss you so much…" He whispers.
"I miss you, too. We haven't had much time together recently…" You run your fingers through his hair.
"No, we haven't." He touches his forehead against yours.
You make a move to take off his coat, throwing it to the foot of the bed. Xavier chuckles, taking yours off in return.
"Now, we're even."
You roll your eyes at him, petting his head again, but Xavier has another plan. He takes your hand into his and presses it to his cheek instead.
"Why do you keep petting me like a cat today?" He scowls playfully as some lights have now returned to his eyes.
"You just look… very fluffy today…" You smile, rubbing your thumb on his cheek.
He huffs loudly and starts kissing his way down from your palm to your wrist, and then to your arm. You watch in amusement, feeling shivers running down your spine with each touch of his lips.
When he reaches your shoulder, you can tell how his breaths have quickened, and there are now some quiet whines in his throat.
Xavier kisses your neck, nibbling and sucking gently to mark you up. Faint pink spots soon bloom on your skin, and Xavier pulls back to admire them.
"Beautiful…" He whispers.
You reach up and lift his chin with your hand, your thumb rubbing on his lips, which are still a bit wet from giving you hickeys.
Xavier lowers his head to take your thumb into his mouth, sucking on it. His eyes light up when he sees your reaction.
"You like that, huh?" He licks your thumb. "I'll keep it in mind."
You snort, petting his chin, and Xavier closes his eyes to enjoy it. But soon enough, he ignores your hand and leans down to ask for another kiss.
The sweetness from his lips makes your head spin a little, and you suck on the lower one like it is some kind of candy.
Xavier moans, trying to take your clothes off.
You let him, raising your arms to help him. The rest of your clothes soon find themselves discarded carelessly on the floor.
He keeps one leg kneeling between your thighs, still kissing you fiercely as he pulls his own clothes off, only leaving your lips a short moment to take off his shirt.
"Hmm… why are… you clinging to… me?" You tease him between small breaks where his lips move away from yours.
"Because… you taste… good and you… feel good… and…" He answers with short pecks on your lips. "And…"
At his pause, you tilt your head and pull away.
"And what…?" You ask, cupping his cheek.
Xavier swallows thickly, pressing his face to your hand.
"And… I…" He takes a deep breath, moving his gaze back to lock eyes with you. " And I… I love you."
He whispers, planting his lips on your cheek instead. The quiet confession echoes through the bed chamber before dissipating into the wind.
And yet… the sound of his words lingers in your mind, making your heart race.
"I…" You consider your words. "I love you, too."
Xavier beams at your words, his eyes glistening as he leans down to rest his forehead on yours.
"I'll cherish those words forever."
You stay in his arms, feeling warm and contented. But at the same time, you wonder if he still wants to continue with… whatever he was trying to do.
So, you test the water by running your hand down his hair, to his neck, down to his shoulder and then his back.
Xavier shivers in your arms, under your touch. He whines into your ear, kissing and nipping at the lobe.
"You are riling me up on purpose." He whimpers, hips starting to grind against your body.
You chuckle, kissing his cheek.
"That's not enough…"
"You are one greedy bunny, aren't you?"
"I am not a bunny."
"Of course not, beloved." As it is said, you keep riling him up even more, letting your gentle fingers dance on his back.
"Ahhh…" He moans, tongue flicking out to lick at your pulse point. "Does this mean I have your permission now?"
"You know damn well you do." You caress his cheek.
"Then…" He straightens and frees his body from the rest of his clothes.
His cock is half hard, already reddened from his grinding. As his clothes are completely removed, Xavier crawls back to you, hovering as you take in the sight of his body.
It is not the second time you have seen him naked. The first time was on that starship, yes, but you have seen this a few more times in showers and baths. However, you have not had the chance to enjoy his body since your first time with him.
"Why are you staring?"
"I'm picking which… part to play with." You grin, which makes him chuckle.
"Everything is yours. No need to choose."
Your hands roam his body. Not the first time you have inspected his body, either, but somehow, every time you touch him, it feels anew.
Xavier's breathing quickens, and below your hands, his cock twitches subtly. You hum in satisfaction, moving your hands lower and lower until you can feel the soft trail of hair leading to his manhood.
"Ah…" He calls your name.
"Be a good boy for me tonight… alright?"
"You know… I will always be a good boy for you…" His hips thrust involuntarily, and the head slightly grazes your thigh.
"It's wet." You comment, referring to how he is already leaking precum.
"Do you expect me not to?"
You shake your head, reaching down to grab his length and stroke.
Xavier groans lowly in his throat, thrusting into your hand, which is now dripping with his precum.
"That… feels good…" He huffs, thrusting faster before trying to hold himself back. "But I want something else.
"And you said you weren't a greedy bunny." You tease, brushing your thumb on his tip, blocking the tip.
"Hah… I… I said I wasn't a bunny, not that… I wasn't greedy…" He looks up, eyes dark with lust. "I'm always greedy for you."
You smile, stroking his cock in one smooth move from his hilt to his tip before letting go. Then you take your slick hand and spread your own folds out, rubbing his precum on your cunt.
Xavier chokes on your name, not being able to tear his eyes from your hand. His Adam's apple moves every time he swallows, bobbing up and down inside his neck.
"Wanna come in, bunny?" You tease him with the nickname.
"I am not a bunny." He pouts.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive."
"Too bad… only a bunny can enter a bunny's burrow." You dip two fingers inside yourself, stretching your entrance out. If there is only one thing you can remember about Xavier's dick, it has to be the girth.
Which means, you have to make yourself loose and wet enough for him to slide in easily.
"You are so mean to me, Your Majesty." He scowls, using your title.
"And how exactly mean I am? You only have to admit being a bunny if you want to come in."
You keep up the joke, but at the same time, you really see Xavier as a human version of a bunny.
He is soft, fluffy, cute, but also fierce and pouty. You cannot help but want to give him "bunny" as a pet name.
He sits by your side, pouting as he raises his fingers to the top of his head.
"I am Xavier the bunny, Your Majesty's fluffy pet." He makes a cute gesture with his fingers, which are pretending to be his bunny ears. "There, happy?"
"Happy." You grin.
"Can I enter the bunny's burrow now?"
"Of course, my royal bunny."
He eagerly gets back on top of you again, his fingers caressing your folds before resuming the job you were doing, stretching out your entrance.
"Can I eat you out today, too?" He asks.
You would love to if it were not so late. But you know, you will get tired soon, and Xavier was not even that well to begin with. It has taken you some effort to get him back to his usual self.
Basically, you want that thing inside you before you become too tired. And if Xavier still has energy left after that, he can eat later if he wants while you rest.
"No. I want you first." You huff.
"But…"
"No buts. Or I'll seal off this bunny's burrow." You smirk, knowing you still have an advantage over him.
Xavier lets out a quiet "hmph", but he relents anyway. Either way, he still gets something he wants. So he goes back to pumping his fingers into you and scissoring them.
You arch a little, giving him access. Once he deems it as enough, your beloved withdraws his hand to lick off all the juices you have got on it.
Even though you did not let him eat you out, you think this is still a win for him since he can still get a taste of your pussy, just in a different way.
He licks his hand thoroughly, cleaning it well with his tongue. Now you do want to ride that tongue, especially since it looks so damn wet and inviting, but you have a mission already.
"Come in, bunny…" You spread your legs wider and open up your entrance with your fingers.
Xavier takes in a deep breath, swallowing before settling between your thighs again, and his member is now in his hand.
"Okay… your bunny is coming in…" He gives you a soft, cute warning before the head is brushed against your clit, rubbing down to your entrance.
You moan, spreading your folds even more for him. Xavier does not waste much time, pushing the head into your body.
He still goes slowly, letting you adjust well to his size before pushing deeper and deeper. Your walls move, clenching and relaxing around him in steady rhythms.
Everything is still under control. His cock feels thick and heavy inside your core, squeezing past your gummy walls.
You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as you take him in. Your breath mingles with his, making the air feel hotter between you and him.
"Almost there…" He reassures you, restraining himself from thrusting all the way in.
"You feel good, my love… don't worry…" You kiss his chin and then his lips, taking his attention off the task. One of his hands grabs your hips tightly, pulling you flush against him, while the other rests next to your head, holding himself up.
"Hm… you taste like… me." You grin, licking his lips.
Xavier chuckles softly, pushing deeper into you while he nuzzles his nose with yours.
"Could taste more like you had you let me eat." He pouts.
"Oh, you're such a stubborn bunny, aren't you?"
You pull on his - unfortunately human - ear, making him wince and yelp, before begging you to release him.
"Your Majesty… you are so cruel to your bunny…!" One of his eyes closes in a long wink as the other peers at you.
"Be grateful and fuck me well first." You say bluntly, which causes him to blush a little.
"I will! If you let my ear go now." He negotiates.
You release him, petting his head afterwards. Xavier huffs and rubs his ear before grinning at you again.
"Hold onto me tightly, beloved." He almost purrs, kissing the corner of your lips before lifting your thighs and starting to move.
It begins with slow thrusts, moving in and out with careful movements for you to keep adjusting. You wish he would go fast right away, but at the same time, that might be too much for you to handle.
You think you and Xavier need to have sex more often for you to get used to his size quickly.
"Faster, bunny…" You command.
"Of course, my impatient Empress." He chuckles and moves his hips faster.
You tilt your head and start nibbling on his neck. Xavier huffs and groans on top of you, bracing his arms against the mattress. He is speeding up, unable to hold back any longer.
And soon, you also let yourself be lost in the sensation of his body moving against yours. Your legs are gripped tightly in his hands, your nails scratching down his back, your lips messily brushing against his.
Your mind is almost empty, no more paperwork, no more scandal, no more anything. There is just Xavier, and only Xavier.
"Harder…" You urge, kissing his jawline.
He whines, letting go of your right leg to move his hand to your clit. As he rubs, your eyes roll back, and you arch up, giving him direct access to your chest.
Xavier dips his head down and suck on one of your breasts, his tongue tracing circles around your nipple before moving to the other one and doing the same to it.
"Xavier… Xavie… hahhh…" You moan, clenching hard around him.
"Keep saying my name… please…" He begs, rubbing harder while burying his face in your neck.
You chant his name like a mantra, grinding against him. Your neck and chest are probably covered with hickeys by now, and you just know you will have to choose your clothes carefully tomorrow.
But for now…
His thrusts are becoming sloppier and more desperate, signalling his impending orgasm. You writhe beneath him, grinding against his hand and cock, trying to gain more friction.
"Hold on…" He whimpers your name. "Soon…"
Your nails are digging into his back, scratching up and down with every movement he makes. Xavier grunts, biting down on your shoulder, hips snapping harder.
"X…Xavie… I'm… ahh…" You pant, trying to warn him.
"Cum for me… my love… cum…" He whines, rubbing your little, sensitive nub in circles while his cock still pumps into you urgently.
You squeeze your eyes shut, colourful spots exploding in your vision. Convulsing in pleasure, you cry out and cling to him tightly. Something is filling you up, and you can only assume that he has cum as well, spilling out inside your heat.
Your name is echoing in that deep, warm voice of his, pulling you back to reality, where you are held safely in his arms.
"I love you… I love you so much…" Xavier is stammering, nuzzling your neck like a kitten.
You pant, letting go of his back to cup his cheek. He almost looks like he is glowing.
"Kiss me."
Xavier's lips crash into yours, sending your brain into overdrive. You kiss him back, lips against lips, tongue against tongue. And somewhere along that kiss, Xavier slips out of your body, making you feel strangely empty.
He huffs, definitely missing your warmth already, before collapsing next to you. His hands are still clinging to your body, switching back and forth between massaging and tracing random shapes onto your skin.
"Tired?" You ask, brushing his sweaty fringes back.
"A little." He grins, still gulping in long breaths.
"Liar." You call him out. "You're exhausted."
His lower lip juts out, but he soon gives in and admits that he is, indeed, tired.
"Me too, bunny." You play with his hair.
"You didn't let me eat first…" He complains. "Now I'm too tired for that."
"Maybe tomorrow. I'll try to get us some time alone." You promise him.
"I look forward to it, my love." He kisses your forehead, brushing his lips against your skin.
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The night and the cosmos are silent. Everyone is sleeping soundly. But somewhere deep in the Empire's most important bed chamber, the Empress and the lost ex-Crown Prince are still cuddling and whispering sweet nothings to each other.
His eyes are sparkling again, filled with love and hope, and smiles are blooming on his lips once more.
His beloved has found him, woken him up, and given him a home again.
He is no longer lost.
Xavier has finally come home.
FIN.
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Posted on 08 February, 2026 (previously posted on Twitter, but I didn't record the date)
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Tags: Hurt No Comfort, Angst, No Dialogue
Note: Just a very random short fic I wrote about KoD because I was being emotional that day, and I loved KoD very much.
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He tosses and turns on his cold, hard bed. The weather is always the same in Sindersfell, gloomy and cold. That is to be expected when no sunlight can shine in this place.
The wind howls louder outside the windows, which move and creak, making noises that echo through the castle's stone walls.
There is no one here, only he remains.
Xavier sits up after deciding that today will be another sleepless night. The thin blanket can barely keep him warm, much less help him sleep.
He almost laughs to himself at how pathetic he thinks his situation and himself are right now.
A king, yet cannot even afford a warm bed.
He reaches out to light up the candle on the nightstand, but then a strong wind slams at one of the windows, startling him a little.
Xavier swears he is not usually this jumpy, but with barely any sleep for weeks, this is unavoidable.
But it did make him accidentally knock something off the nightstand.
He bends down from the bed, patting his hand on the floor a little to find what he has just dropped.
Oh…
It is his locket.
He always takes it off when he sleeps, so he will not accidentally break it if the nightmare visits him.
The candle is lit. Its light can barely illuminate the room.
He swallows hard, gently cleaning the object with his fingers before tentatively opening it with trembling hands.
She is smiling at him again.
Bright eyes and curved-up lips, even in an old, faded photo.
The wind is still banging on his windows, screeching like demons from his past.
And yet, as he stares at her face, everything fades away, leaving only peace in his heart and mind.
He still has her, in a way.
And… everything that he has done is for her. However late.
He carefully closes the locket, holding it tightly in his fist until it hurts.
He misses her.
He wants to see her…
…and hold her…
…and tell her how much he loves her…
But he just can't.
She is gone.
And he is stuck in this post-apocalyptic world where there is only fear, hatred, and misery.
Xavier lies down again, curling up on his cold, hard bed as he hugs the locket to his chest, right where his heart is still beating.
He misses her.
And for the first time in hundreds of years of being alone, his tears start falling uncontrollably.
He sobs like a baby into the paper-thin blanket, squeezing the locket inside his fist.
He is still alive, still feels pain and sadness, and he hates it.
He will still have to live until the place gets completely erased, and HE HATES IT.
He only wants to find her and be with her, even in death.
As his tears soak the fabric around him, darkness looms and awaits, then claims him before he even knows it.
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There is no sunlight, and Xavier comes to on his own hours later.
Some of his long, unkempt hair has stuck to his face where his tears have dried, itchy and uncomfortable.
The locket is still clutched inside his palm, giving him some deep red, almost turned purple, marks on his calloused skin.
He realises he fell asleep last night when he cried…
…and he is still alive, another day in this hellish place.
He sighs, opening the locket to take one more look at her, not for too long, just enough to remind himself of what she looks like, before tucking the locket into a hidden pocket in his armour, right where his heart is.
Xavier picks up his sword. He still has work to do.
FIN.
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💫 blinded by the stars in your eyes (seeing double) 💫
By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Summary: Xavier has been split into two identities: Your beloved hunter and admired masked hero. They both demand your attention, and it is time to give it to them.
Duration: 6210 words
Posted on 06 February, 2026
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Tags: Fluff, Smut, Threesome, Dom!MC, Service Subs Xavier and Lumiere, Cunnilingus, Face Riding, Chest Sucking and Licking, Handjobs, Eiffel Towel, Blowjobs, Deepthroating, Cum Swallowing, Backshots, Creampie, Lots of Sloppy Kisses, Hair Pulling, Biting (MC bites), Lots of Aftercare, Cuddling
Note: This is the fic I wrote to celebrate my One Year Ring Anniversary with Xavier.
This is not as filthy as I wanted, but also, I think it fits the little plot we have here more. FYI, MC (and Xavier + Lumiere) has never done a threesome for obvious reasons, so there's a little awkwardness here, but they are still very horny about each other. And of course, Xavier and Lumiere would want to equally please MC, equal share, equal work, etc. I had the position for the last scene (the Eiffel Tower) voted through codes on Twitter, and this is the result + meaning of the codes.
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Ever since Xavier got split into two bodies, it has been… unusual at your house.
You keep seeing double everywhere because, technically, there are two Xaviers at your place. If Xavier is sulkily munching on biscuits in the kitchen, then it is Lumiere who wanders around the house, eyes following every movement you make carefully.
However, you can still tell them apart when you pay more attention to their appearances. Lumiere's hair is slightly longer than Xavier's for some reason, and you take comfort in knowing which one is which.
You don't want to accidentally say something to make them more upset than they already are about the current situation.
Both of them and you have been on edge for the last few days. The researchers said the magic would wear off eventually, and they would merge back together. But for now, it is Xavier and Lumiere, and they are kinda not the same person, even though they are.
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It makes your head hurt.
They are from the same Xavier who has split into two versions, yet their personalities are different.
Xavier is a bit sulkier, and Lumiere is more serious. If Xavier pouts at you, then Lumiere just stares with those deep blue eyes.
But the good news is that they are still both in love with you.
The bad news is, however, they are too in love with you.
Xavier's insecurity has just gotten a bit better, and… you actually don't know much about Lumiere's case.
But now, it feels like a lot of your effort at helping him feel more secure in this relationship has gone down the drain.
"Xayxay?" You peer into the kitchen. Xavier puts the bag of snacks away and looks at you with sad, pitiful eyes. "Are you okay?"
He huffs, glancing at Lumiere. This split has been hard on both of them - you can still remember his scream when the wanderer hit him with that magic ray…
He stays silent, glancing at Lumiere, who follows you into the kitchen as well.
"Nope, it's too crowded in here. Go sit in the living room." You order, looking at Lumiere first, who only nods and gives you a soft smile before leaving.
You turn back to Xavier, petting his head.
"Come on, Xayxay. We need to talk."
Xavier leans into your hand and nuzzles. He agrees after a few seconds and stands up, following behind you like a duckling.
"Sit down." You say to both of them, and unsurprisingly, they obey.
You sit down on the coffee table in front of them, holding their gaze.
Before you can say anything, both of them reach out to grab your hands, Lumiere for your right one and Xavier for your left.
"Are you upset?" Xavier asks first, squeezing your hand gently.
"I'm not. Just tense."
"Tense?" Lumiere raises an eyebrow, glancing at his counterpart.
"Look, I know the situation isn't ideal… but you two are essentially the same person…" You take your hands away from theirs and cup their cheeks. "This tension is… not helping at all."
Xavier nuzzles apologetically into your palm while Lumiere turns his head to kiss the other.
"Are you mad at us?" Lumiere asks, tilting his head.
"I'm not. I'm just wishing you two were… friendlier with each other at least." You huff, trying to find the right words to say to them.
Xavier looks away, pressing his lips together. You sigh, carefully turning him back to face you.
"Xayxay…"
"…I'm sorry." He looks down, bowing his head a little.
You move to sit between them on the couch, holding their hands tightly.
"Look, I know one of you said you were Lumiere, but technically, both Lumiere and Xavier are the same person, and getting split into two doesn't change anything."
Xavier was not convinced you had stopped idolising Lumiere a while back. Well, at least not until very recently.
But you know, deep down, he is still not completely at peace with the whole thing. At least he has stopped trying to hide your Lumiere merch.
"Relax… It's just me here…" You turn your head and kiss their cheeks, one after the other.
Lumiere exhales and kisses your forehead back while Xavier just lifts your hand to his cheek, humming softly.
"We'll try to be… friendlier," Lumiere promises in a hesitant voice.
"Thank you, Lumi… Xayxay?"
Xavier squeezes your hand before mumbling.
"I'll try to be friendlier, too."
At their words, you pet their heads and smile in satisfaction. At least, you need them to cooperate with you. Then, you will fix things gradually as time goes.
Xavier's whine reaches your ear.
"But you haven't kissed me in days."
"Is this what you chose to focus on?" You turn to look at him, shocked.
"…me too…"
Lumiere speaks quietly from behind you.
"Unbelievable."
You huff, but their complaints are reasonable. With the strange tension going on, you have been walking on eggshells, which means no kisses, barely any hugs, and absolutely no s…
"Love?" Xavier's round, blue eyes are right in front of your face.
"I'm… sorry. I got distracted." You rub your face a little, trying to clear your mind of whatever you just thought of.
"Do you want to rest?" Lumiere peers out from behind your back.
Two sets of identical, intense, deep blue eyes stare at you, and you find yourself a little bit nervous.
"Maybe I can get you some snacks? Or something to drink?" Xavier's eyebrows furrow.
"NO!" You accidentally yell before realising what you just did. "I mean, I'm fine. Just sit there."
Confused, the two men settle back down in their spots, still holding onto your hands. You take in a deep breath before taking them back and pulling both versions of your beloved closer.
"Xayxay…" You peck his lips. "Lumi…" And you do the same to the other one.
They gasp and then whine, silently demanding more.
"Greedy." You huff.
"It's been almost a week." Xavier scowls, almost pouting.
You laugh at them, feeling a bit lighter than you did for the last few days. Then, suddenly, you tug both of them flush against your body and kiss them hard.
You kiss Lumiere first this time before switching to Xavier, and then keep going back and forth, over and over again, until your lips feel raw and slick with saliva.
When you pull away, both Xavier and Lumiere are dazed and breathless. Their faces and ears are bright red, as expected.
"Aww… look at you two…" You grin, lifting their chins.
Both of them stare back at you, panting softly, looking like they are waiting for more.
"Why are you two looking at me like that?" You giggle, teasing them.
Xavier snakes his arms around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck, nuzzling. You sigh, but cannot really blame him for being needy like this.
Behind you, Lumiere lays a kiss on your nape, his hands travelling to your hips, massaging gently.
"I've missed you." He murmurs, his nose brushing against your spine, and he goes lower, making you shiver.
In front of you, Xavier finally perks up and huffs. You know he wants more. Both of them do.
But to tease him a little, you gently caress his cheek and chin, making the hunter lean into your touch.
"Ah…" A small sound escapes his lips.
Behind you, Lumiere whines. Right… you have two needy men begging for attention instead of one, like usual.
Lumiere calls your name, tugging lightly on your arm.
You turn your body a little so you can reach back to pet his head.
"Hmm… This is better…" The masked hero closes his eyes.
The petting and caressing quickly get old, however, and you find two pairs of eager blue eyes staring at you again.
"Bedroom, come on." You stand up first, pulling them up with you before leading them into the bedroom.
Xavier insisted on a huge bed because he knew you had a tendency to roll around, so he figured it would be more comfortable for you.
You never expected the large space would be useful for well… this.
Being the last one to come inside the room, Lumiere swiftly pushes the door closed, but it is unnecessary. There is no one else in this house, and the whole place is soundproof.
Xavier stumbles onto the bed first before you tug Lumiere over as well. You pin him down, leaving just one hand to pull Xavier closer by his hoodie.
"My love…" One of them groans, but you are not sure which one.
You catch Xavier's lips in a searing kiss as your other hand wanders down further to push Lumiere's shirt up.
His hand joins yours, pulling his shirt up in one go, leaving his chest exposed to the cool air.
You lean down, grazing your teeth against the skin on his chest, testing the water. Sex with Xavier is not something foreign to you. But sex with one identity of him, split into a completely different body, now that is new.
Simply, you do not know how this version of Xavier, or Lumiere, will react to actions Xavier normally enjoys. You hope he reacts similarly, though.
Beneath you, Lumiere groans, arching up as if offering his chest to you. Xavier looks at you with narrow eyes, waiting to see what you will do next.
You bite down.
"Ahh…! Hah… ah…!" Lumiere moans, neck reddening and body tensing under the pain he is receiving.
You lick the bite mark, soothing it gently before giving Xavier your attention back. He is already sulking, tugging on your arm to demand affection.
Straddling Lumiere's hips, you turn slightly to your left and grab Xavier's hoodie collar, pulling him into a deep kiss while your hands roam his body.
A pair of hands fiddle with your shorts, but you don't really know whose hands they are. At least, not until Xavier wraps his arms around your waist, and you can finally tell from the angle.
Lumiere unbuttons your shorts, yet he does not make any effort to take them off. Instead, his fingers gently dance on the soft skin of your hips, massaging and kneading them.
You finally pull away from Xavier, leaving just a thin string of saliva connecting his lips with yours. He grins and surges forward, pecking your lips just once, very quickly, and licking it away.
Sliding your hands into Xavier's hoodie, you notice that his body has grown significantly warmer. You smile to yourself and slowly push his hoodie up while leaning down, kissing and licking your way up from his abs to his chest.
His breathing is becoming heavier and heavier as his chest moves up and down under your lips and tongue. You, with some help from Xavier himself, pull his hoodie off his body completely, leaving his upper body exposed.
In the meantime, Lumiere has kept himself occupied by half-sitting up, landing soft kisses on your lower tummy while his hands have travelled down to your thighs.
"Play nice, alright, you two?" You give them a soft warning in a breathless voice.
They nod, hands clinging to you. If you were to guess, you would say they are too desperate after the lack of intimacy given to them in the last few days, so they are willing to tolerate each other just to please you.
It makes you happy. At least, they are obedient.
"Let us please you…" Xavier gently nips on your earlobe, whispering quietly. "I'll be as nice as I can be…"
"And I… will do anything you tell me to." Lumiere kisses your hipbone as he says it.
You cup their cheeks, giving Lumiere a soft kiss on his head before pecking Xavier's cheek.
Gentle sounds of "I love you" fill the room, breaking through the silence. But you are not here to just cuddle and make out with them. You can already feel the damp fabric rubbing back and forth whenever Lumiere moves beneath you.
"You're so tense," Xavier says, rubbing your shoulders.
"We haven't given you an easy time, right?" Lumiere pouts and looks up at you. "Lie down, we'll take care of everything…"
"Just tell us what to do." The hunter finishes the offer.
You smile and pet their heads before getting off Lumiere's body and lying down on the soft bed, watching both of them get up and move around.
"Strip." You order in a soft tone, and they obey, taking the rest of their clothes off, revealing identical bodies. Then, they get down on their knees and crawl closer to where you are lying on your side, lifting your head just a little to look at them.
Xavier makes the first move to sit near your legs, awaiting your permission, while Lumiere, being the one who is slightly more tolerant toward his counterpart, only rolls his eyes and shifts closer to you.
You reach up to caress his cheek, watching those blue eyes flutter shut as he sighs softly. At the same time, you open your legs for Xavier to settle down between them. You know him too damn well now.
Xavier takes back your attention from Lumiere by massaging your thighs slowly, squeezing the tender muscles as his thumbs rub gently on your soft skin.
Your shorts' buttons have already been undone by Lumiere earlier, who is still nuzzling against your hand like some kind of needy cat.
"May I, my love?" Xavier asks, his fingers are already tugging on the hem.
You look down and lock eyes with him before nodding, lifting your hips just a little bit so he can take your clothes off more easily.
Xavier pulls them down quickly, both your shorts and your underwear, tossing them aside before leaning down and nuzzling on your bare thigh.
Lumiere pouts and looks at Xavier with jealousy in his eyes. Pitying him, I pet his head.
"You'll get your turn, baby. I won't leave you out of the fun."
"Alright, beloved." He smiles and takes your hand down to kiss it.
The moment is disrupted when Xavier has enough of it and starts kissing your inner thighs, going upwards slowly while his teeth and lips leave a few faint marks there.
You gasp when he bites down a little, and Lumiere takes that opportunity to close the distance and kiss you, sliding his tongue into your mouth.
"Hm… uhm…" You hum into the kiss, sucking on his tongue while propping your legs on Xavier's shoulder.
The silver-haired man between your thighs is getting dangerously close to your core now, his breath warm against your sensitive skin.
Xavier's hands are now holding your ass, bringing you closer to his face. In the meantime, Lumiere's roam your upper body, caressing your skin, stopping once in a while to massage your muscles.
Just as Xavier attached his mouth to your cunt, you let out a soft moan and pull away from Lumiere to gasp for air. But Lumiere does not wait. He lowers his head to your chest and quickly wraps his lips around your nipple, sucking on it.
The dual stimulation makes you arch and whine loudly. Your hands fly to each of your lovers' heads, pulling hard on their hair.
Xavier groans, pressing his tongue down on your clit and nudging his nose against your pubic area. Your legs lock more tightly around his head, trapping him with no way to back out.
Not that he wants to back out, though. If anything, he starts eating you out with renewed vigour, lapping up and down slowly with more force.
Lumiere nuzzles his nose against your wet nipple, the one he just sucked on, before switching to the other one and starting to lick and suck again.
One of his hands rests under your waist to support your body whenever you arch or buck up at Xavier's face, while the other finds its way to your free nipple, rolling it between his fingers and pinching it occasionally.
Your eyes start to roll back, and your hands pull harder on their hair as the seconds pass. You can feel your lower part getting wetter and wetter from both your own juices and Xavier's saliva. Meanwhile, Lumiere's long, fluffy hair is tickling your chin and neck, distracting you just a little bit from the dual stimulation.
But not enough.
Which is a good thing because you think you desperately need to cum onto Xavier's face right now.
You jolt up again just for Xavier to hold you down before poking at your entrance with his fingertips.
"Can I, darling?" He asks, nuzzling against your core.
"Yeah, baby…" You give him permission, and Xavier wastes no time sliding two fingers into your warm heat, moving around inside a little to stretch you out.
Lumiere looks up when he hears you and Xavier talking, pouting a little out of jealousy before you give him a sloppy kiss, wiping that sulky expression off his face.
"You'll get your turn, baby…" You whisper to him and lick his lips gently. Lumiere gets the hint instantly and opens his mouth for your tongue to come in.
"Hmm…" He hums, sucking on it greedily and leaning closer to you, both hands are now on your chest to play with your little buds.
Xavier's fingers are curled inside you, pressing at that sweet, sensitive spot while his mouth is still busy sucking on your clit. A low groan erupts from his throat, sending vibrations through your flesh, making your eyes roll back, and your hands temporarily let go of their hair.
You are close, so close, but you cannot say a thing. You cannot warn him, nor tell him how great you are feeling.
The words are stuck in your throat, just as your tongue is stuck between Lumiere's lips and…
Oh…
Your body goes still for just a second. Your brain almost shuts down because it just feels so, so good.
You jerk back, away from Lumiere, while your hips buck up, knocking hard at Xavier's face as your muscles contract and pulse around his fingers.
Sweet, sweet orgasm.
A loud, breathy moan escapes your lips, causing both men to look at your face with adoration and fascination.
And fuck, you cannot stop clenching and unclenching around Xavier's pretty fingers, the ones still moving slowly inside you to prolong your pleasure.
Finally, when you can relax your legs and let Xavier back away, he pulls his fingers out and licks them clean while maintaining eye contact with you.
"Did I do well, my love?" He asks, smiling at you with stars in his eyes.
"Very much so." You pet his head, panting slightly.
Off to the side, Lumiere narrows his eyes before widening them to give you those blue puppy dog eyes.
"You said I would get my turn, right?" The masked hero tugs on your arm, calling your name and trying to get your attention back.
"Of course, bunny." You peck his cheek.
However, you are very much doubting if you can handle another skilled mouth on your pussy this quickly. But…
You do want his pretty face squished by your pussy.
And then you decide that you can handle it, but you will not let them both have fun playing with you only.
"Lie down. I want to sit on your face." You order, pushing yourself up.
Lumiere's eyes light up as he scrambles to lie down on the messy bed.
"Help me up, Xayxay." You take his hand.
Your legs are still somewhat shaking after the first orgasm, but you know damn well that Lumiere would rather you sit down completely and suffocate him. He is still a split version of Xavier after all.
Now you are hovering above him. His mouth is already open, almost drooling already at the sight of your dripping, swollen cunt after Xavier has eaten you out.
"Sit on my face. Don't hover, love." He massages your thighs gently, nuzzling against your skin.
"Tap my thigh three times if you run…"
"…run out of air, yes, I remember. Don't worry, alright?" He kisses your thigh and taps three times as if to demonstrate that he knows what to do.
You kneel on both sides of his head and lower yourself.
"Hmpff…" A soft huff escapes his lips, and you can feel a tiny bit of cool air on your sensitive flesh as you sit down. You are facing the rest of his body and…
Ooohhh… it would be so easy to just grab his neck and squeeze.
But now is not the time. Both of them can wait until next time.
"Ahhh…" You arch on top of Lumiere's face the moment his tongue comes into contact with your clit. "Fuck…"
You wave Xavier over while still grinding slowly on top of Lumiere.
"Yes?" He shuffles closer, within your reach.
Both of their cocks are half hard from pleasuring you. But now that they have had their fun (well, Lumiere is still having fun from beneath you), you want them to whine and gasp as they beg to cum onto your hands.
"Closer…" You wave, and as he stops right in front of you, your hand reaches out to grab his cock and squeeze.
"Ahh… love…" He whines your name, legs spreading wider on instinct.
Lumiere is still lapping at your cunt, sucking greedily on your clit, making your head spin a little. But it is okay, you can still play with him and Xavier.
Your other hand finds its way to Lumiere's cock, grabbing it too, and begins to stroke him up and down.
"Hahh… hmphh…" A muffled moan erupts from his mouth, going straight to your pussy.
You groan alongside him, grinding and bouncing a little on his face while your hands keep themselves busy by jerking them off.
Xavier's hands are, in return, supporting your body, holding you up alongside Lumiere, who is grabbing your thighs tightly like his life depends on it.
Both your hands tighten around their cocks, squeezing a little as you move them up and down. The room is now filled with the sounds of Xavier's choked huffs and pants, your own moans, and the wet lapping and sucking sounds Lumiere makes under your body.
Their precum is leaking out all over your hands, helping you jerk them off more easily. Both have grown significantly harder, and you are sure they will cum soon.
"Ahh…hah…" You groan, arching and grinding faster on Lumiere's face. It has already been sensitive from Xavier's little feast earlier, and now?
You feel like you are going to burst.
His tongue is pressing against your clit, applying pressure on it while his nose nudges against your entrance, squished under your weight.
"Darling…" Xavier whines, grabbing your body more tightly, nails digging into your skin almost painfully.
He is about to cum, you know that. Lumiere as well, from the way his lower body keeps bucking up into your hand.
"Cum for me, Xayxay, Lumie…" You moan, rubbing your thumbs on their tips.
"I… ah… beloved…" Xavier surges forward suddenly, biting your shoulder as his body jolts and some translucient liquid shoots out of his tip.
"Fuck!" You cry out, partially because of his bite, but also because of how Lumiere nips at your clit and sends you into ecstasy.
You subconsciously squeeze them harder, making poor, overstimulated Xavier convulse as he tries to back away.
Lumiere gasps against your cunt, body writhing underneath yours as he cums as well, spilling over your hand and his own lower tummy.
But you have not reached your second orgasm.
So you let go of both their cocks and fully focus on riding Lumiere's face as the man pants and whines, trying to suck on your pussy as well as he can to make you cum.
The second orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, making your whole body shake as you release all over his face and into his mouth. You lift yourself up a little to cut down on the stimulation made from his tongue, but you can see how Lumiere tries to follow your body to continue licking up your fluids.
"Stay down, bunny." You order and get off his face, holding him by his hair to stop him. "Enough."
"But…" He whines, looking up with you with dazed, bright blue eyes, pouting.
"No more. You had your fill."
He huffs but does not pester you anymore. Instead, he wipes his face clean with his hands and starts licking them.
"Greedy." You tease.
"You just taste too good…"
Next to you, Xavier nods before getting closer to nuzzle against your neck. You pull his head up by his hair to kiss him, grabbing his neck with your free hand.
"Hm… agh…" He groans, tilting his head to one side. You make your way from his lips to his jaw, peppering kisses with gentle bites in between, until you reach his neck.
Your hand lets it go, and you replace it with your mouth, sinking your teeth down hard, causing him to cry out.
"Fuck…! Harder…!" He begs, arching toward you.
You bite down harder and suck a deep purple mark on Xavier's skin, finally letting go when you feel his body shaking badly against yours.
"Me next…" Lumiere pouts and grabs your arm to pull you back to him.
You let him kiss you right as you fall into his lap. His arms wrap around your waist tightly as he nips gently on your lower lip. Your own taste is still lingering on his tongue.
You pinch his nipples, earning yourself a loud whimper from him. It also forces him to release your lips, and you are now free to lean down and nibble your way to his chest.
You bit and marked Xavier's neck, and now you will do the same for Lumiere.
His chest is firm, almost to the point of hurting your teeth. But you are not going to back down. You press down, sinking your teeth deeper and deeper until it draws out a cry from his throat.
His chest rises under you, tensing because of the pain. But before you can do any actual damage, you pull back and lick the bite mark gently to soothe the pain.
"Ah… hahh… beloved…" Lumiere pants, reaching up to cup your face with one hand. "I'm all yours…"
You nuzzle into his hand, kissing his palm softly as if you had not just spent half a minute biting his flesh.
But it has worked. Xavier has always been somewhat of a masochist. The pain of the bites has gotten their cocks up again.
They follow the directions of your gaze and immediately understand why you are looking so pleased. It is time for the main course.
"Get up, baby." You tug Lumiere up from where he is lying.
"I'm up, my love." He smiles, kissing your cheek as he pushes himself up.
"Choose." You tell them both and gesture to your body.
"Choose?" Xavier asks, one of his hands is still pressing down on the bite mark on his neck.
"Choose." You repeat, smiling sweetly at them.
You kneel up and grab his wrist to tug him closer. You finally get two Xaviers in bed, and you are not going to waste this opportunity. But you also cannot let him, well, them, know how eager you are about this.
"Or… should I choose for you two?" You grin at him before glancing back at Lumiere.
"Your choice. Whatever it means." He smiles and tilts his head. Lumiere seems to agree with him as well.
"Alright then… Come closer, bunny." You tell Xavier, who immediately does as he is told.
You peck his lips before waving Lumiere to your side.
"Yes, beloved?" He kisses your shoulder blade.
"Get behind me, I think you'll know what to do."
Lumiere hums and trails kisses from your shoulders down to your back, all the way to your hips and butt, before stopping as he settles down behind you.
Xavier swallows when he looks at you, yet his eyes darken, showing unrestrained desires. He understands what you meant now.
"Tap my thigh three times…" He reminds you.
"Got it, darling." You cut him off and smile, kissing his waist.
Xavier kneels up a little to make it easier for you as you pepper kisses down lower and lower. You take his dick into your hand, squeezing it a little and making him breathe out loudly.
In the back, you spread your legs out and arch up a little to signal Lumiere. He grabs your hips with one hand while the other spreads out your folds with slender, gentle fingers, smearing your juices all over.
"Hmm…" You make a soft, satisfied noise, beginning to kiss around Xavier's cock, occasionally flicking your tongue out to tease him.
"Ah…" Xavier moans your name, thrusting just a little.
Behind you, Lumiere has dipped two fingers into your heat, carefully stretching you out again. You guide one of Xavier's hands to your hair, warning him not to be too rough with it, however.
Xavier nods, and he opens his palm to cup the back of your head instead.
"Good boy. But don't hold back either." You praise him, and he nods, grinning.
You take the head into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. Xavier bucks up once, whimpering softly.
Letting go of him temporarily, you call Lumiere.
"Stop teasing and start fucking me properly, Lumie."
"Of course, my love." He grabs your ass and kneads a little like a needy cat.
You take Xavier back into your mouth, this time deeper, and start moving your tongue up and down lazily, just enough to get him to squirm.
"Please… love…" Xavier moans, still doing shallow thrusts.
Something is rubbing against your soaked cunt.
You arch a bit more, spreading your thighs further apart to tell Lumiere to come in. He kisses your back a few times, rubbing your hips before sliding his cock into your core.
"Hmphh…" You gasp on Xavier's cock, lowering yourself a little to take him in more easily. His girth has always been… something. It stretches you out to your limit, filling up your inside and leaving you breathless every time.
"I'll start moving, beloved," Lumiere warns, both hands now holding onto your hips as he starts thrusting.
You take Xavier even deeper, more than half of his length has disappeared into your mouth. His hand sometimes pulls your head closer to him, wanting to get more of this sweet, sweet stimulation, but also not forcing you too much, so you can suck him off on your own free will.
You need to make him lose control.
Lumiere is moving faster now, his hips snapping against your ass with each thrust. You groan around Xavier, sending vibrations straight to his cock, making him jolt up and slam into your throat.
"Oh… fuck…!" He gasps while you choke a little, but you still keep a firm hold on him, your hands on his ass as you stop him from pulling back.
You look up, eyes wet with tears from the sudden thrust earlier. Xavier swallows thickly while locking eyes with you for a brief moment before you double your effort, hollowing your cheeks and sucking on his length again.
Xavier finally gives in and arches, bucking up to thrust harder into your mouth, desperate moans and gasps falling from his lips.
In the back, Lumiere has switched from thrusting to slamming his cock into you while his hand finds its way to your cunt and rubs your overstimulated, swollen clit.
Your body twitches, and you dig your fingers into Xavier's skin, trying to hold onto the little control you still have.
The man behind you calls out your name, drilling his length deep into your body, making such lewd slapping sounds that echo through the room.
But you cannot bring yourself to care about it. Even if this house is not soundproof, you still cannot care. You will not.
Because right now, all you can think about is how to make Xavier cum into your mouth and the incredible feeling on your overworked pussy.
His rough, callused hand and his thick cock, both are driving you insane. At the same time, Xavier's hand has become more forceful on your head, pulling you closer and closer until your nose is squished against his happy trail and the tip of his cock is hitting the back of your throat.
"I'm… ahh… baby… I'm gonna…" Xavier babbles as his length twitches, tugging on your hair. Not hard enough to damage, but enough to hurt a little, just as you have trained him.
Lumiere's cock is also quivering inside your slick walls, signalling his orgasm. You clench around him, making him huff and wrapping his free arm around your torso as he puts even more effort into it.
You free one of your hands to play with Xavier's balls, squeezing them, causing him to almost jump and jerk forward. You gag a little, panting for a moment and then getting right back to bobbing your head.
Lumiere's chest is pressing against your back, and the masked hero bites down on your shoulder blade, tongue lapping at your skin clumsily.
Your thighs are shaking, and you are sure that everything will be sore tomorrow. But you have got these two pretty men to take care of you, so you will not complain.
Instead, you look up and lock eyes with Xavier right when you take his cock in completely and squeeze his balls just a bit harder.
He can only gasp his mouth open, letting out a broken "ahh…!" before spilling out and down your throat. You try to swallow at first, but then, Lumier also bites down hard on another spot on your back, groaning as he shoots his loads out inside your core, filling your lower part up and stimulating you just enough to cum.
Your body convulses, and your eyes roll back, mouth gaping open, leaving Xavier's essence to spill out freely from the corners of your mouth.
The hunter pulls back once he gathers himself, reaching out to support your body while Lumiere is still recovering from the aftershock.
"Love…?" He calls you quietly, wiping your mouth with a shaking hand. You pant harshly, trying to gasp for more air.
Lumiere, having pulled himself together, slips out of you and moves closer to Xavier to hold you with him, removing your drool and their own cum from your skin to ease the discomfort.
"Hmm…" You hum, cupping their faces with your hand, one after another. "That was great…"
"Did I hurt you?" Xavier asks, his eyes widening while still trying to clean your face.
"Ah… no, I was just a bit overwhelmed. I'm okay, darling." You reassure him, petting his head.
The hunter lowers his head a little to make it easier for him, humming in satisfaction. Meanwhile, Lumiere is still listening, gentle hands massaging your hips and thighs.
So you lie there on their laps, relaxing after the intense session, which was also your first time experiencing a threesome. You doubt you will get to do this a lot more, maybe 2, 3 more times, in the future, but once these two merge back together, welp…
"We should clean up…" Lumiere whispers to Xavier.
"You are holding her legs, you should go run a bath. I'll take her into the bathroom." Xavier says back, clearly less sulky and more snarky now.
Lumiere narrows his eyes, but with one look from you, he relents and leaves first, running a warm bath while Xavier gathers you into his arms and takes you to the couch.
He pours some warm water and hands it to you.
"Drink. You must be dehydrated by now." He kisses your head.
You take the glass and sip slowly, taking in his scent and warmth. You will be very sleepy soon, and you hope these two will make it quickly so you can go to sleep.
The bath is just warm enough because they know very well by now how hot you want your bathwater. They switch between bathing with you, cleaning you up, and cleaning the bedroom for a comfy space to sleep later.
Not wanting to let them do everything on their own, you fight them to wash their hair too, and reward them with small kisses when they give in.
"You still seem to be energetic." Lumiere teases, running his hands down your back.
"Not for long. I'll need my beauty sleep soon." You retort in a joking tone.
"I'll make sure you get your beauty sleep on time, beloved." He kisses your forehead.
Xavier calls in, saying the bed is clean and Lumiere can take you out now. You stand up with his help, drying your body and slipping into some comfy pyjamas.
"You took a long time in there." Xavier scoffs, tugging you to bed.
Lumiere just tilts his head and follows you, ignoring Xavier's words.
"Sleep, boys." You pull the cover up, sandwiched between two silver-haired men who are nuzzling and kissing your neck and face needily.
"Goodnight, my love."
"Sleep well, darling."
FIN.
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By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Summary:
Xavier has prepared a surprise for you when you two are on a holiday.
So, basically, you cannot let him down. You will make sure to enjoy his service as much as possible.
Duration: 2790 words
Originally posted on 6th October, 2025
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Tags: Dom!MC x Sub!Xavier, Maid Outfit, Sex Toys/Dildos, Cowgirl Position, Pegging, Sexual Overstimulation, Spanking, Hand Jobs, Clothed Sex (Naked Female Clothed Male), Multiple Orgasms, Multiple Sex Positions, Dry Orgasm, Creampie, Anal Sex, Loud Xavier, Pinned Down, Grabbing/Groping
Note: I wrote this to join the LadsSubBotLi event on Twitter haha
I only had the intention of writing for the Maid prompt at first, but then I got busy, and writing got dragged out, so I was like, wth let's just take a bunch of prompts and put them into this fic. So, basically, I combined 4 prompts of the SubBotLi event into this one.
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Stepping out of the shower in your and Xavier's hotel room and seeing Xavier in a… very skimpy maid outfit and dark-coloured stockings was not the plan for today.
But it is indeed a pleasant surprise.
He asked to shower separately today (which was odd), and then claimed the bathroom before you could even agree with him.
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"So, you spent your time waiting for me on… this?" You raised an eyebrow, looking up and down his body.
Xavier just stares back at you with needy, big, blue eyes.
"I just thought you would like it."
"Well, I do. Obviously. But what's the occasion?" You come closer and touch the maid headband, which somehow also has a pair of bunny ears attached to it.
"We're on a holiday… isn't this enough of an occasion?" He is on his knees before you, tugging on your bathrobe with a begging voice. "I've missed you. We haven't had fun much recently."
"But why did you pick a… maid outfit?"
"I… ah, I did some research. I wanted to try something new." Xavier takes your hand and kisses it. "I thought this idea was interesting… Please, baby…"
You lock eyes with him, smiling a little.
"Fine. Since you are so sincere…"
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The lower part of his outfit - the skirt - barely reaches his knees. You discover that when you order him to stand up. The upper part can cover even less since there are only two straps going from his front to his back, holding the skirt up.
His whole chest is almost fully exposed to you, nipples slightly hardened as if they have already been stimulated.
"What do you have in mind, bunny?" You lift his chin.
"Anything you want… Master… I have prepared everything for you." The title rolls off his tongue easily, and Xavier glances up at you with a sly grin. Oh well,…
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He indeed has prepared everything. Xavier quietly hands you a very familiar remote, and you instantly know what you can do with it.
"Ah, ah… you naughty bunny…"
"Sorry, Master… I just wanted to please you…" He mumbles, nuzzling against your hand.
You turn it on, leaving it on the lowest setting at first. Xavier still nuzzles, then he looks up at you with begging eyes.
"More, please."
"Greedy."
"Please, Master… I promise to be good."
And what are you supposed to do when he says that? Say no?
With a small movement of your finger, you turn it up a little more, not to the max level yet, but still enough to make him moan and squirm.
"Ah… Master… feels good…" He reaches out and grabs onto your bathrobe, whimpering against the fabric.
Something is moving underneath his skirt, and it does not take a genius to guess correctly. So you pin him down, leaving him gasping for air while your fingers start roaming his body.
"M…Master…" He whines. "Use me."
You and Xavier have been hanging out the whole day. He is, of course, still strong enough to pull this shit, but you know you will be tired soon. Might as well have some fun first before making him work for your pleasure.
Pinching both of his nipples hard, you swoop down to catch him in a searing kiss, swallowing his gasps and pants while writhing beneath your body.
You then roll his nipples between your fingers, the remote left somewhere nearby on the bed, so that your hands can be free to tease him.
"Ah…! Ah, Master…!" He cries out a little, arching off the bed.
"So cute… But you played with them before I got out of the shower, didn't you?" You ask, whispering into his ear.
Xavier whimpers, biting his lower lip as he nods.
"I'm sorry, Master… I wanted them to look nice for you…"
You pinch them hard, pulling on them a little, and Xavier cries out loudly, hands shooting up to grab your thighs.
"It hurts… please…!!"
You let go of the poor abused buds, rubbing them gently to soothe the pain.
"I'm sorry, Master… I've been a bad rabbit…" Xavier pouts, and you can almost imagine the droopy, sad ears. "Let me serve you to make it up to you, please…"
"Later. I want to have some fun first." You flick his nipples and earn yourself another whimper from him.
The thing from under his skirt has grown quite a bit since then, rubbing against the back of your ass through the layers of fabric as you tease him.
So you move to sit between his thighs and lift his skirt up, revealing the lacy underwear.
Well, it can hardly be called "underwear". Xavier's cock cannot even be contained anymore, having poked out and stood up proudly as you push his skirt back.
"Hgnnn… Master…" He looks down with his face and ears blushing red.
"Quite a sight…" You flick his tip, causing him to groan loudly.
"What are you gonna do to me?" He asks, subtly tugging his skirt up even more to expose more of himself to you.
You give him no answer, only moving your hands to tug his underwear down.
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.
Now his cock is trapped between his tummy and your cunt, stimulated by how you are moving on top of it.
The remote is back in your hand now, and you make it a bit more interesting by turning it up or down randomly, making him jolt every time the intensity increases.
"M… Master… no more… please… just… just let me in… gahhhh! Please…!!" He begs, pulling on your bathrobe so hard the belt comes undone, revealing your naked body to him.
Xavier whimpers, squirming so hard his cock almost successfully slips past the entrance of your pussy.
"Ah… ah! Naughty… I haven't even given you permission." You scold him in a playful tone.
"Sorry, Master!" He gasps, whining louder.
You lower the intensity of the toy in his ass, and Xavier breathes out in relief, just to get shocked again when you turn it up to the max level.
"AHH…!!" He arches, screaming in a broken voice.
As he is distracted, you gently line his cock up with your entrance and let it slide in. Your cunt has been wet from all the teasing activities, making it easy for him to come in.
"Ah… hahh… you…" He babbles, fingers digging into your thighs.
You turn the level down a little, letting him breathe as you start to ride him. One of your hands grabs onto his bunched-up skirt like a leash, holding the remote tightly, while the other reaches up to play with his nipples, which have looked less red.
"Master… oh gosh…" He moans, thrusting up into you desperately.
"How do you like this cunt, Xayxay?" You bend down and bite his earlobe as you whisper before moving your free hand down to rub yourself.
"S…So good, Master… I wanna c-cum so bad…" He whimpers, arching up again, exposing his neck to you.
Without any ounce of hesitation, you move and sink your teeth into the skin and flesh of his neck, marking him up with a bite.
At the same time, you turn the intensity of the toy back up to max, and Xavier jolts up like he has been shocked, with his eyes widening and mouth gaping open, cumming inside you instantly.
You rub your clit harder, and with the stimulation of his cock releasing inside you, you quickly get light-headed and orgasm right after, cunt pulsing hard around him.
"Ma…Master…" Xavier huffs, whining as he reaches for where your and his bodies are connected.
His fingers touch your sensitive area, making you moan a little, but you let him be. Meanwhile, you turn off the device inside him, letting your lover get a small break. He needs to be ready for the second round.
Xavier huffs quietly, jutting his lower lip out.
"Did I do well, Master?" You nod, petting his head. "Can I get a small reward, then?"
"Fine, fine… I should pay my maid well so he will continue serving me." You lean down and peck his little pout. Xavier lifts his head to deepen the kiss, sucking gently on your lips.
You pin him down again, kissing him hard, leaving no room for air to come in between you and him. It goes on for a few minutes before you pull back, inhaling deeply while Xavier lies dazed beneath you, gasping for breath.
"Get up, bunny. Time to serve your Master." You smirk, giving him an order.
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So, that's how you and Xavier get into this position. You are now the one lying on the bed, and a strap is secure around your hips. Xavier is kneeling on both sides of your torso, hovering above the toy.
You have pulled the butt plug out of him, discarding it somewhere on the bed. So now, if you peer down between his spread thighs a little, you can definitely see his little gaping hole, waiting to be filled.
"Work. And you will be paid well…" You hand him a lube bottle, and Xavier wastes no time before he starts lubing the dildo up.
"I promise you won't be disappointed with my service." He grins, hand moving up and down the toy. Moments like this make you feel kinda upset that you don't have a real cock.
As his hand works to lubricate the toy, Xavier starts leaning down to nibble and kiss your chest and torso, peppering purple pink-ish marks onto your skin.
His teeth graze your hips, the part right above the strap, and his tongue flickers out to get a taste of you.
"That should be enough, bunny…" You gently remind him.
"Hmm… okay…" He smiles happily at you, letting go of the toy temporarily to straddle your middle again.
You cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb on his chin, and Xavier nuzzles into your hand. You can almost imagine him purring like a satisfied cat.
"Can I serve you now, Master?" He opens his eyes and blinks at you.
"Go ahead. Show me how good your service can be." You move your hands to his thighs, squeezing them to encourage him.
Xavier is an efficient man, and that is a fact. He does not waste time and kneels down on both sides of your hips right after, his right hand reaching for the toy to line it up with his entrance.
"I'm… putting it in… Master…" He pants quietly, slowly sinking down the dildo, moaning as half of the object disappears into his ass.
"Good boy, Xavie…" You coo, moving your hands to his asscheeks and grabbing them to spread them apart so he can go down even lower.
"Ah…! Ahh…" The silver-haired man huffs, arching a little when you squeeze his butt.
"Just a bit more, sweetheart…" You tease, lifting your hips a little and making it slide deeper into his hole.
"Ma…Master… it feels…good… AH!" He whines as you thrust up. At the same time, his hands have moved up to his chest to play with his own nipples.
"Move."
The order is quiet, gentle even, but Xavier knows he cannot disobey. He wants to please you so badly after all.
So he starts bouncing up and down, switching to grinding and rolling his hips occasionally. You help him by thrusting up into him and supporting his balance by grabbing his butt cheeks.
It is also fun to squeeze or slap them and watch Xavier jerk up, whining and whimpering helplessly.
"Good job, baby…" You slap his ass hard before grabbing his hips and pulling him down onto your strap, bottoming out inside him.
"AHH…!! MASTER…!!!" He cries out, arching hard. His fingers pull on the hardened peaks, twisting and rolling them.
You now move your hands to his thighs and lift his skirt up, revealing the neglected pink cock. It has been bouncing on your tummy for a while now, leaking pre-cum all over your skin.
"Do you wanna cum, bunny?" You ask, tugging on the hem of his dress. It has an… interesting texture.
"YES! Yes, please, Master…" He whimpers, the last word slurring into a naughty moan.
"Keep riding me, sweetheart…" You reach behind him and spank his ass again.
"AH…! Hahh… more, please!"
You slap his ass three more times, the next one is harder than the last, and Xavier almost screams out in pain and pleasure.
"Thank you, Master! Ahh!!"
You slam up, the toy filling up his hole just nicely and definitely rubbing hard at his prostate.
"Fuck…! Hahhh!!" The swear word slips out, but you do not dwell on it for long. Instead, you take the hem of his skirt and wrap it around his cock, stroking it up and down quickly.
Xavier bounces even more desperately, randomly switching between bouncing and grinding on the toy. His eyes have almost rolled back, and his mouth is gaping open.
"Mah… ahh… nghhh… plea…" He babbles something when you squeeze his cock hard.
"Come on, bunny… Won't you cum for your Master?" You tease, thrusting up.
"Cu…Cumming… s-soon… Ahh…" He whines, his hands pinching his own nipples harder.
"Hold it a little, baby…" You grin sadistically, ordering him to wait.
"Ah… I can't… Please, Master… hahh!!" He begs pathetically, eyes watering from having to hold back from orgasming.
You only slam the toy up deep inside him, making him cry out. His whole body is shaking from the delay, and you relish in the feeling of watching him so helpless and pitiful like this.
"P-Please… Mast… Master… fill y-your bunny up… I've been good…" He is practically crying, begging for release as he keeps bouncing messily on your strap.
"Fine. I'll let you cum." You immediately pin him down with the toy still deep in his ass. The position has changed, and you pound hard into him.
"AHH…! MASTER…!!" Xavier cries out, clinging to you as you slam into him.
It does not take long for him to cum. Thick ropes of translucent liquid shoot out from his cock, now red and almost swollen from the stimulation, splattering all over his maid dress.
Xavier twitches, digging his fingers into your skin after the orgasm, but you don't stop. You only slow down for just a moment before picking up speed again, drilling into his hole.
"AHH… hahhhh…!" He cries, convulsing beneath you. "Too much! Master…!"
Xavier's nails are scratching up and down your back, and you are sure they will leave behind some cute red marks later.
Tears spill out from his dazed blue eyes, and whatever sound he is supposed to make next gets stuck inside his throat as his mouth gasps open.
"Such good service you have given me, bunny." You whisper into his ear and bottom out inside him again before filling him up with the fake cum from the toy.
Xavier does not cum this time, but the way he convulses and chokes on a cry lets you know that he just got a mind-blowing dry orgasm.
His cock twitches on his tummy. Poor thing has been neglected for most of the fun.
You bend down and kiss him hard with the toy still snugly fit inside his walls. Some of the fake cum has started to leak out, dripping down your thighs from where your strap and his body are still connected.
"Hmm…" Xavier moans, beginning to come back to himself. "Starlight…"
"Hello, beloved." You peck his lips once more.
"That was insane…" He nuzzles. "Thank you, love…"
"I love you, Xavie…" You kiss his head and slowly pull down.
The fake cum leaks out of him even more, creating a large wet patch on the bed's cover.
Xavier swallows hard when he looks down and sees it, and blood rushes to his face and ears.
"We made a mess…" He chuckles.
"A beautiful mess…" You lean forward and catch his lips with yours one more time. "Lie down, I'll get us some water, then we can clean up and rest."
Xavier smiles in agreement, humming as you pet his head.
"Did you enjoy it?"
"I did, yes."
"So... if you are satisfied with my service, please rate me 5 stars." He grins, holding up his open palm.
"Cheeky bunny..." You poke his cheek. "I can even rate you 5000 stars. 5 stars are nothing to me."
Xavier laughs quietly, responding with a soft peck on your lips.
"Remember to call me next time you want this kind of service, Master..."
"Oh, I definitely will." You pat him a few more times and leave to get water.
"I love you." He says to you before you can get out of his sight.
"I love you, too, my sweet bunny."
FIN.
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💫 "hello, have you left your bunny alone at home?" 💫
By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Part 2 of the KittyMC x BunnyXavier series.
Summary:
You have been on a trip for a while, and your needy bunny misses you at home.
The way he greets you after your trip is rather special.
Duration: 1425 words
Originally posted on 24th September, 2025
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Tags: Light Dom/Sub, Dom!MC x Sub!Xavier, Thigh Humping, No Sex Acts, Cumming, Ears Scratches, Tail Grabbing
Note: There's no actual sex in here, but the fic itself is still pretty much horny since Xavier is literally a needy bunny humping MC's thigh here hahahaha. HAVE FUN!
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Xavier has been feeling needy for days now. You have not been home, and he is going insane from missing you.
His ears are both droopy, and he does not even bother to keep his little bunny tail outside his clothes. What is the point anyway? You are not home to play with it.
The silver-haired man shuffles around in the house, dressed in simple, comfy sweats and a tank top, pouting to himself as he munches on some snacks.
He checks his phone.
No text. No call. Nothing!
He whines to himself and downs a cup of water. He does not even want to eat now and pushes the bag of snacks away.
The door creaks open, and his ears perk up for once in days as he stares at your figure pulling your luggage into the house.
“Kitty!" He jumps off the couch. "Let me!” Xavier quickly trots over and takes your luggage from your hand.
“Morning, love.” You peck his cheek. “Sorry, I would have texted to tell you I was going home, but my phone is dead.”
His whine instantly reaches your ears.
“I thought you forgot about me.” His ears twitch, and Xavier tugs you into a hug, your luggage abandoned.
You pet his head, scratching gently at the base of his ears.
“Sorry, baby… I made you worry…”
“You must compensate me…” He looks up with wide blue eyes and pink cheeks.
You sigh, but still scratch harder at the base of his ears, making Xavier moan.
Bunnies don’t go into heat - they are constantly horny like this, and you have left him on his own for like, a week.
No wonder he is this needy.
But you are dead tired from your trip. Maybe he can do something on his own to relieve himself, with a little bit of your help.
You pull him to the couch and sit down first. Xavier stands in front of you, his ears twitching nonstop as you have stopped scratching them.
“I’m very tired from my trip…” You start, but Xavier quickly goes into the kitchen and comes back with a glass of cool water.
“Drink, love.” He smiles as if expecting something.
“I was saying… I’m very tired, but you are free to 'do something' with my body if it can help.” You sip on your water.
He kneels down and nuzzles against your knee happily.
“Thank you, my star.”
You and he are both used to it now. And Xavier can take care of it, as long as he has you with him.
Xavier starts tugging on your trousers.
“I just want to feel your skin… please…” His ears droop, making him look even more pitiful.
“Fine.” You huff and quickly strip them off, leaving yourself in your underwear only.
“Thank you, my star.” He beams and nuzzles against your knee with a happy grin on his face. His tongue slips out, licking its way to your inner thigh.
You take his ears into your hand again, stroking up and down like you would do to his cock during sex, and Xavier groans in delight. He presses himself against your leg, and you can now feel something hard poking at the part right above your ankle.
"Mmm… need more…" He purrs, eyes squeezing shut as his hips start moving back and forth. His waistband is untied, and the motion quickly pushes it down a little, enough for you to feel the soft hair of his happy trail on your skin.
Xavier looks up at you with begging eyes, sticking his tongue out. You sigh, knowing what he wants, and slide two fingers into his mouth.
"Hmm… nghh…" He moans around the digits, hips moving faster and faster to the point his sweatpants slide off to his thighs, letting his cock go free.
Your bunny boyfriend starts sucking hard on your fingers, hands grabbing tightly to both your thighs as his lower body grinds against your right leg.
The sounds of his panting fill the living room, and you start to get into it a bit more. So you push your fingers deeper into his mouth, and Xavier almost gags on them.
"M…more…" He groans, sucking harder, humping desperately on your leg.
"Get up here." You order, pulling your fingers out of his mouth. Your cat ears flick at the air, starting to want more of this behaviour from him.
Xavier clumsily licks the drool on the corners of his mouth off, standing up and kicking his sweatpants away. His hard cock is bouncing with every movement, all red and leaking pre-cum from the tip.
You spread your legs and pat on one of your thighs, silently telling him to sit down.
"Thank you, baby…" He pouts, straddling it and nuzzling his face to your neck as he kneels down on the couch. "You smell so good…"
His cock feels heavy on your thigh, sliding back and forth to the movements of his hips, smearing pre-cum everywhere.
"Good bunny…" You reach up to scratch his ears, making him whimper into your ear.
"More… please… your bunny missed you…" He huffs, fingers grabbing your waist, digging down hard into your flesh.
Your cat tail wraps itself around him, helping him stay balanced on top of your thigh.
"Ah… ahhh…" He moans, tongue flicking out to lick your neck and down to your collarbones.
"Will you cum for me, bunny?" You hum, scratching hard at the base of his ears.
"AHH…!!" Xavier jolts, tears spring to his eyes from the sheer pleasure he is receiving. "PLEASE, MORE…!"
You chuckle and scratch up and down, tugging gently on those fluffy white bunny ears while your free hand moves to his back to grab his little tail.
"Nghhh… too… much…" He whimpers, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, humping even faster.
"So needy… so pitiful…" You tease him, leaning down to bite on his cheek.
"I need you… I missed you so much… nghh…" His eyes roll back, and the words coming from his mouth start to slur together.
You grin and scratch on the skin around his tail, earning yourself a particularly loud moan from Xavier.
Your neck and shirt feel damp now. You know it is either his tears or his saliva. Or both. It'd better be both.
Xavier ruts desperately against your thigh, his breathing quickening, and you know that he is close. The pre-cum leaking out from his cock has increased in amount, and some has even dripped down to the couch.
"I… I…" He babbles, calling your name.
"Cumming now?"
"Nghh…" He nods frantically, still hiding his face in your neck.
As expected, merely seconds after that, ropes of warm, white cum spill out from his tip, splattering onto your shirt, underwear, and skin.
"Hahh… ngh… ah…" He whines and whimpers something incoherently, licking gently on your neck.
"What a good bunny, Xavie…" You pat his head, stroking the ears with care while he tries to calm himself down.
"Sorry…" He whines and pulls back, staring at you with bright, wide eyes. "You're tired and still have to help me…"
You coo internally, cupping his face with both hands to pull him closer.
"Aww, love… Don't worry… I'm not so fragile that I can't handle a needy bunny making a mess on my thigh." You kiss his forehead, trying to ease his anxiety.
"I love you…" He mumbles and leans in, begging for a kiss.
"I love you, too, Xavie…" You grant him his wish, kissing him slowly. You can also hear another purr erupt from the back of his throat.
"I'll clean you up. Just stay here and rest, alright?" Xavier stands up from your thigh, hastily pulling his sweatpants up to go grab some wet wipes and draw a bath along the way.
As he wipes your legs clean, you cannot help but reward him with a few more ear scratches, making him moan in delight again.
"You said you were tired!" He pouts, scowling.
"I am. But you look so cute, bunny."
His ears turn into a bright shade of red at your compliment. You can only laugh, petting his head to make him look at you.
"Join me in the bathroom. Some hot water might wake me up, and there's something I wanna do." You move your hand under his chin and rub it with your thumb.
"Okay. But you are resting afterwards. You had a long trip, kitty." He purrs, and you nod, agreeing to his term.
"Lead the way, bunny."
FIN.
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💫 i will be chasing a starlight, until the end of my life, holding you in my arms 💫
By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Summary:
She rants.
He listens.
She now might love herself more than she did, but he knows he can always do more to make her feel better about her body.
Duration: 5250 words
Originally posted on 23rd September, 2025
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Tags: Yume Fic, Fluff and Smut, Body Worship, Lots of Kissing and Nuzzling, Scars, Hickeys, Cunnilingus/Oral Sex, Dry Orgasm, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Nipple Licking, Missionary, Fluffy Smut
Note: This is my yume ship fic to celebrate my one year of playing. I didn't mention any name for MC, but there are physical features of myself mentioned. It is very personal, but you are welcome to read if you want.
The title comes from the song Starlight by Muse, which is the song I picked for Xavier and me. Please give it a listen!
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“What do you like in me?”
The question comes at an unexpected time, but Xavier is not an easily spooked man.
He is, however, a curious person.
“Everything. Why are you asking this?” He smiles, tilting his head after the initial shock.
His girlfriend, the love of his long, long life, is sitting on the other end of the couch, scowling and leaning toward him, poking at his chest.
“Nope. Be specific.”
“That is specific.” He sits up and leaves the bookmark between the pages before setting the book down on the cafe table. “I love everything about you.”
Love, not like. He does not think that word can even express how much she means to him.
She stares into his eyes for a few short seconds before giving up, looking away. She leans back and huffs.
“Are you… not satisfied with my answer?” He asks, trying to read her expression.
“Okay. Again. Is there anything that you don’t like about me?”
This even confuses him more. The ‘everything’ that he loves should cover, well, everything, right?
“Love, there is nothing at all.” He tugs her hands, pulling her toward his body. “Why the sudden questions? This is a bit… new.”
“It's nothing.”
He pulls her into his lap, circling his arms around her waist, letting her hands and arms go free.
“You can tell me anything, you know? I don’t mind at all.” He touches his forehead against hers, speaking in a soft voice.
Xavier is warm, and she relaxes a little, leaning on his shoulder. Her soft breath tickles his neck, and Xavier turns his head to kiss the top of her head.
He does not push, just patiently waits for her to decide whether or not she wants to tell him. His gentle fingers play with a lock of her curly hair absentmindedly, twisting it left and right.
“My mum found some old photos of me today.” She looks up, dark brown eyes stare into his blue ones. “From… my secondary school years.”
“Oh?” He blinks, wheels starting to turn in his head. “Can I see them?”
Xavier grins and leans down, his nose almost touching hers.
“Nope!” She pushes his face away.
“Why not?!” Xavier pouts. It’s not that effective against her anymore, especially when she is this determined, but it is still worth a try.
“They aren’t good pictures. Just… listen.”
She scowls and grabs his wrists, forcing him to sit still and face her. Yet, she stops talking and stares at an empty spot on the couch instead, thinking hard.
He subtly tugs her closer until her shoulder and back press against his chest so his arms can loosely wrap around her middle.
She tenses for a second, so he loosens his hold a little more.
“They just… reminded me of those days… you know? When I was still a student…” She rests her head on his collarbones, and Xavier places his chin on top of her head.
“What happened then?” He asks, genuinely curious.
His beloved takes one of his hands and starts tracing random shapes on his palm, humming softly. She is definitely thinking about how she should tell him, choosing her words carefully like she always does.
“It’s stupid, though… I mean, I’m 23 years old and still let something like this upset me…” She huffs out a laugh, poking the centre of his palm.
“Nothing that upsets you is stupid…” He nuzzles, his thumbs brushing the back of her hands. “Just tell me, I will never make fun of you, my star.”
“Well, for context… when I was a bit younger than that, everyone praised me for being a pretty little girl - tall, cute, full of energy… But it quickly changed when I grew older…”
Xavier hums, listening attentively as his girlfriend - his love - sighs before continuing.
“In middle school… well, there was another classmate with the same name as me, and they called her by her name, but I was the 'fat' version of that.”
He frowns, glancing at her face now, but she only stares at his hands.
“I mean, I know it’s not something negative now, but back then, it was equal to something ugly, I guess. They joked about my thighs and butt, and they took many chances to say bad things about my weight.”
Xavier subconsciously squeezes her hands, keeping his silence so as not to spook her and cause her to stop talking.
“I stopped wearing jeans a few years after that, and completely switched to wearing dresses in university. I kept thinking about it. I love wearing dresses more than those suffocating jeans, but they also reminded me of how my legs cannot fit into the sizes everyone else wore, you know?”
She looks into his eyes, and he can see how glossy hers have become. He wants to say something now, but nothing seems good enough, and he knows he is not that good of a conversationalist.
“And then I didn’t have to worry about whether my legs are shown, or if I look short or fat in my clothes as much anymore...” She makes two inverted commas with her fingers, scowling at the adjectives.
Xavier lets her rant. She has probably kept this inside for years and years anyway. And he is very good at listening.
She talks about her height for a good few minutes, about how she went from being the tallest girl in the class to one of the shortest despite playing sports. But he loves how she fits perfectly in his arms like this.
Xavier pouts, glancing down at his rambling lover.
She has moved on to talking about her tummy, which, in his opinion, is very soft and cute, and he loves grabbing it, playing with it, nuzzling on it, etc. A sudden urge to poke it rises up inside him, but he restrains himself, not wanting to spook her or make her upset.
Now his lover is still ranting but has moved on to poking at her thighs, at the stretch marks that run up and down her skin. Subconsciously, one of his hands reaches down as well, tracing the lightning bolt-shaped marks. He never really paid attention to them, not until his beloved mentioned them today.
He wants to kiss them.
But he nuzzles against the side of her neck instead, laying down gentle, feather-light kisses so as not to interrupt her.
His lover keeps rambling on, and somehow, she has gotten to her hair and lips. He keeps listening, but he thinks others’ judgment of her is a load of bullshit.
“...and my mum kept trying to straighten my damn hair until I managed to convince her it looks ‘Western’! Ugh…”
Hair, huh?
Xavier lifts his left hand and plays with the unruly locks, brushing his fingers through her curls, helping her relax a little. He knows her weaknesses too well, and brushing her hair is one of them. It might send her to sleep, though.
He presses his forehead to her cheek, inhaling her scent as he listens.
“...and you’ve seen all those videos teaching women how to put on lipstick so their lips look fuller right…?”
He nods, glancing at her lips.
“...they always joked about my lips ‘cause they look fuller and bigger than theirs! All my secondary school years, I always wanted my lips to be thinner, smaller… I was sick of their jokes!”
He pulls her closer to his chest, holding her tightly as she huffs, her voice shaking.
“...they are exercising for bigger ass and thighs, and learn to make their lips look fuller with makeup, but I got mocked for all these! For years!”
Xavier turns her around a little so she can press her face to his neck while curling up in his arms.
He does not want to comfort her with empty words like “I think they are pretty” or “Don’t let them bother you anymore”. He just wants to hold her and let her know how much he cherishes and adores her, with every feature on her body that others have hated on.
She is his, and no one will ever make her feel bad about herself ever again.
Xavier waits until her body stops trembling so badly and the wetness on his neck has dried up to pull away to see her face.
“I’m glad you told me.” He speaks in a soft tone, carefully cradling her face as his thumbs wipe what is left of her tears away.
Then, he touches his forehead with hers, letting sweet silence wash over both of them so she can calm down a little more.
“I talked so much…” She mumbles, holding onto his wrists.
“But I love listening to you talking.” He smiles, closing his eyes and pulling her even closer. “And you can talk as much as you want, I will always listen.”
He pulls away, but his eyes start roaming all the details she used to dislike because of others’ judgment. He does not know if she wants to hear him talk about them, but if she does…
There is no chance in hell he will simply call her beautiful and leave it at that.
She frowns at him, trying to figure out what he is doing. Xavier only smiles gently and pats her head, comforting her.
“You are acting weird.”
“Is wanting to comfort you weird now?” He tilts his head, blinking in confusion.
“You are not reacting at all. My mum would freak out.”
“Well, I’m… not your… mum.” He huffs.
“Nope, you’re my Xayxay…” She leans in and gives him a small peck on his cheek. Taking this opportunity, he tugs her back into his arms.
“You’re so soft…” Xavier nuzzles, pressing gentle kisses on her forehead and cheeks.
She huffs and tries to push him back.
“Why?” He whines, pouting as he gets pushed away.
“You were gonna suffocate me!” She scowls.
“I can’t help it!” Xavier answers nonchalantly. “You’re warm, and soft, and I just want to hold you.”
He gathers her back into his arms, landing a sweet kiss on her forehead again. She quiets down and finally relaxes, settling against his chest.
But before he can say something about that, his beloved waves, signalling him to get closer to her face.
“Hmm? What…?”
She gives him a kiss on the lips, and Xavier stills for a moment before responding to it. His lips move slowly against hers as if treasuring the tiniest of her touches.
“Why did you kiss me?” He chuckles as she pulls away.
“Do I need a reason to kiss you?”
“I think not. But… you usually have that look on your face before kissing me. You didn’t this time…”
He leans closer, grinning a little to tease her. She huffs, pouting as she pushes his face away. Xavier laughs, tightening his arms around her shoulders.
“Just… a small reward for listening to me ranting.” She mumbles.
He pets her head and brushes her hair with his fingers.
“You don’t need to reward me for listening. But… you can kiss me as much as you want, if it helps you feel better.”
She glances back at him, blushing a little. Xavier only smiles as he presses his cheek to hers, nuzzling in silence.
As if having accepted his offer, his star turns her head a little and pulls him into another kiss, this time a bit deeper, bolder, less hesitant.
She turns around full, straddling his lap as she kisses him, their breaths mingling around each other.
Xavier thinks he might black out for a moment, tasting the sweetness of her soft, warm lips on his tongue when it slides into her mouth.
She lets out a soft gasp, but quickly recovers from the surprise, sucking gently on his tongue and lips.
His hands slide down to her thighs, pulling her closer.
“Ah…” She breaks away suddenly.
“Are you okay…? Did I do something?” He quickly asks, eyes shining with concern. But his beloved only shakes her head.
“Not your fault.” She leans back in and nuzzles his nose. "It's just… your hands are really warm."
He huffs out a laugh and tilts his head to capture her lips with his again. Xavier sighs into her mouth, and his lover quickly swallows his breath before sliding her tongue past his lips.
"Are you feeling better now, my love?" He pulls back just a little, gently brushing her hair with his fingers.
"A lot, yeah." She nuzzles, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw.
He gasps, leaning into her touch.
"I'm just happy that you trust me enough to tell me about everything that bothers you." He reciprocates with a peck on her cheek, lingering there a moment longer than usual.
"Of course I trust you… You're my Xayxay after all." She beams, and he feels like a moth being drawn to a flame, inching closer and closer to her until their lips meet again in another passionate kiss.
She is so warm and soft. And she is his, just as he is hers.
His hands travel down her back until they reach her hipbones, massaging gently through the layer of her clothes.
Her breath hitches, and Xavier takes the opportunity to tilt his head and pepper kisses from her jawline down to her neck.
Getting bolder, he starts to nibble on her skin, sucking some faint purple marks somewhere her clothes would be able to hide them. Considering her job, he does not want to make it more difficult for her to cover these hickeys up.
His tongue darts out, getting a quick taste of her sweetness. It is not enough, though, Xavier is a greedy person, and he wants more.
How can he resist when she is right in front of him right now?
He secures her legs around his waist and holds her tightly as he stands up, walking straight into the bedroom.
Halfway to the bedroom, his lips eagerly find hers again, and Xavier kisses her until she is left gasping for air.
He lays her down gently, crawling on top of her. Knowing his beloved, she will definitely try to take control, and she often wins, but not this time. He needs to be in control this time.
His hands slide under her body, grabbing onto her waist and tugging her closer to himself. Xavier leans down, inhaling her scent before laying a sweet kiss on her neck, just below her ear.
When he pulls back, her eyes are staring straight at him. Xavier only chuckles and caresses her cheeks.
"There are constellations in your eyes."
He hums quietly, pressing his forehead against hers.
"They are just sort of dark brown." She laughs.
"You know how we can mostly see the stars when the sky is dark, right?" He grins and backs away a little right before landing a kiss on her nose, making her giggle.
His fingers brush through her hair, making some knots loosen and untangling her curls. His starlight nuzzles against his neck, wrapping her arms around him.
"You are getting comfy…" He huffs into her ear, stealing a quick peck on her cheek.
"You're touching my hair!"
"I wanna touch it… It's so soft and fluffy…" He keeps brushing through her hair while burying his face in it. "And it smells nice…"
"Obviously." She rolls her eyes in amusement.
He whines, nuzzling some more while she laughs and takes his shirt off. The cool air hits his skin, making Xavier shiver a little.
"It's cold…" He tugs her closer, pulling her flush against himself.
"You big baby…" She huffs, jokingly complaining. "Where are you putting your face, hmm?"
Xavier blinks at her from his spot on her chest, rubbing his chin on the hem of her shirt's collar.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Liar."
He presses his face down onto her chest, still covered by a layer of fabric. Yet, he can already feel the heat of her body.
"I need your warmth…" He pouts. He knows his love is still weak for him when he acts all needy like this. "You have higher body heat than I."
"You just want me to take off my clothes, you sly bunny."
Xavier grins, and he does not deny it. He only watches in silence as his beloved takes off her shirt, revealing her bare upper body to him.
His hands reach out and pull her back to him,
"Gorgeous…" He smiles dumbly. "And… all mine."
"How so…?" She huffs out a soft laugh.
"Are you seriously asking me to explain why I find you attractive?" He scowls, nipping on her neck.
"Well, they aren't exactly big…" She glances down, squishing them in her hands, which kind of makes him drool a little.
But Xavier quickly snaps out of it.
"Who said anything about size? I only called you beautiful." He tightens his arms around her. "And if you think very carefully, you'll remember how I kept sucking on them last wee--"
"Stop! Stop, okay… Damn…" She does not really blush, but Xavier can see a spark of something in her eyes.
He presses his face down and nuzzles, taking in her scent.
"You're tickling me." She runs her fingers through his hair, pushing his fringes back, which causes Xavier to look up.
He huffs, puffing his cheeks a little to make her coo, right before he sticks his tongue out to lick between her breasts.
"XAVIER!"
She yells a little, but he does not stop, knowing she is just being playful with him. Xavier moves to the right, pressing his tongue to her nipple, licking hard and drawing a moan from her throat.
"So soft… so perfectly fitting for me…" He hums, sucking gently before looking up to catch her gaze.
Her hand tightens its grip on his hair, pulling just enough to make him squeeze his eyes shut and groan, sending vibration to her skin.
"Hahh…" She arches, leaning into his mouth, and his eyes are drawn to his left breast, right there, waiting to be touched and worshipped by him.
His lover's chest is not big enough for him to just grab and squeeze. Besides, he does not think it can bring her any pleasure either, which, in his opinion, is useless.
So he always prefers pinching and playing with the little dark pink bud instead.
As his fingers catch it and roll, she tugs hard on his silver locks, making him almost release the other side of her chest.
"Nghh… hmmm…" He scowls, sucking hard.
"You brought that upon yourself!" She huffs, but another moan escapes her lips when he pulls on her nipple.
He lets go with a wet 'pop' and wipes some of the saliva that has leaked out from the corners of his lips.
"Tasty…" Xavier pulls her into a kiss, opening his mouth so she can slide her tongue in. He sucks on it obediently while his hands still play with the sensitive peaks.
When she withdraws her tongue and gasps for air, Xavier takes the opportunity to catch her lower lip with his teeth.
"Ahh… Xay…" Her surprised squeal turns into a soft whine as he sucks on it, licking slowly.
"Your mouth is… working overtime today…" She says between breaths.
"Oh… it has only warmed up, my love…" He leaves her lips and nuzzles at her neck like a needy cat, landing gentle kisses on it. So she pets his head and makes him look up, locking eyes with her.
"I love you." He smiles, rubbing his chin on the spot just above her heart.
"I love you, too." She kisses his forehead, letting her lips linger.
Xavier chuckles quietly before lifting himself up, his hands move down to her waist and squeeze a little, pulling her closer.
"Say that again. And keep looking at me like this."
"Like what?"
"Like… I can bring out the stars in your eyes." He looks down, blushing as he says those words. But she makes him look up, her thumb gently rubbing on his chin.
"Xayxay, Xavie… Xavier, I love you." She says firmly, holding his gaze.
At her second confession, he cannot help it anymore and pulls her back into another passionate kiss.
"My love… my starlight…" He murmurs, pressing himself to her so close as if he is trying to merge their bodies together.
"You are being more emotional than usual…" She points out, her voice light as her eyes curve into crescents.
He knows she is happy about this small change.
"I just love you so much…" He whines.
She pets his head again, making his silver hair fluff up. Meanwhile, Xavier's hand travels down to her abdomen, tracing every scar and mark tenderly.
His beloved goes still, watching him intensely. So, he only nuzzles again while tracing the silvery lines on her warm skin.
"You're mine… And, everything I am is yours…" He murmurs into her ear, kissing right below her earlobe.
She lets Xavier pull her on top of him, straddling his torso as he stares up at her in adoration.
His hand comes up to cup her cheek, drawing her attention to himself.
"I don't like seeing you so upset… but please, remember I'm always here to listen. Just say whatever you want, whenever you need to, don't let it bottle up inside anymore, alright?" He kisses her nose, then her forehead, and lastly, her lips.
She sighs hotly against him, and Xavier swallows her breath, claiming her lips. His arms support her back and lay her down in the bed again while he slowly kisses his way down her neck, then chest, and then tummy.
"So soft… so perfect for me… just for me…"
Breathy moans fall from her lips with each and every kiss until Xavier reaches her thighs. As he starts licking her inner thighs, she gasps, pulling on his hair and her legs close around his head, trapping him there.
His big hands grab her thighs tightly, massaging gently for her to relax. She slings her legs over his shoulders, allowing him to shift closer and closer gradually.
Her shorts are easy to slide off, and…
Well, she never likes wearing underwear anyway.
But Xavier is not in a hurry. He has time today. And gosh… how can he make it quick when she is lying there, looking like a goddess?
Xavier grazes his teeth on the skin of her inner thighs, biting down gently, just enough to make her shiver and moan.
He guides one of her hands to his hair, leaving the other one free to do whatever his love wants to do. She moves it to her breasts, half playing with herself for pleasure, half putting on a show for him.
Xavier hums, licking his way closer and closer to her centre as she holds her breath in wait. He does not give it to her yet, sucking a few purple marks on her thighs.
"Closer, Xayxay…" She has switched to his nickname, hand tugging harder and harder on his hair. "More…"
"Soon, beloved… Be patient…" He huffs, biting just a little harder to make her whine. "Also, promise me one thing."
"Hmm?"
"I need you to suffocate me."
She raises an eyebrow at his request. Xavier laughs softly and nuzzles against both her thighs as his hands pull them closer to his face, trapping himself between her flesh.
"Like this… hmm…" His voice is a bit muffled.
"Sure, bunny." She laughs, petting his head, and Xavier preens, almost purring at her words.
He moves closer then, pressing his face to her core and starting to lick. She sticks to her words, hooking her ankles behind his head and leaving him no room to back off.
One of his hands grabs onto her love handle, massaging the tender skin there while the other joins his mouth at her drenched cunt, parting her folds to give his tongue better access to her pleasure.
He groans loudly against her sensitive nub, making her jolt, and her thighs tighten around his head.
"Heaven…" He moans, burying his face deeper into her heat, sucking and licking hard. His fingers poke at her entrance, gently sliding two of them in.
The wetness makes it easy for him to push them in all the way before scissoring inside her, starting to stretch her out for later. Her muscles pulse in an unsteady rhythm as if her core is trying to swallow his digits in deeper and deeper.
Xavier curls his fingers, pressing at her softest, most sensitive spot, causing his lover to buck up and moan. Her legs are now fully covering his ears, so half of him is disappointed that he cannot hear the sounds of her pleasure properly, but the other half is ecstatic because he is losing air from how completely, utterly trapped he is by her.
His starlight's first orgasm will always be a dry one. Usually very intense, but not the most out of all the orgasms he can give her in one night. It is good enough, however.
She screams his name and convulses, thighs squeezing around his head until he cannot breathe at all against her throbbing heat. There is still a bit more arousal leaking from her core, so he tries his best to dive down a little to get his treat after pleasuring her so well.
He looks up when she has relaxed her thighs and meets her eyes. His cheeks are still squished against her flesh, and half of his face is covered in her juices, glistening in the warm yellow light.
"Hi Xayxay… you... look cute…" She smooths down his hair, trying to calm down her breathing.
"And you look like a goddess." He turns his head and kisses one of the marks he has left on her. It is still pink, but it will turn into a nice, faint purple colour soon.
"Come here…" She waves and unhook her legs completely, letting him pull himself up.
She pulls him into a kiss, licking her juices off his face before sliding her tongue into his mouth. Xavier sucks on it obediently, again, nuzzling his nose against her.
"Closer, baby…" She calls and spreads her legs. He slides his hands under her ass and pulls her flush against himself.
"Ready, love?" He hums in a low voice while she sucks a few marks on his neck and near his collarbones, biting him one or twice in between while nodding.
He kicks the rest of his clothes off, still pressing his body to her. One of her hands cups the back of his neck while the other one lifts his rock-hard cock and strokes slowly.
"Look what you have done to me…" Xavier groans. "My goddess of starlight…"
She chuckles and kisses him, lining him up to her entrance and letting him push himself in. Xavier groans, sliding in easily at first from how wet her core is before slowing down to let her adjust a little.
He huffs and pants against her neck, peppering gentle kisses while tracing her body with his fingers, memorising lines and curves, every centimetre of her beauty.
"Ah…!" A whine escapes her throat as he thrusts for the first time. Her body arches against him, fully presented to him, almost making him lose his mind.
"You are unbelievable…" He murmurs, kissing the scars on her shoulders before lifting one of her arms to kiss down and down from the inside of her elbows to her wrist, nuzzling his lips against the bumps and lines running across her skin.
"Can I beg for something, my beloved?" He asks, looking up at her from where he is still kissing her arm.
"Yes… What do you need?"
"Your love. For yourself, and for me." He thrusts, kissing below her ear as he whispers his wish to her. "Can you grant me this?"
She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him down closer as they share another kiss.
"For you, always. For myself… I'll try to." She murmurs to him.
"That's good enough for me." He kisses her forehead, moving his hands down to support her thighs, squeezing twice to satisfy his selfish desire this time. "And I'll be with you always, this time. Forever."
He picks up his speed, moving faster as she clings to him, nipping and nibbling on his chest and shoulder hard enough to mark him up.
Xavier groans loudly when she bites particularly hard. Oh, it will be purple for days, and he is loving that.
It also spurs him to go faster, pound into her while whispering how much he loves and cherishes her into her ears, kissing every inch of her skin where she was just complaining about earlier.
"Xa…Xayxay… fuckkk…" She hooks her legs around his waist, and he has to push one of them apart before starting to rub on her clit with his free hand.
"Soon… cum for me, starlight…" He nips at her chest, bending down to take her nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking."
She screams and thrashes a little, yet still arching towards him, silently begging for more pleasure.
He gladly gives it to her.
Xavier kisses her again while bottoming out inside her, his hand never stopping moving on her sensitive rosebud.
It is like music to his ears, the way she gasps and cries out his name when she reaches her peak and releases around him. Her sweet, warm core pulses hard, greedily milking him as Xavier grunts and moans her name back.
"My starlight… my guiding light… I love you so much…" He holds her firmly in his arms, basking in the pleasure of their shared orgasms.
He knows she hates having weight on top of her, so he rolls down to lie on his back, placing her on top of his body instead. His cock is still inside her, staying comfortably within the soft, warm walls of her centre.
Xavier reaches up to brush her fringes back and tug them behind her ears. Then, he starts tracing her facial features with his finger, smiling dumbly to himself as he admires them.
"Bunny…" She taps on his nose.
"Hm… what, love?"
"You are acting weird."
"I am not. I act like this a lot."
"I said weird, not uncommon."
He stays silent, looking down at his other hand as it roams her thighs and tummy, caressing every detail.
"Feeling better, baby?" He asks, petting her head a little.
"You are trying very hard." She giggles.
"Maybe… I know words don't mean that much to you sometimes…"
"They do when they come from someone I care about very much."
"Then…"
He pauses, taking her hand and kissing it.
"I think you are gorgeous… And I like those things you call 'imperfections' on your body. They all make up who you are, and I love my beloved the way she is right now." He confesses, nuzzling into her hair as his cheeks and ears blush red.
"Thank you, bunny…" She tugs him to her lips and they share a slow, sweet kiss. "I did want to hear that."
He pouts, whining as he holds her even more tightly.
"I love you, Xayxay… Xavie… Xavier…" She smiles, touching her forehead with him.
"I love you, too, my precious starlight." He grins at her, stars sparkling in his eyes. And they will keep shining only for one person for whom his heart still beats.
FIN.
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💫 our love ebbs and flows, just like the moon and the tide 🫧
By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Summary:
It's another ebb day Rafayel spends with his lover. But they have to split up for a few hours.
He cannot help but feel needy, and Xavier has no plan other than taking care of his partner.
Duration: 3585 words
Originally posted on 10th August, 2025
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Tags: LIxLI, StarFish, Fluff and Smut, Establish Relationship, Ebb Day, Dom!Xavier x Sub!Rafayel, Top!Xavier x Bottom!Rafayel, Harrassment (from a side character), Biting, Licking, Nipple Play, Nipple Licking, Blow Jobs, Anal Fingering, Butt Plugs, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, Sexual Overstimulation, Cameo from Thomas at the beginning
Note: Comm fic for another oomf on Twitter. Personally, I ship StarFish the most as well, so I was happy this was my first LIxLI fic. If you don't like LIxLI, just stay away.
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He has been keeping track. Unfortunately, keeping track does not do shit when he is forced to attend an exhibition.
Apparently, he has pissed off Thomas way too many times, and his evil manager said he would have to attend even if he were on his deathbed.
And just when he thinks there is no way this can get worse, Xavier has a mission that he also cannot refuse. His lover receives the mission right before their ride arrives, and Rafayel can see how conflicted he looks.
“I’ll decline.” Xavier says, nodding to him.
“Nah… just go. It’s still early, I think I can hold up on my own for a few hours at least.” He leans over and presses a quick kiss to Xavier’s cheek.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to leave you on your own today.” Deep blue eyes stare back at him, and Rafayel sighs, kissing his lover again, this time on his lips.
“I’m sure. Just, try to finish it quickly and come back to me, though.” He rolls his eyes, trying to make it sound light-hearted.
The truth is, he wants Xavier to stay with him the whole day. But he is also the Sea God, he can handle this for a few hours.
“Thank you, my love.” Xavier sighs and nuzzles against his cheek, tugging his tie down to change into his hunter uniform.
The purple-haired man watched, half disappointed, half wanting to shove his lover down the bed and--
“Are you staring?” Xavier tilts his head, pulling the jacket on with a puzzled look on his face.
“It’s nothing.” Rafayel huffs, tugging on his collar and turning to leave.
But before he can get past the door, he feels a pair of strong arms pulling him back against a firm, warm chest, trapping him there.
“If you don’t want me to go, I can still refuse the mission.”
“No, it must be important if they call for you so urgently. Just come back quickly and stay safe.” He pulls his lover into a deeper kiss. “I’ll be fine for a few hours.”
They part ways, and Rafayel gets into the car to go to the exhibition. His collar feels suffocating around his neck, making him adjust it over and over again, which earns him some odd looks from the driver.
Xavier has disappeared, having teleported to the location he has been given. Before he left, he only told Rafayel that he would try to make it back as quickly as possible.
Rafayel huff, adjusting his shirt once more.
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Everything is too loud and too hot at the exhibition. Even with the AC on, he still feels like he is being boiled alive.
Xavier would make some dumb joke about fish soup, that dumb rabbit.
Rafayel pulls on his collar some more, trying not to snap at the guests who are asking him about the paintings.
He regrets it now, and he wants Xavier to come back and stay here with him. Fuck that mission.
Rafayel moves around the gallery, trying to keep a forced smile on his face as he nods to the guests, not even bothering to check if they greet him back.
As he passes a pillar, Rafayel feels a cold shiver running down his spine, making the hair on his nape all stand up.
He turns around but sees no one. Yet, the air seems off, and he cannot help but feel paranoid. Plus, with his senses heightened during ebb day, this is not pleasant at all.
Rafayel just cannot shake the feeling of somebody watching him. Those invisible eyes follow him for the rest of the exhibition, making his paranoia worse and worse with each passing minute.
When Thomas signals for him to get ready to leave, Rafayel is ready to run into a wall because of how uncomfortable he is.
“Just 10 minutes left?” He asks Thomas.
“Are you that eager to leave?” His friend raises an eyebrow.
“Yes, actually.” He scowls, and Thomas rolls his eyes.
“Just 10 more minutes, then you can come home to your boyfriend.”
Rafayel huffs but says nothing. He just wants to stop feeling so paranoid. So, sensibly, the merman stays near one of the exit points of the exhibition, where there is no one lingering around, and just close to a painting enough so Thomas will not scold him.
“Mr. Qi?” A soft voice reaches his ear, and Rafayel turns around. An unfamiliar young man stands in front of him, smiling politely.
“Ah… Hello, how can I help you?” Rafayel forces a smile back, hiding his hands behind his back.
“I’m just a big fan, I’ve been wanting to talk to you the whole time, but ahh-- couldn’t find the courage.” That man introduces himself, nodding politely to him.
The merman wants to sass back, asking why the man has decided that now is a good time to talk to him, but he holds his tongue. Just 5 more minutes, and he will be free.
“This is a quieter spot, I just thought it would be more ideal to, ahh, chat with you here.” Another shiver runs down his spine as he listens to the sugary sweet voice, and Rafayel subconsciously takes a step back.
The man suddenly surges forward, catching his arms.
“I’ve been a really big fan of you.” He repeats, stepping closer to Rafayel. Normally, he does not have a problem handling people who invade his personal space, but ebb day is making his whole body weak, and he doubts Thomas would want him to cause a scene here.
“Thank you. I appreciate that.” He steps away, but ends up hitting his back against a stone pillar instead.
The man steps closer, pulling Rafayel's arms towards his chest, and he narrows his eyes. Whether Thomas is here or not, Rafayel will kick this man out of his exhibition.
“Mr. Qi… Rafayel… I’m probably your biggest fan out there…” The man stumbles over his words, pulling Rafayel more roughly. “Can I ask you to give me a chance, Rafayel… I will…”
He tries to yank his arms back, but the effects of ebb day have been taking a toll on his body. Even a child could shove him to the ground if they wanted to.
The man pulls him behind the pillar, and Rafayel almost kicks him off.
“Let me go.” He almost growls in warning, eyes flashing blue.
“Please… Rafayel, you’ll see how much I like you… AHH!” The man suddenly gets pushed away while someone tugs him back, circling an arm around him.
The familiar scent hits his nose, even stronger than usual, and Rafayel knows instantly.
“Xavier, you’re back?” His lover glances at him, eyes soften.
“I thought I wouldn’t be too late for your exhibition. At least I’m on time for something else.” The hunter narrows his eyes at the fan, who is bracing himself against the wall.
“There’s only one minute left, Thomas won’t mind. Let’s go home.” Rafayel glares at the man and leaves with Xavier, staying close to his lover.
Once they are out of everyone’s sight, Xavier suddenly picks him up in bridal style, and Rafayel accidentally yelps.
“I’m teleporting us home.”
Rafayel hides his face in Xavier’s neck, sniffing the comforting, familiar scent as his lover teleports them away. Teleportation always makes him a bit uneasy, but he can endure it a little when held by Xavier.
After a second of feeling lightweight, they materialise at home, right in their bedroom, and Rafayel rushes to strip out of his suit. It is bad enough that he has to wear this for hours, and now he is feeling lightheaded, and Xavier is standing there, looking all hot and sweaty from his mission…
“I shouldn’t have left you on your own…” Xavier tugs on his hand, pulling him into a loose hug.
“We couldn’t have known a creep would bother me.” He grumbles, tossing his jacket away, and starts to unbutton his shirt.
“Still, it’s ebb day…” Xavier helps him remove his belt, landing a soft kiss on his forehead.
Everything feels too warm, too muddled, and his skin is burning. And Xavier is too close, too soft and gentle around him. His scent invades Rafayel’s mind, making him tremble.
“Are you cold?” Blue eyes take over his line of vision, and the artist suddenly gasps, reaching out to grab Xavier’s hands.
But he stumbles, and Xavier tries to catch him, but it only makes them fall onto the bed.
“You need to lie down.”
“I…” His head spins, and Rafayel groans. The smell of sunlight, sweat, and detergent from his lover’s neck is doing something strange to him. “I wanna kiss you so bad.”
He blurts out, pulling Xavier closer.
“Are you sure?” His lover raises an eyebrow, but does not resist him.
“I am. Now kiss me.” He almost groans, tugging the hunter even closer. Their lips meet in the middle, and Rafayel lets out a soft moan, which is soon swallowed by Xavier.
Xavier, as expected, climbs on top of him and pins him down on the bed, lips never stopping moving against his. Nimble fingers unbutton his shirt completely, leaving his chest and torso exposed.
They have spent a few ebb days together, his star has known by heart the drill by now. Rafayel quickly gets lost in the sensation of being kissed until his air runs out, forcing them to separate.
“You are very warm…” Xavier comments, dipping his head down to kiss Rafayel’s neck. The hunter groans, his tongue darting out.
“Ah…” The merman cannot help but whine, pulling his lover flush against his body.
Gentle licks become sucks and bites, drawing breathy moans and whimpers from Rafayel’s lips. He can hear a low, subtle chuckle coming from Xavier and knows that the hunter is very smug right now, yet he cannot do anything about it.
“Ahh…!” He yelps, being bitten on his chest. “You little…!”
Xavier is a biter, he knows that very well. It is just that his body is extra sensitive during ebb day, and Xavier just bit him!
“There… keep making those sounds.” The silver-haired man smirks, looking up from his spot on Rafayel’s chest before biting him again.
“Hahh… ahh… Xavier!”
Cool, wet tongue immediately soothes the pain, trailing all the way to his nipple, latching onto the sensitive peak.
Rafayel groans, arching into his lover’s mouth. Sharp teeth replace soft lips and tongue, grazing against his hardened bud.
“Ahh~ Xavie…!!” He moans, hand moving to Xavier’s hair and tugging on it. “More…!”
“Don’t worry… be good, and I’ll give you more…” Xavier grins, peppering kisses on his chest.
The hunter switches to his other nipple, sucking and licking slowly as if to tease him. Rafayel pulls on the silver locks harder, urging him to do more than that.
“Be patient, Ayel.” His lover scolds.
“Keep telling me to be patient, and you’ll regret it next week.” The artist retorts with a threat.
“That’s future Xavier’s problems.” The hunter licks across his abs right after that, drawing a whine from Rafayel. “But oh well, it’s ebb day, I will be nicer.”
Xavier unbuttons his trousers, unzipping them quickly while trailing lazy kisses down his happy trail.
“Lift your hips.” The hunter orders.
Rafayel complies, letting Xavier remove his trousers and underwear in one swift movement. He also pulls his shirt off at the same time, tossing it down to the floor.
“Ah…” Xavier grins, spreading his legs. “You even prepared beforehand, huh?
Gentle fingers move down his thigh and grab onto the base, tugging.
“H-Hey…! Wait…” He whines, trying to close his legs.
“I’m not pulling it out yet, love, don’t worry.” Xavier chuckles, licking down his V-line. “It’s almost cute how you prepared yourself behind my back, though…”
“Almost?”
“Could have been cuter if you had told me.”
His lover pulls Rafayel’s thighs onto his shoulder as he lands slow kisses on and nibbles up and down them. The artist cannot help but whimper and moan while his inner thighs get marked with purple and red by Xavier’s lips.
“So soft…” The silver-haired man comments, biting him again.
“Ah…! Be careful…” He pants, whining.
“Why should I…? You just got harder from getting bitten.” Xavier looks up with a shit eating grin, his eyes sparkling.
“You are evil.” He whines more, thighs pressing tightly against both sides of Xavier’s head, keeping him there.
All of a sudden, Xavier leans in closer, and his tongue flicks out to lick Rafayel’s length, making him gasp in surprise.
“More?” The silver-haired man laughs, leaning closer and blowing hot air on his erection. Rafayel can only nod, holding back a whimper in his throat.
“Good boy.”
Xavier sticks his tongue out, starting to lick up and down his cock. One of his lover’s hands keeps it standing up while the other one holds his right thigh in place.
“Ah…!” The artist lets out a soft moan, his hips thrusting up.
His lover starts licking up and down faster, nibbling as he does so.
“Xav… hmm… more…”
“Stay still… I’ll take care of you…”
Pleasure takes over his mind, sending him into a state of blissfulness. Xavier’s hand moves up to his hips, holding them down as they try to buck up.
“Nghnnn… Xavie…!”
Bored of licking and nibbling, Xavier starts taking the head into his mouth, sucking gently to tease his partner.
Without his hand holding Rafayel’s thigh back, both of them trap his head in again, locking his ankles behind Xavier’s nape.
The hunter takes it in deeper, his tongue caressing his length, lapping up the leaking pre-cum from the tip.
His hands fly to the silver locks, grabbing on tightly, causing Xavier to groan louder around his flesh, sending vibrations throughout his body.
“Fuck… Xavie…” His hips jerk up, thrusting deeper into his lover’s warm, wet mouth. “Your tongue… ahh!”
He can feel sharp teeth grazing on his sensitive cock, making him yelp. But the pain soon subsides, getting replaced by more pleasure as Xavier starts bobbing his head while playing with the base of his plug.
He knows he cannot last long, not in this state, and he wants to warn Xavier about his impending orgasm through the senseless babbles, but nothing coherent comes out.
The tip of his cock finally hits the back of his lover’s throat, and Rafayel’s eyes roll back. His mind becomes blank, and his mouth is now gaping open, breathing heavily.
Xavier sucks hard one last time, and Rafayel’s muscles tighten while he lets out a cry, hands pulling on the sheet.
He can still feel the hunter’s mouth sucking on his flesh, swallowing his cum eagerly. His nimble fingers caress the skin of the artist’s butt, poking gently around his plugged entrance.
“Umm… hahhh… Xavie…” He groans, his hips finally slowing down their movements.
Xavier pulls away, licking the corners of his lips where some of his release has dripped down.
“Tasty.” His lover smiles, looking all cute like he did not just give him an insane blowjob.
“You are unbelievable.” Rafayel gasps out, still trying to calm himself.
“All the best things for you, my pearl.” His lover grins, pulling himself up to nuzzle against his neck.
The merman sighs softly, wrapping his arms around Xavier’s neck. His mind is a lot clearer now, but he is still not satisfied. So he starts to nibble on his lover’s neck lazily.
“Do you still have enough strength for later?” The silver-haired man asks, landing a peck on Rafayel’s cheek.
“As long as I get to lie here.” He whines, marking Xavier with a bite. The hunter does not even flinch, only retaliating with a gentler nip on his neck.
“Don’t worry. Aren’t you always my pillow princess on ebb days?” They share a kiss as Rafayel chuckles into his lover’s mouth.
“Pull it out, then.”
He spreads his legs and arches up a little for Xavier to pull the plug out of him.
“Ah-- Ahh~ Xavie…” He moans as the hunter pulls the toy out just to thrust it back in a second later. “Don’t you dare tease me…”
“But it’s fun…” Xavier laughs, but then quiets down when he glares. “Alright… I’m pulling it out.”
The plug is soon gone from his body, and his sensitive hole clenches around air, waiting to be filled again.
Xavier rummages through the drawer for some lube before getting back to him, spreading his legs even further apart.
The coolness of the lube on his lover’s fingers makes Rafayel shiver, almost closing his legs when the sensation hits him.
The silver-haired man slides one finger in first, still determined to check if his merman’s hole has been loose enough before trying more exciting “activities”.
“Ahh… more…!” He whines, pushing himself down to take Xavier’s digits in deeper.
Two fingers now, and Rafayel is panting hard, tugging on the sheet. His lover just keeps peppering kisses on his inner thighs or knees while scissoring his fingers inside his fluttering hole.
The third one pushes its way in soon enough, and Xavier curls his digits inside, rubbing against his most sensitive spot.
Stars appear behind his eyelids as the merman closes his eyes and arches, letting out a high-pitched whine. He swears he almost cums right there and then.
But Xavier withdraws his fingers, denying him his peak.
“Why…!?” He yells, wanting to kick Xavier.
“Are you throwing a tantrum, my pearl?” The culprit grins, massaging his thighs.
“What if I am?”
“Well, would you prefer to cum on my fingers, or…?” Xavier lowers his eyes, staring at his tummy.
“You… ah…” He grumbles, yet blushes a bit, realising he has been a brat. “Well, do it then.”
“I’m only letting this go because your mood is unstable…” Xavier grips his chin with his clean hand, pulling him into a gentle kiss. “Exclusively for being a brat on ebb days.”
The hunter lifts Rafayel’s hips and places a pillow underneath, spreading his legs wide open. The merman watches intensely as Xavier undresses completely and lubes up his rock-hard cock, which has just been free of its containment.
He swallows, wanting to suck on it, but before he can voice his thought, his legs get placed onto Xavier’s thighs as the silver-haired man pokes at his entrance again.
“Ready?”
He nods.
Xavier rubs his tip teasingly, and his hole clenches around air, making this lover chuckle right before pushing the head in.
“Ah… More…”
“So needy…”
Xavier does not take his time, nor does he rush it, either. Still, the hypersensitivity from ebb day still leaves Rafayel breathless merely after taking half of his lover’s cock in.
“You’re so warm… Ah…” The hunter groans, grabbing onto his hips and starting to move in and out.
The artist whimpers, clenching once, twice, arching under his lover’s touches. The world spins a little before he sinks deep into an ocean of pleasure, lost in the sound of heavy breathing and skin slapping against skin.
Rafayel thinks he does not even need to touch himself to cum this time, leaving his own dick neglected and bouncing back and forth, slapping on both his and Xavier’s tummy.
But Xavier, that sadist, does not share the same idea. He takes one of Rafayel’s hands and puts it on his untouched cock.
“Together, my love.” The silver-haired man purrs, wrapping his hand around Rafayel’s and starting to move up and down, over and over again.
His mind goes blank as his body gets stimulated in two spots at the same time. Xavier even changes the angle a little, rolling his hips and thrusting deep to hit his prostate over and over again.
He thinks he has been screaming and babbling something incoherent, but all he can hear now is the sounds of Xavier’s harsh breaths and their bodies colliding with one another repeatedly.
The second time he cums, it is a bit too quickly, right after his cock gets stimulated. But his lover does not stop. If anything, Xavier starts going even faster, slamming deep into his oversensitive body.
Rafayel begs, whining and crying, but it all feels too good, and he cannot think. All he has left on his mind is his guiding light, his lover, his Xavier, and how good he is feeling right now.
He cries out again when Xavier bites hard down on his chest, leaving a mark there as he bottoms out inside him, shooting a load of hot cum inside, causing Rafayel to orgasm for the third time.
He is almost drained, barely any translucent liquid leaks out of his tip, but a dry orgasm still feels mindblowing when he is this overstimulated.
Xavier lets his cock go, but stays inside him for a bit longer, holding him close and peppering kisses on his face and neck.
“Hmm…” He moans, nuzzling back.
“Feeling better now?”
“I am… thank you, my star…”
Cleaning up is fast - Xavier can carry him into the ridiculously large tub in their stupidly large bathroom, where they bathe together.
(He has enough strength left to jerk Xavier off one last time since his lover is still too hard after just one orgasm.)
Cuddling on the bed later, he can feel the effects of ebb day lessening as he relaxes. Right before he drifts off, Rafayel can feel Xavier land a gentle kiss on his forehead before wishing him a good sleep.
Then, he snuggles closer to his lover and falls asleep.
FIN.
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Xavier is a hundred-year-old virgin, and you are determined to change that.
You just did not expect him to act so shyly like this.
Duration: 4240 words
Originally posted on 2nd August, 2025
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Tags: Fluff and Smut, Boypussy, Cunnilingus (both receiving), Sex Toys/Dildos, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Biting, Couch Sex, Bed Sex, Light Dom/Sub, Virgin!Xavier, Dom!MC x Sub!Xavier, Nipple Play, Nipple Licking, AFAB MC, Inappropriate Use of EVOL
Note: Comm fic for Lumi on Twitter. They asked me to be creative with the use of Evol, so I just kinda went for it lol.
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Xavier does not stay at your house a lot. He comes by often, but he usually leaves when it gets too late at night.
You get it, your relationship with him is still pretty new, and Xavier is a quiet person. He keeps to himself a lot. But after months of dating, you thought he would be more willing to stay the night more often.
Today is no exception. He comes over for dinner, you watch a movie with him and then play games together until late.
“I lost again.” You huff and put the console down, leaning against the backrest of the couch.
“Do you want to try again?” He looks at you in amusement.
“No~” You whine.
“It’s fine.” He also put his console down. “It’s not early anymore.”
Xavier quickly cleans up the empty bags of snacks and puts everything back into its place.
“Are you tired, darling?” He leans closer to your face, smiling a little.
“Hmm…” You jut your lower lip out, putting on a thinking face.
“I’ll leave so you can rest.” He kisses the side of your head.
As Xavier turns away, you almost yell.
“Wait.” Your hand shoots out to grab his. “Stay tonight.”
“Why?” He blinks, but does not pull away.
“I just want you to stay, must there be a reason?” You scowl a little.
He glances back and forth between your hand and your eyes before nodding once, very slowly, as he decides to stay.
You tug him back down to the couch, taking both his hands in yours. Xavier reaches out to pull you into his lap almost on instinct, wrapping his arms around you.
“You're very comfy.” You giggle, rewarding him with a kiss on his cheek.
The silver-haired man blushes, blinking quickly and looking away.
“My body is naturally warm.” He explains.
You laugh softly as you watch his ears redden.
“You are too cute, Xayxay.” You pinch his cheek, resisting the urge to bite him.
As he pouts, you finally give in to the temptation and surge forward, sinking your teeth into his soft cheek.
Xavier yelps and blinks at you, completely caught off guard.
“Why…?”
You squish his face in your hands, grinning. His big, bright blue eyes and red cheeks only make you feel more violent.
“Please don’t hurt me.” He smiles, yet begs softly before turning his head a little to kiss your palm.
“Okay, give me a kiss then.” You smirk at him.
“As many kisses as you want.” He leans forward and captures your lips in a slow, gentle kiss.
You pin him down on the couch as the kiss goes on. Xavier does not resist, only gasping quietly into your mouth when your hands start roaming his body.
Pushing his hoodie up, you start kissing down his chin and jawline, nipping gently, drawing some soft huffs from Xavier.
His skin feels warm under your hands, and you cannot help but want to feel more of him. Your fingertips leave burning trails of soft touches on his abs as Xavier arches and moans beneath your body.
Your name escapes his lips, followed by a rough groan.
“I want you, Xayxay…” You hum, nibbling on his pulse point.
“You… you meant…?” He blushes a deeper shade of red, blinking quickly.
“Do you not… want it?”
You want him to open up to you and do some more intimate activities with you. But you don’t want to push him either.
Xavier touches the side of his flustered cheek, thinking for a moment before looking back at you with stars in his eyes.
“I… I just don’t know how to…”
You laugh, not at his confession, but at the fact that he looks so cute when he says it to you. Before Xavier can react to your soft giggles, you pull him into another kiss, biting his lower lip.
“As long as you want it, I will give it to you.”
He nods, kissing you back.
“We can try it.”
With his permission, you finally pull his hoodie off, letting your eyes roam his bare upper body.
Even though Xavier is very strong and looks toned, his body actually feels very soft to the touch. You lean down and kiss his neck, sucking a faint purple mark on his skin where people might be able to see.
“Just relax… I’ll take care of everything…”
He lets out a soft breath, trying his best to follow your words. You chuckle at his effort, nipping down on his shoulders and collarbones, making him squirm again.
As you move lower and lower, his breathing starts picking up. It hitches when you finally reach his chest, and your tongue darts out to lick his nipples, one after another.
“Hahhh…” He pants softly, hand flying to the back of your head.
“Good, bunny, hold on to me.” You encourage as you start licking and sucking harder on one of his nipples while your hand plays with the other one.
You manage to draw a loud whine from him as you roll his peak between your fingers, squeezing gently.
“You are so cute…” You laugh, dipping down to take the sensitive bud into your mouth, tugging lightly with your teeth.
In return, Xavier pulls on your hair a little, gasping at you.
“Don’t do that!”
“You don’t like it…?”
“I… no… it feels very strange…” He whines, covering his face.
“But does it feel good or bad…?” You purr, licking him lazily.
.
.
.
“Good.”
At his confirmation, you immediately move to the other side and give it the same treatment, catching his hardened peak with your teeth and tugging gently until he whimpers in pleasure.
“...more…” He begs, arching against you.
But you still want to tease him, swapping back and forth between biting, licking and sucking on his chest until both sides are all red and sensitive. Xavier keeps whining and moaning under your body, his hands clumsily try to find somewhere to hold onto.
“Silly boy…” You grab his hands and pin them down on the couch, intertwining your fingers with his as you move lower, now that you have had enough fun with his chest.
Your tongue leaves a wet trail down his soft tummy, making his skin glisten in the warm light of your living room. Xavier huffs softly, his grip on your hands tightening just a little.
“Relax… It’s just me…” You squeeze his hands back as you nuzzle against his hips, conveniently biting him and making him yelp.
“That hurts…” He whines. “But… I want more…”
“Then I’ll make sure to give you more, then.”
Xavier is only wearing some comfy sweatpants, so it is very easy to tug the waistband down to give yourself some access to a more sensitive part of his body. The silver-haired man does not resist, but his hips even subconsciously buck up once or twice as if asking for more.
You laugh to yourself, grazing your teeth on his hipbone, tongue darting out occasionally just to tease him.
With your hands occupied by his, you have no way to pull his sweats down except by using your mouth. Your teeth bite into the fabric and slowly tug it down.
Xavier even lifts his hips to assist, moaning quietly when he feels the softness of your upper lip brush past his lower tummy.
It is not long until his underwear is exposed to you, causing you to let go of his sweatpants and lick your lips. You pull yourself up and kiss his neck gently, whispering.
“Be a good boy for me, yeah?”
Xavier nods wordlessly, and you let go of his hands to remove his sweatpants completely.
“Touch me, darling…” He begs, reaching out for you, face blushing red.
“I will… just be good and enjoy it, okay?”
He nods quickly, squeezing your arm a little before letting go.
Your hands trail his hips, fingertips dancing on his skin, making his whole body shudder. Wanting to tease him more, you dip down and catch the waistband of his boxer briefs and tug down like you just did to his sweats.
Xavier whines, clearly embarrassed.
“Don’t tease me…!”
You laugh, apologising to him quickly before removing the garment completely. Xavier closes his thighs on instinct, but his action alone cannot hide what you have been wanting to see the most.
You put your hands on his knees and pry gently.
“Do you want me… or not…?”
He scratches his nose with his finger, swallowing hard. Yet, he nods, locking eyes with you.
“Then, relax. Trust me, okay?”
“Okay.”
As he takes in a deep breath and stops forcing his knees together, you carefully part them, running your hands up and down his legs to reassure him.
And there it is…
You kiss his inner thigh, your tongue flicking out a little just to tease him. He whines, almost forcing his legs closed again, but your grip on his knees is strong enough to keep them separate.
He resorts to holding on to you with his hands, one on your wrist and one on your head. One of your hands moves up to hold onto his love handle, squeezing just enough to make him whimper your name.
“More… please…” He arches slightly.
“Now you’re begging already…?” You chuckle, biting his inner thigh hard, making him yelp.
“That hurts…!”
“Does it?”
Xavier just pouts.
You laugh at him, licking up higher until you can feel the warmth of his body against your face. While nuzzling, you start sucking more love marks on his thighs.
“Hnnghh…” He groans, turning his body a little before you stop him.
“Be good, stay still.” You tut.
He whines, but then obediently quiets down.
“That’s my cute bunny…”
You nip at his other thigh, moving higher and higher, teasing him.
“You are already so wet…” You murmur, nose finally touching the skin of his drenched core. “And you smell so sweet, bunny…”
Xavier whimpers softly, making you look up only to see his flustered face and puppy eyes staring back at you.
“May I, love?” You ask for permission.
He nods, making a soft “hmm” in the back of his throat to answer you.
Chuckling to yourself, you make an experimental lick on his soft folds to see how he would react. Xavier jerks back a little, but he does not pull away, just keeps on staring down at you.
You lock eyes with him as your tongue starts to part his folds, licking up the slick of his arousal. The silver-haired man holds his breath as he watches.
“Relax… you look so tense…” You remind him before pressing your tongue flat down on his clit, swirling just enough to draw out a moan from his throat.
“Ah… that feels…”
“Good?”
“Yeah…”
You take that as the sign to be bolder, starting to suck hard on his little nub. The thin hair on his pubic area tickles your nose, making you want to bury your face deeper in his flesh.
Xavier moans your name as if chanting a prayer while he arches into your mouth. You dip lower, your nose now poking at his hardened clit as you lick a long stripe up between his folds.
“Don’t stop…” He begs, tugging on your hair harder, causing you to let out a groan of your own.
“I won’t… I promise…”
Your tongue pokes into his entrance, tasting the nectar dripping out of the forbidden Heaven as Xavier writhes against you.
“You taste even better…” You look up, pressing your tongue back to his sensitive rosebud.
“Hahh… hnghh… please…” He begs and reaches out to you with his free hand. You grab onto it, resting both your hand and his on top of his lower tummy as you continue eating, pleasing him with your tongue and lips.
Once the pleasure takes over his mind, his push on your head becomes more forceful as he desperately grinds on your face.
“So needy… I knew you would enjoy it, Xayxay…” You hum, voice muffled against his soft flesh.
“I need you… always…” He whines.
“I know.” You suck harder, your other hand leaves his love handle to join your mouth at his heat.
Gentle fingertips start poking at his entrance, teasing him before sliding into his heat. The warmth of his fluttering wall envelops your digits, swallowing them deeper and deeper with each pant from his lips.
Your fingers start scissoring inside his cunt, stretching him out while your tongue and lips never stop toying with where he is the most sensitive.
His hips buck up when you curl your fingers inside him, rubbing upwards. As you rub harder, his legs start wrapping around your head, trapping you against his pussy while it clenches tightly around your digits.
“You’re so tight, bunny… relax…”
“I… I can’t… feels too good…” He moans, his hips keep jerking up.
You press his own hand down on his lower tummy, forcing him to focus on something else for his cunt to loosen just a little so your third finger can slide in. Your mouth works harder, determined to bring him over the edge.
“I’m… close… please…” He begs, letting your name slip past swollen lips, all red from him biting them on his own.
“Cum for me, Xayxay…” You urge, rubbing more slowly but also more firmly.
He whines, squirming as his thighs tighten their hold around your head, almost suffocating you. But it does not matter. What matters now is that he is on the edge of an orgasm, and you are not backing down.
“I… hahhh… I’m cumming…” He chokes a little as he tries to warn you, right before his walls spasm around your fingers, more nectar leaking out of his entrance, and his body convulses against your face.
It is beautiful, and you waste no time licking him up clean while your digits stay deep inside him, rubbing gently to prolong the intense pleasure.
You don’t know if your eyes are deceiving you or not, but his skin looks a bit shinier, sparkling against the light of your living room. But you brush it off, focusing on enjoying Xavier’s orgasm instead.
He moans your name, pulling on your hair until his other senses come back to him after the pleasure subsides. Xavier is now left panting hard on the couch, his body covered in sweat, his own juices, and your saliva.
You clean your chin up and lick the remnants on your hand clean before pulling up to see him again, locking your eyes with his blues.
“That… was… intense…” He huffs, reaching for you.
You gladly pull him into your arms, kissing him deeply to let him taste himself on your lips and tongue.
Xavier whimpers into your mouth, and you swallow his warm breath, sliding your tongue in.
“Suck.” You order softly, and he complies, his own tongue caressing yours while he sucks gently.
Before you run out of air, you pull away and nuzzle quickly against his cheek.
“What a good boy… You taste so sweet…” You praise, peppering kisses on his skin, occasionally sneaking in a few small bites.
“It felt so good…” He hums, nuzzling back against your lips.
“Want more, bunny?” You ask, grinning. “We can take this to the bedroom, this couch is a bit small.”
He bites his lower lip and nods, sitting up.
You peck his cheek and pull him to his feet, leading him into your bedroom. You don’t mind eating him out all night on the couch, but there is a bit more creative freedom in your bedroom in case he wants to try something else.
Gently pushing him down on the mattress, you quickly straddle him and trap him beneath your body.
“You are… You are still fully clothed, this isn’t fair.” He complains, tugging on your t-shirt.
“Life isn’t fair.” You tease him.
“Take this off.” There is a pause, then he adds. “Please, love.”
You huff out a soft laugh and fulfil his wish, pulling your top off. You did not even put on a bra, so now your upper body is bare to his eyes.
“You’re beautiful…” Xavier’s hands grab onto your waist, kneading carefully like a kitten. “Can I do it, too, please…?”
His eyes zero in on your breasts, and he looks like he is just one second away from drooling. You decide to let him have some fun munching as well, leaning down so your breasts are hovering over his face.
Xavier sticks his tongue out to receive one of them, his tongue swirling around your soft skin and areola, not quite touching your nipple.
“Hmm…” He moans to himself, nibbling so gently it actually feels a little ticklish.
You press your body to his, putting your chest on his face completely. Xavier now opens his mouth to take you in, teeth grazing on your smooth skin.
At the touch of his warm, wet tongue, you cannot help but let out a quiet moan as your hand tugs on his silver hair.
Xavier lets your right boob go with a loud “pop”, moving onto the other one, sucking on it while his tongue performs a dance around your sensitive peak.
“Good boy…” You praise, arching into his mouth.
“Thanks, love.” He lets go, smiling at you with a dazed expression. “Can… I try it, too?”
“Try what?” You tilt your head and look down at him.
“Eating…?” He pouts and begs with his puppy dog eyes.
“Fine. Help me, then.”
He obediently helps you get out of the rest of your clothes, tossing the garments aside. Then, he looks at you with eagerness in his eyes.
“Sit on my face, please.” He lies down, waving you back.
“Getting bolder now, aren’t we?”
“I just wanna do the same to you.”
As soon as you climb on top of him, Xavier grabs onto your thighs to keep you still. You lower your body a little and immediately feel his lips on your thigh.
“You know? You smell really sweet, too.”
His mouth latches onto your core, sucking and licking just like how you did it to his own. You rock your hips, grinding on his face for more friction.
Xavier eats more desperately, sliding the flat of his tongue up and down and occasionally stopping to suck on your clit.
“You are dripping, too… You got so wet just from eating me…” He comments, and you can hear a hint of satisfaction and smugness in his voice.
“I did… like it?” You tug on his hair, and Xavier looks up, grinning.
“Love it.” He dives back in, sucking diligently on your little nub.
Pleasure rushes to your brain, slowly sending you to the brink of losing control. You ride faster, rubbing your heat against his face.
“I’m… close…” You groan, and Xavier hums, squeezing your thighs harder.
“Cum for me… please…” He begs, pressing his tongue up.
Your orgasm crashes into you like a tidal wave and washes away any last thoughts from your mind, leaving you breathless, floating in a state of blissfulness.
Xavier licks up all your release greedily, and you have a feeling that this first time eating pussy will open up an insatiable hunger in him.
“Satisfied?” You gaze down at him.
“Hmm… very…” He licks his lips. “I think I like doing that.”
“Okay then… I’ll let you eat more another day, yeah?” You pet his head, and Xavier nods in agreement. “Let’s try something else…”
He gazes at you in curiosity as you reach for your drawer and take out a long, curved item.
“Oh… that’s…” He blinks in surprise.
“Do you wanna try this?” You ask, and he nods instantly. “Good boy. I’ll be gentle this time.”
You put the strap on while Xavier stares, occasionally licking his lips. The initial shyness seems to have almost disappeared, but his rosy cheeks cannot fool you.
“Can… can I help?” He reaches out as you are about to lube up the toy. His pussy is still dripping with arousal, but the toy is as dry as a piece of wood, so this is necessary.
You hand him the bottle of lube, leaning closer for him to spread the liquid onto the toy.
“You’re well prepared.”
“I have my needs.”
“If I stay the night more often, can I be the one to satisfy your needs instead?”
He looks up, eyes dark with a newfound desire, awaiting your answer.
“Sure. Stay… and I’ll teach you how to satisfy my needs…” You purr, dipping down to bite his lower lip.
“Hahh--” Xavier moans, letting go of the toy.
“Lean back, relax.” You gently push him down, opening his legs wide.
Soon enough, your palm is on his core, rubbing gently to spread his own juices out evenly. He arches and pushes himself down into your hand, grinding a little.
As you keep rubbing, his skin keeps getting brighter and brighter, and you finally realise his Evol is acting up. Wanting to see what else might happen, you decide not to perform any penetration yet. Instead, you keep rubbing and flicking his cute little nub, drawing more light out of him.
“S-Stop teasing me…” He whines.
“But this is fun.”
“Please…” He whimpers louder, reaching toward you.
“Stay down, bunny…” You grab both his hands and keep them trapped against his tummy with one of yours.
He squirms as more light radiates from his skin, especially the area around his poor core, where you are still teasing him. You chuckle to yourself, flicking his clit to make him cry out.
“You are so evil…” He huffs, scowling at you. But when you start to laugh back at him, slivers of light materialise from his inner thighs and start wrapping around the toy.
“Huh…? Xavier… what…?” The light tugs you closer to Xavier, making the tip of the toy poke at his entrance.
“Please, love…” He pouts, showing you his puppy eyes again.
You sigh, but let his light wrap around you and pull you closer with his Evol. You even help him by pushing your hips forward.
The tip disappears inside him, followed by a soft huff from Xavier. You release his hands, now grabbing his hips instead to thrust in deeper.
“Ah… wait…” You listen to him and let him adjust to the size of the toy, squeezing his love handles. “Okay… more…”
You push deeper into him, carefully listening to his moans and huffs to make sure he is still comfortable.
“Move… please…” He asks, holding onto your wrists.
You comply, moving slowly at first before picking up the speed and thrusting faster into his needy core.
“Hahhh… please…” Xavier moans, and you swoop down to catch his lips with your own, swallowing his hot breath as you kiss him deeply until both you and he run out of air.
“Can I go faster now, bunny?” You ask breathlessly, pulling him down against you.
He nods wordlessly, and his grip on your wrist becomes tighter. You chuckle, nibbling at his neck while your thrusts become more forceful, squeezing past his pulsing walls and rubbing at his most sensitive spot inside.
“Wa…Wanna cum… please…” He begs, whimpering your name.
You kiss the corner of his lips briefly and straighten up, moving one of your hands back to his heat and rubbing him hard.
Xavier cries out as his legs wrap around your waist, trapping you tightly against his body.
“Good boy… cum for me, Xayxay…” You lean down again to lick his nipple, hand and hips never stopping their movements on his aching cunt.
The sound of his scream fills your room, drowning out your own huffing breaths as he convulses underneath you. His nails dig into your arms painfully, but you don’t complain, letting yourself enjoy the pain and his pleasure.
Your hips slow down a little, not stopping completely to prolong his orgasm, but also not thrusting so fast anymore so as not to overstimulate him. This is still his first time after all.
When Xavier goes still and quiets down, you finally stop and pull out of him, letting him catch his breath. His pussy is now all red and still dripping with his juices, which makes you want to lick it all clean.
But you hold yourself back and remove the strap, pulling the silver-haired man into your arms.
“Was it good, bunny?” You kiss his forehead.
“Hmm… it was…” He hums, nuzzling and smiling in satisfaction.
After that, it is all cuddles and gentle kisses with Xavier while he plays with your hands, nuzzling against you like a needy house cat.
You manage to drag him to the bathroom for a warm bath before cleaning up and making him drink some water. Xavier keeps staring at you with wonder in his eyes, and you suddenly question if this will become a new norm for all the future nights you spend with him.
“You look happy.” You lean down to kiss his forehead.
“I’m happy you got me to open up and try this. I think I love it.” He tugs you into the tub with him.
“Really?”
“Are you doubting it?” He pulls you closer. “You said you would teach me how to satisfy your needs… Remember not to go back on your words, darling.”
“I’m looking forward to teaching you.” You grin.
“Can’t wait.” He grins back before pulling you into a kiss.
FIN.
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By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Summary:
You go home with Zayne in his car one day.
Nothing big should happen, right?
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ZayneMC car sex, with a twist (ft. Dawnbreaker and a very jealous Zaynie).
Duration: 4500 words
Originally posted on 14th July, 2025
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Tags: Fluff and Smut, Car Sex, Body Swap, Jealous Zayne, Sexual Inexperienced Dawnbreaker, Virgin!Dawnbreaker, Dom!Zayne (both Soft Dom and Hard Dom), Backshots, Nipple Play, Nipple Licking, Spanking (ass and pussy), Creampie, Orgasm Edging, Sexual Overstimulation, Aftercare
Note: Zayne's fic from my 100 With OG3 Giveaway, written for oomf on Twitter (they prefer their name to be hidden). Basically, the GA winner has requested Dawnbreaker and Zayne switching bodies in the middle of having seggs with MC and a jealous Zayne afterwards.
There are some small mentions of the winner's physical appearance in the fic (blond hair, pale, brown eyes, etc).
(Dawnbreaker is Zayne and Doctor Zayne is just Zayne or Zaynie.)
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When Zayne opens his eyes, his body feels weird and like it is in pain. But at the same time, he feels so good it almost makes his eyes roll back. And…
He blinks at the head full of blond hair under his chin. The pain suddenly lessens as she pulls back a little before leaning closer to him again.
And her lips, this time…
They are resting on his neck, nipping gently at his warm skin.
As the woman pulls back, Zayne takes in a sharp breath, almost jumping from his seat.
Instead, his hips thrust up and draw a loud moan from the woman on his lap.
It’s her.
It is the angel from his dreams.
She is right in front of him, physically.
And apparently, he is inside her, literally.
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*About an hour earlier*
“It’s late. Don’t stay up to wait for me.”
When you get Zayne’s text, it is already almost midnight. He probably thought you had gone home already, but you are actually wandering on the street.
You went out a bit earlier and then wanted to go pick him up from work (technically, he will be driving you home since you are walking).
Pocketing your phone without replying to him, you quickly make your way into the hospital’s building.
After you knock on his office door, you can hear a “come in” from inside the room. When you walk in, he is still writing something without seeing who has entered his office.
“Is there anything…?” The cardiac surgeon looks up and blinks, seeing that it was not a colleague who has come in.
“Hello, Doctor Zayne.” You clear your throat, standing up straight. “I’d like your assistance for something.”
He lowers his glasses, staring at you with mirth in his eyes.
“And what task do you need my help with?”
You come closer, putting your hands on his desk and leaning closer to him.
“I need someone for me to hold when I sleep.”
Zayne chuckles and nods, closing the notebook on his desk.
“That sounds like an important task.”
“It is. And it cannot be delayed.”
“Such an emergency.” The doctor stands up and puts on his coat. You help him turn off the light in his office before walking to his car with him.
“Did you walk here, love?”
You nod, already opening the door to the passenger’s seat, immediately taking off your jacket and making yourself comfortable before Zayne even manages to come in.
As soon as he has settled down in the driver’s seat, his eyes are drawn to your exposed thighs, not covered by your short clothes.
“It’s cold this late. Next time, wear warmer clothes when you go out.”
“Got it, Doctor Zayne.” You grin at him, doing a small salute.
He shakes his head and huffs a little in amusement before driving off.
You glance at him. He has not been sleeping well, the faint purple eye bags stand out on his pale skin. You know the nightmares have returned, even if he does not tell you about them.
As if noticing your worries, Zayne puts a hand on your knee to reassure you, eyes still glued to the empty road ahead.
“Relax.”
“I’m fine.”
“You look tense.”
“You can’t even see me. And focus on driving.”
You huff a bit, embarrassed knowing he has seen your concerned expression.
A fleeting smile graces his face before Zayne stops the car at a late-night beverage shop.
“Stay here. I’ll be quick.”
True to his words, he does not take long, coming back after mere minutes with two paper cups of tea in his hands.
“Drink. You’ll feel better.” Zayne gives you one cup, and you realise it is a hot jasmine tea with milk.
“Thanks, love.” You lean forward and kiss his cheek right before the car starts again.
But before long, his phone rings, and Zayne stops driving, parking on the side of the dark, empty street, to listen to it. As he is about to leave the car, you tug on his arm to tell him to stay.
He only gives you a look but complies anyway, speaking softly on the phone while you continue sipping on the tea.
It is pretty close to your house with him already, and there are hardly any houses nearby. It was only reasonable of him to choose a quiet area to buy a house, seeing that this is how he can actually get some good sleep between the hectic working hours at the hospitals and unpredictable nightmares.
“Right. I will check on it tomorrow.” He says pleasantly before hanging up.
“Something happened?”
“Just some paperwork.” Zayne puts his phone back in its place before taking a sip of his own, now only warm tea. “I can handle it tomorrow.”
His hand moves to put the cup down, but suddenly, the surgeon freezes and grips the cup a bit more tightly.
“Zayne?” You tug on his sleeve. “Are you okay?”
His gaze is far away, as if he is not seeing anything in his line of vision. You start freaking out and shaking him, hoping he will come back to you. This might be some aftereffects of his nightmares recently.
“Zayne! Snap out of it!” You grab him more forcefully. The cup in his hand collides with your body and spills the contents out everywhere, drenching both your and his clothes. “Fuck…”
You mutter a curse, but at the same time, the liquid seems to have helped wake him up from whatever trance he was in, and the dark-haired man is now blinking in confusion as he sets the ruined cup down.
“W-What happened?”
“I don’t know! You were like, not responsive and kept staring at nothing, and I panicked.” You fuss, thrusting your hand into his pocket to find a handkerchief.
“Wait…” Zayne tries to stop you, but you are already dabbing the handkerchief up and down the front of his shirt, not wanting him to catch a cold.
The tea seeps into the fabric, making it possible to see through the white shirt. You blush a little when you realise what you are looking at, and not to mention the fact that you have made it cling to his skin while trying to dry it.
And your own shirt is…
You look down, realising he was looking into your collar the whole time when you cleaned his shirt. And not like he had a choice, with you cornering him like this.
“Ah…!” You hold a hand to your shirt’s collar. “I didn’t pay attention…”
He just chuckles softly and cups your cheek, bringing you closer.
“Thank you... for cleaning me up.” He tilts his head, landing a soft kiss on your right cheek, taking the damp handkerchief from your hand.
Taking the opportunity to tease him, now that you have stopped feeling so flustered, you turn to head a little to capture his lips with yours.
“Hmm…?” Zayne makes a soft, surprised sound, but he quickly recovers and kisses you back.
“Now this is a proper thank you.” You grin, nipping on his lower lip.
“Doll…” He warns, using the nickname he only ever uses in the bedroom.
You laugh at him softly, starting to sit back down, but Zayne quickly reaches out and grabs your wrist, firmly but still gently.
“You can’t just do that and hide in your seat.” He laughs, pressing a soft kiss to your hand.
You pout, hoping he will let it go.
“Come here… Your shirt is soaked too.” He tugs you onto his lap, carefully dabbing at your shirt with some dry parts of the handkerchief.
You huff, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“You scared me.”
“I’m sorry.” He touches his forehead to yours, his breathing slowing down not that the chaos is over.
“Why did you just freeze like that?”
He blinks and casts his eyes downwards while his hands move to rest on your hips. At his silence, you understand he does not want to talk about it. But you still cannot help but feel worried about him.
“Zaynie…?” You cup his cheeks, turning his attention back to you.
He closes his eyes, nuzzling against your palms.
“Love, don’t…”
“You have to talk about it eventually.”
“It’s just… I saw something from my nightmares. But now, I’ve already forgotten about what it was.”
You sigh softly and lean forward to kiss his forehead. Zayne huffs a little before pulling you down and kissing you on the lips.
“Is this payback?!” You whine when you manage to break away, thinking about the kiss you initiated a moment ago.
“It could be.”
You scowl and dive back in, getting your “revenge” on him by smashing your lips against his.
Zayne gasps in surprise, and you take the opportunity to slide your tongue in, exploring the warmth of his mouth.
The doctor quickly recovers from the shock, sucking gently on your tongue like he has done so many times.
“Hmm… sweet.” You pull away, licking your lips. “Now… let’s go hom--”
Before you can finish the sentence, Zayne tugs you back into his arms and into another kiss, catching you off guard.
“Hmm… hmff…” You huff into his mouth, but quickly relax in his lap. His hands start roaming your body, sliding under your shirt.
“Don’t go… I want my “revenge”, too…” He murmurs, sucking once on your lower lip.
“If we keep this going, we’ll be here all night, kissing!”
“And… is that so bad?” He looks down a little before leaning forward to kiss your neck.
You gasp, but let him be, wrapping your arms more tightly around his neck. Zayne’s gentle kisses slowly turn into little sucks and nibbles here and there, decorating your skin with pink and soft purple marks.
You tilt your head back a little, letting him have more access to your body.
“Hmmm…” He hums softly, teeth grazing at your pulse point.
“Zaynie…” You whine, yet still lean closer to feel more of his lips on you.
He groans, pulling you back into another kiss. You moan into his mouth, clumsy hands gripping tightly onto the backrest of the car seat.
“Stay with me…” He mumbles, pulling you closer by your waist.
“I am…” You huff, kissing his chin as Zayne removes your shirt, throwing it to the passenger side.
Wandering hands quickly work their way up your body, massaging tender muscles. You arch, presenting yourself to him.
“Touch me more…” You beg quietly.
He leans down and suck a purple mark on your chest as his hands easily unclasp your bra, throwing it over to your discarded shirt.
“Beautiful…” He hums a soft praise, kissing the birthmark between your breasts, tongue darting out to taste you.
His tongue then travels left and right, brushing past your aching nipples before they get taken into his mouth, one after another.
You let out a loud moan, tugging on his jet black hair, body growing warmer and warmer after each second. And, beneath your body, you can feel something growing, straining against your thighs.
Zayne’s mouth lets go of your breast with a soft pop, finding his way back up to your collarbones and then your neck.
Gaining back your senses, you demand he take his shirt off, too. He does not argue, only swiftly unbuttoning it and tossing it next to your clothes on the other seat.
You lick your lips, keen brown eyes roaming over his firm muscles as your hands start moving. Zayne only chuckles softly, letting you have your fun.
“I want to feel more of you.” You pout, hooking a finger to his waistband.
“Go ahead.”
It is quick, removing just enough clothes to gain direct skin access to each other. His trousers are still somewhere on his legs, but all of your clothes have been removed, tossed aside like rags.
Surging forwards, you start nipping and marking him on his chest, earning rough and low groans from him.
“Just like music to my ears.” You tease, licking his nipple.
“Doll…” He moans, squeezing your hips more tightly.
“What? Don’t like it?”
He blinks.
“No. I like it too much…” He admits quietly, pulling you closer.
You laugh softly, feeling victorious for making him admit it before playing with his body again. Your lower part starts grinding against him, feeling the hot, throbbing length against your thighs.
He groans, hips bucking up a few times, trying to get more friction.
“You’re so eager…” You tease him, but he only bites on the side of your neck, pulling you flush against his chest.
“You are really happy about this.”
“I am.” You kiss his cheek while guiding his hand lower.
His fingers gently touch your pubic area before sliding between your folds, feeling the wetness of your arousal on his skin.
“You are so wet already?”
“Just for you.”
The tips of his index and middle fingers tease your entrance, opening it up and sliding into your heat, stretching you out.
You lift yourself up a little to give him more access, leaning back against the steering wheel.
Zayne pants, landing random, quick kisses to your chest, mostly on the birthmark or on your nipples, as he prepares you.
You moan, jumping slightly when his thumb rubs on your clit, sending shivers down your spine. His other hand grips your right thigh to support your balance, thumb pressing down on another birthmark there.
“Please…” You whine, grinding on his hand.
“Please… what?” He looks up, still massaging your core slowly.
“Please… fuck me…” You mumble, pouting.
He chuckles and pulls you down, taking his hand away from your core and licking the juices clean. Then, he lets his hardened length rest on his thighs.
“Sit down.”
You comply, sitting on his length, spreading your own arousal onto his flesh, causing Zayne to groan and tilt his head back.
You take the initiative and lube his cock up with his precum and your own juices, right before sinking down on it, letting your hot walls envelop him completely.
“Ahh… you feel… so good, Zaynie…” You moan to him, starting to grind back and forth. His arms circle around you, pulling you closer.
Zayne huffs into your ear as you kiss and nibble your way down to his neck, wanting to mark him somewhere someone might see.
He closes his eyes, and his breathing keeps getting heavier with every movement of your hips. And as you sink your teeth into his shoulder, he cries out before silencing himself as his hands squeeze your waist hard.
You pull back a little, feeling a strong sense of satisfaction before leaning back in and pressing gentle kisses on his neck and collarbones while clenching around him.
Zayne’s eyes are on you, but there is something different about him.
He looks curious. Confused, even. Even the dazed expression of being inside you cannot hide the other emotions.
But there is a sparkle of affection in his eyes that makes you cannot help but lean in closer.
Warm breaths tickle your skin as you stare into the depths of his hazel eyes.
“Zaynie?” You ask softly, knocking your lips against his chin.
He almost sinks into the backrest of the seat, eyes casting downwards.
And at the moment, you know, this is not your Zayne anymore.
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They switch bodies sometimes, but often fleetingly, not even enough for you to talk to the other Zayne.
And according to your beloved doctor, his nightmares are the reality this Zayne lives in. It is always awful whenever Zayne tells you something about that world, and you also know this Zayne is not a pure, untainted soul either.
But considering his situation…
Dark, hooded eyes stare back at your brown ones as if asking a million questions at once. But just when you decide to open your mouth and ask him first, hazel eyes cast down and zero in on your lips.
You realise - He wants you.
Even though this is not your Zaynie, he is still Zayne, and he wants you.
And he is - Zayne’s cock, technically - still inside you.
“May I?” He leans closer, breathing against your lips.
Speechless, you can only nod twice before feeling his lips against you. It is still your Zayne’s body, all warm and familiar, but your mind knows the differences between the way Zaynie kisses you and the way Zayne does.
It is more hesitant, clumsier, but heated all the same.
“I am sorry.” He mutters as he pulls back.
But there is nothing to apologise for, you know you would want Zayne in every lifetime, every universe, as long as there is a version of him.
And when you look into his sad eyes before he turns his head away, you know you want him, too. This is still your beloved.
“No. Wait…” You cup his cheeks and turn his attention back to you. It is too late to back down now.
Your poor Zayne… your lover in a post-apocalyptic world, spending his days unloved in darkness and misery.
His eyes find yours again, shining with silent questions.
“Stay.”
“Alright.”
Your lips find his again, burning hotly in eager kisses. It is cute to see Zayne so clumsy like this again, just like when you and he first took this relationship to another level.
You grind a little, taking him deeper while your walls close around him tightly, making his eyes roll back.
His hands also quickly find their way to your chest, rubbing and squeezing gently as if testing.
“Don’t tease. Be bolder.” You encourage between huffs. The man before you only glances at your face once to check your expression before diving in, taking one of your nipples into his mouth.
You moan, tugging on his hair right when his other hand massage your other breast, pinching the other nipple.
“Fuck…”
Zayne groans, eyes tightly shut as he feasts on your body.
“I saw you in my dreams sometimes, I can’t help it… I cannot shut those visions out. You always look so beautiful… utterly gorgeous in my dreams…” The way he stammers between each word lets you know he is not used to speaking his mind to the woman he likes. Even Zaynie is the same, but he has gotten better now as your relationship with him goes on.
He switches to the other side, warm, slick tongue caressing your skin.
“Please… just once… let me hold you…”
“Hah… okay… You can have me… all of me for now…”
You bounce, arching into his mouth and hand while your core pulses around his throbbing cock.
His arms wrap around you once more, and his hips start moving, thrusting up into you over and over again, drilling deep into your body.
“Fuck… Zaynie…” You cry out, digging your nails into his back. The man retaliates with a bite on your shoulder, his hand gently tugging on your long hair to make your head tilt back, giving him access to your neck.
He licks and nibbles around your neck, marking you up with clumsy kisses. His other hand wanders to your waist, caressing the soft skin.
Zayne groans, nipping your earlobe, slamming up harder, making you choke on a scream.
His cock is twitching inside you, signalling the upcoming orgasm.
You pull on his arm, guiding his hand to where your and his bodies are connected.
“Rub me.” You instruct, guiding hesitant fingers to your clit.
A breathy gasp escapes Zayne’s lips when his fingers touch your sensitive little nub. At the same time, you moan and arch your back, your core tightening around him.
He groans out your name at last, spilling out inside you as you continue riding him. Zayne stares at you with half-lidded eyes, his free arm pulling you closer against himself.
His fingers apply a bit more pressure to your clit, determined to make you cum.
“Z … Zayne…!!” You cry out, bucking up and almost letting him slip out.
His hand leave your pulsating core now, leaving some pressure, and you manage to calm yourself down a little.
He pulls you into a fierce embrace, burying his face in your neck and inhaling your scent deeply.
As he goes still, you start to get worried and try to pull back, but his hold on you only tightens.
“Zayne?”
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.
.
“Did he satisfy you as well as I do?” He mumbles into your ear, nuzzling a little.
“Zaynie?”
He pulls back and stares down at your body with darkened eyes.
“You’re…”
“I’m back…” He kisses your cheek gently, contradicting how tightly he is holding you.
Zayne does not wait for your response, letting himself slide out and quickly reaching for the passenger seat and folding it.
“Get to the backseat.” He gives you a quiet order.
You swallow and scramble to the backseat, followed by Zayne. Before you can settle down, he pulls you into his arms and bites your neck.
“You are mine… right, doll?” He whispers.
Your breathing quickens, and you can only nod. It is not common to see him so openly possessive. You know he can be jealous, protective, and even possessive many times, but it still always surprises you whenever he shows it.
He presses his chest to your back, and you just realised he has also stripped clean of his clothes, the trousers on his legs are nowhere to be found.
“Did you find his inexperience amusing?” Zayne asks, kissing a line from the side of your neck to your shoulder.
“A little. It’s cute.” You answer with honesty, and Zayne huffs.
His knee nudges you onto the seat, and you have no choice but to comply, grabbing the backrest for balance.
One of his hands travels to your butt, grabbing right before landing a hard smack on it.
“Fuck… Zayne!” You swear, arching a little.
“Did you think about me when he touched you, baby doll…?” He kisses on your back after tossing your hair forward, circling his arms around your middle.
“Technically, it was still your body…” You tried to reason. Her Zaynie and that Zayne are both Zayne.
He hums, grabbing your hips to lift your lower half up a little.
“Open your legs, doll face.” He says softly, but you know it is an order. It always is when he switches to that nickname.
You obey, spreading your legs on the plush seat.
“Good girl.” He kisses behind your ear, hand moving lower until it reaches your sensitive, dripping core.
There are still remnants of his previous orgasm on your cunt and thighs. Zayne only tuts quietly, smearing it out on your thigh's birthmark after he rubs your core.
“You’re dripping…” He chuckles, sliding his fingers in. “Lift your hips, love.”
After doing so, you can feel Zayne rubbing his hardening cock against the skin of your butt.
Without any warning, he thrusts in, knowing your sweet cunt is already loose from the first round.
His palms cover your breasts, squeezing as he pounds hard and deep into you, drawing short, heaving breaths from your body.
“F…Fuck… Zaynie… I…” You stammer, clumsily grabbing the backrest.
“You’re mine, doll… You are mine.” He nuzzles against your neck, biting once before groaning your name.
“YES! I’m… yours…” You cry out, arching against him.
“He can never fuck you as well as I do.” The dark-haired man growls, a careless swear slipping off his tongue.
Zayne pitches your nipples hard, making you jump and yelp loudly.
“Oh gosh…” You moan, head falling forward to rest on the backrest.
Meanwhile, one of his hands moves down to your core, occasionally stopping to squeeze your waist and hips, before finally reaching your clit.
He rubs gently, unlike how you had expected him to. But before you can comment on it, he spanks your clit twice suddenly, and your whole body jolts forward.
“Fuck…! What…?”
“Stay still.” He pulls you back and rubs gently again, making you shiver.
As he keeps rubbing and occasionally spanking your overstimulated nub, you find yourself lost in the pleasure and pain, your body almost gone limp in his arms. Only your hands are still able to hold onto the car’s window and the leather of the seat.
And every time you try to curl up, his free arm will keep your body open and spread out for him.
“I… I… please, Zayne…” You beg.
“Hmm?”
“I wanna… I want… to… to… cum…” You whine, one hand gripping his wrist.
He rubs faster, his hips snapping against your butt at a punishing pace.
“I… I’m cumming…” You warn him, but then, everything just stops.
His hand stops rubbing, and he also stops thrusting into you.
“Zayne?” You whimper, tugging on his arm. “No… please…”
In return, he only kisses your neck tenderly.
“You brought this upon yourself, baby doll.” He hums, marking you up some more with lazy bites on your shoulders and arms.
“Please…” You turn your head, begging. “You can’t stop here…”
Zayne captures your lips in a fierce kiss.
“Mine, and mine only, please.”
You nod frantically, hoping for him to continue.
“All yours. Please…”
“Hmm… good…” He pulls you back into another kiss as his hips start moving again. The speed increases quickly, and you soon find yourself panting into his mouth.
At the same time, his hand resumes its job, rubbing on your clit in circles. He does not spank your cunt anymore, as you discover after a few moments, leaving only pleasure in his treatment for you.
You whimper into his neck, body bent in a way that is sure to make you sore for days. But you simply don’t care.
“Soon, doll?” He huffs, cock twitching inside your fluttering walls.
You nod, biting your lip hard.
“Talk to me. Are you cumming, love?”
“...yes…!”
“Good girl…”
He speeds up, rubbing harder and faster, making you cry out and dig your fingers into the backrest of the car.
“Cum for me, doll…!” He orders, and it only takes you a few seconds to release around him while your walls clench hard, making him cum as a result.
Zayne groans, biting your neck to muffle the sound, hips still drilling into you until you have milked every last drop from him.
“Z…Zaynie…” You call, tired out from the rough sex.
“I’m here.” He pulls out and carefully lowers you into the car seat. Your eyes flutter closed, and you can hear him sigh quietly.
There are always wet wipes in his car, so Zayne does a quick job of cleaning himself and your body up before draping his coat over you.
“Are you warm?” He asks, whispering softly.
“Hmm… but tired…” You yawn.
“I’ll drive us home. Just sleep.”
“Okay.”
The hum of the moving car lulls you to sleep, and after a moment, you can feel your body being lifted into a pair of strong arms.
It is warm, and you feel relaxed, quickly falling back into a deep sleep.
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“Sleep well, love.”
FIN.
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🫧 love as quiet as a whisper (as loud as the crashing waves) 🫧
By @xavslittlelight ✨️
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Summary:
Rafayel is not a common man.
It is also not mundane how he loves or who he is attracted to.
And maybe, it is time he let you know, and Rafayel can be creative when it comes to showing affection.
Duration: 3950 words
Originally posted on 05 July, 2025
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Tags: Fluff and Smut, Oral Sex/Cunnilingus, Multiple Orgasms, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Body Worship, Insecurity, CW: Skinny MC (close to anorexia but nothing explicit is mentioned), Mirror Sex, Pet Names, Aftercare
Note: Rafayel fic from my 100 With OG3 Giveaway, written for Emma. I stepped out of my comfort zone with this for writing a skinny mc who feels insecure about it (I have never felt skinny in my life). I hope this will be a good read, especially since the winner was very satisfied with how it turned out.
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Rafayel never understands why sometimes, you cover up all the mirrors in your house. He would give you and the mirrors some puzzled looks, but he never asked any questions.
But curiosity builds up, and Rafayel has been patient enough.
He comes over one day, a bouquet of fresh flowers in his arms. Rafayel opens the door easily as his fingerprint can unlock it, and quickly looks for you.
He just happened to be nearby, having just escaped Thomas’s clutch to go grab some flowers before coming over to your place.
There is only some soft light coming from your room, through the ajar door. So, he quietly fills up the sink to put the flowers in and then goes to knock on the door to your room and peer in.
He sees you on the bed first, right before noticing the large towel draping over the mirror in the middle of the room.
“Love, can I come in?” He asks, making his voice a bit more cheerful than usual.
“Hmm…” You hum, nodding for him to come in.
Rafayel quickly gets on your bed, shuffling close to you.
“I just escaped Thomas, soooo… I came over because I was missing you.” He tugs you onto his lap, burying his face in your hair.
“The event nearby you told me about?”
“Hm…mmm… that’s the one.” His arms tighten around you. “I bought you some flowers… we can put them in a vase together later.”
“Sure.” You turn your head to peck his cheek, making Rafayel grin happily.
He hums, quietly kissing down on the side of your neck and an exposed part of your shoulder.
“Alright… can I ask you something, my pearl?”
“Go ahead.” You nuzzle, feeling comforted by his presence.
“The mirrors… You cover them up sometimes, why?”
There is only genuine curiosity in his eyes, no judgment, no malice. Just your sweet, gentle, caring Rafayel.
“I don’t like them sometimes…” You whisper to him.
“Watched horror movies too much?” His tone is light, just like how he usually teases you. But his eyes show his concern clearly.
“I wish.” You kiss his chin gently. “I just don’t like them.”
“Tell me. Why don’t you like them?”
His grip tightens around your waist.
“I…” You glance at the mirror.
“Please…” He calls your name, quietly pleading.
You sigh, nuzzling against his neck.
“Okay… no judging, yeah?”
“Have I ever done that?” He smiles, nuzzling back.
You hum softly. Yes, he has never seriously judged you, not even once.
“Fine… I just don’t wanna look at myself, I guess.”
He becomes still around you, hands still holding onto your waist. You hold your breath, not really knowing what he is thinking just from looking at his facial expression.
Suddenly, his hands squeeze you a bit more tightly as Rafayel pulls you closer to himself and buries his nose in your hair again.
“Why?”
It is just a simple question. The shortest question he could have asked. He is confused and worried, you know it all.
Part of you does not want to answer. It is too personal, too complicated to explain. Even thinking about it makes you feel vulnerable.
But again, this is Rafayel, the man who has made you feel safe like no one else ever did. Part of you wants to open up to him, to tell him all about your insecurities and let him comfort you.
His bi-coloured eyes stare at you, awaiting an answer.
“Please… I just wanna know.” His gaze is steady, unwavering, while his hands cling to the fabric on your body.
Letting out a soft sigh, you nod.
“I hate how I look.”
Immediately, he reacts.
“Why?”
His hands squeeze your waist again, very tightly this time. You take a deep breath, your fingers start poking at your knees.
“I’m too skinny… like, look at me. Skin and bones, right?” You give him a dry laugh, eyes glued to your knees.
Rafayel stays quiet; however, his breathing next to your ears keeps getting louder and louder with each passing second.
“You always call me your muse, but I have not seen another muse as skinny as me.” You inhale sharply and lift your chin. You will let him see you so vulnerable, not with that stupid “joke”.
As if he had snapped out of a trance, Rafayel calls your name and completely turns you around to face him.
“And so what? What is so bad about being skinny?”
It is hard to look him in the eye now, and you don’t know how to answer him. Sure, it is common to hear people call “being skinny” the current beauty trend, but in your case…
You swallow, shaking your head.
“It’s nothing.”
Rafayel scowls. He has never been very good at hiding his frustration when it comes to you and your well-being.
“It is NOT nothing. This is clearly affecting you.”
“You don’t have to worry about it.”
You suddenly feel a regret in your bones about telling him about it. Rafayel is just too persuasive sometimes, and not to mention that safe feeling he always brings to you.
As you start to get up from his lap, the purple-haired man only tightens his hold on you, preventing you from escaping him.
“Rafayel…” You warn.
“I am not letting you go until we get to the bottom of this.” His brows crease, making him look determined.
And a determined Rafayel is always hard to deal with.
“There is nothing--”
“There is not nothing. You are staying here.”
He sounds stern all of a sudden. You have no choice but to sit back down and face him.
As soon as you settle down again, Rafayel’s face softens, and he gently brushes a strand of your hair back, tucking it behind your ear.
“That’s my girl.” He nuzzles and kisses your cheek as if to reassure you first. “Now… tell me, what is so bad about being skinny?”
“I…” You pause, looking for words to say. “It’s just, I think I look bad, okay?”
You did not mean to yell.
Well, it was barely a yell anyway, but you still feel bad immediately afterwards. You did not want to use such a strong choice of wording, either. And yet…
His face crumbles as his arms squeeze around you.
“You cannot think like that… I won’t have it…” Rafayel turns you around. “You are beautiful. You have to believe me.”
His hold around you has gotten so tight that you start struggling to get out. But you are not a match for his strength and determination.
“Please… look at me, you have to believe me…” Rafayel is pleading, begging, and his bi-coloured eyes have gotten so bright and glassy with unshed tears.
It would be so simple to lie and get him off your back, but you find yourself unable to speak a word.
He huffs and lets you go before marching to the mirror, forcefully yanking the cover down. He turns it to face you right after.
“Rafayel!” You call his name, but he walks back and pulls you back onto his lap.
“Look.”
“I am looking.” You glance at the mirror.
He sighs again, seemingly frustrated that you are not following what he is trying to tell you through his actions.
You can tell that this is his first time dealing with this kind of situation, so he does not know what to do, nor what to say. He is just trying his best to make you feel better.
And still, you are not moved by anything, except for his effort.
His arms are still wrapped around you, strong and warm. And he feels safe at least. He does not seem to mind your tiny little outburst or snarky words from earlier, just huffing at you in frustration about the situation.
“You don’t believe me.” Rafayel looks away.
“Maybe… not yet.”
“I need to prove it to you.” His gaze lands back on you, and he pulls you closer before pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. “My beautiful, wonderful pearl.”
You cup his face. Neither of you likes seeing the other upset, and you start feeling a bit bad about being unable to believe him.
“Love… please…” He sighs, pressing his forehead to you.
Unable to resist any longer, you lean forward and kiss him.
It is just a sweet little kiss, fueled by the prolonged eye contact and your love for him. Rafayel, getting caught off guard, freezes around you before giving in to the kiss and responding to you.
When you pull away a moment later, he immediately tugs you back and nuzzles against your neck.
“I can hold you like this all day.” He murmurs, starting to kiss his way around your neck, then down to your collarbones.
You cling to him, gripping his shirt while enjoying the familiar feeling of his lips on your skin.
“My pearl, my muse, my love…” He whispers with each kiss.
Soon enough, his hands start finding their way under your clothes, kneading the soft skin of your waist and hips.
“You’re mine… and I don’t wanna see you so upset.” He kisses your pulse point, mumbling against your skin, sending shivers down your spine.
You huff softly, wanting to retort with something like “I don’t want you to see me like this either”, but the words get stuck in your throat as you feel his tongue on your neck.
“You have no idea how much I love and adore you…” He whines.
“But why?”
“Huh?”
Caught off guard again, Rafayel leans back from you, looking up with a quizzical look in his eyes.
“Why do you even like me?”
“Why not? And don’t tell me about your look, you are the most beautiful in my eyes, inside and outside both, and I will not let you state otherwise. I just need time to make you see it.”
You fall silent for a moment.
“Okay, but then, I’m nothing special. I’m not super intelligent or artistic. And you are… well, both.”
He scowls and nips at your neck hard.
“Hey!”
“Do I look like a university? Or a capitalist company?” He laughs. “My attraction to you goes beyond mundane things. And…”
He takes your hands, kissing both of them tenderly.
“You’re plenty intelligent, and only you truly understand me and my arts anyway.”
You pull your hands out of his hold and cup his face, looking into his eyes.
“I am not lying.” He huffs quietly. “I would never!”
You sigh and lean against him, taking in his words. Rafayel kisses both your palms, taking your hands into his own again.
“Trust me, please.”
You stay quiet for a moment.
“I will try. In time.”
“And I will keep reminding you - my beautiful, wonderful pearl.”
You press a kiss to the corner of his lips instead of responding, making Rafayel relax a little around you.
He soon turns his head a little to capture yours fully in another deep kiss while his hands slowly lower you to the bed.
The artist hovers above you, moving from your lips to your neck, sucking love marks onto your skin.
“You’re mine… You are all mine…” He whispers quietly, his tone both possessive and pleading.
“I’m yours.” You whisper back, and Rafayel sighs in satisfaction, going lower and lower, worshipping your body with his lips and tongue.
The heat between you and him quickly increases, making you hastily remove your clothes. Rafayel follows your lead, taking his shirt off to feel your skin against his.
His eyes roam your body in hunger as he pulls you back into his arms.
“Relax… Let me handle it.” The merman nuzzles against your neck, nibbling his way to your shoulder, where he marks you with a bite.
“Ah!” You gasp in surprise, tugging on his hair.
“That’s right… hold on to me…” He encourages, moving the blankets and pillows around to make you comfortable.
Then, the purple-haired man makes his way to your chest, nipping and licking your soft skin until he reaches your breasts.
He wastes no time attaching his mouth to your nipple, sucking diligently while keeping eye contact with you, making sure you are enjoying it.
One of Rafayel’s hands starts massaging the other side of your chest, not wanting to neglect it.
“Ayel…” You call him, pressing your body to his.
“My love…” His voice is slightly muffled against your chest, but you can clearly hear the whiny, needy tone from him right before his teeth graze against your bud.
You jerk up, holding onto him more tightly.
Rafayel groans and moves to the other breast, giving it the same treatment. His face is flushed red, and his eyes are dazed as if even just serving you can make him lose his own mind.
“I want you… I need you so bad…” He lands clumsy, messy kisses around your chest, and moves down further and further until he reaches your hips.
“You have me.”
“Let me make you feel better… Let me worship you…” He begs, holding your thighs with his arms.
Speechless, you can only nod. It is better to let him take control of the situation. This is not new to you, but you are not exactly an experienced partner.
Rafayel said he never loved anyone else besides you, but everything seems so natural to him, as if he knows exactly what he should do with your body.
“Can I…?” He nuzzles against your hipbone, squeezing your thighs.
“Go ahead.” You give your permission, awaiting his next move.
His tongue flicks out and licks its way lower and lower until he practically buries his face in your core. You let out a loud moan, pulling harder on his hair.
“Taste… so good…” He moans against your flesh, tongue swirling around your little sensitive nub.
His arms keep your legs steady on his shoulders as he eats, lips and tongue working overtime to bring you to the peak of your pleasure.
“Ayel…!”
Hearing you calling for him in such a sweet, needy tone, Rafayel almost loses his mind and starts grinding against the mattress as he thrusts his tongue into you, nose still rubbing against your clit.
“Let go… don’t… hold back…” He groans, sending vibrations through your tender walls, pushing you over the edge.
Orgasms with Rafayel are always good. It makes you feel as if you have entered Heaven, and there is nothing but ecstasy and blissfulness in your mind.
His hands hold your hips down as you convulse and cry out, fingers digging painfully into his shoulders.
The merman licks you up clean, tongue lapping on your core and inner thighs, not letting any drop go to waste. Then, he gleefully pulls himself up to face you.
“Did you enjoy it, my pearl?”
Panting softly, you brush all the locks of hair that have gotten on your face aside while peering at him.
“I…” You huff. “Yes, I did.”
Rafayel nuzzles against your neck, nipping on your warm skin.
“You looked even more beautiful when you fell apart in my arms.” He whispers, landing sweet, short kisses all over your skin.
“I look like a mess.” You blink at him.
“A hot, beautiful mess.” He corrects you.
“Are you sure?” You roll your eyes, half-teasing, half-serious.
“You don’t trust me?” Rafayel pouts at you. “I need to show it to you, then.”
He pulls you onto his lap, and only now do you realise that the mirror was facing the bed the whole time. The artist presses his chest to your back, holding you tightly in his arms.
“Look…”
Messy hair, blushing cheeks, several hickeys adorning your skin from your neck to your chest, then all the way down to your hips and thighs, which are still wet from his saliva and your own fluids.
“Raf…” You start calling for him, but the merman only spreads your legs out further, massaging tense muscles with his nimble fingers.
“Relax… look at yourself… You look like a dream…” He nuzzles against your nape, inhaling your scent.
His hand finds its way to your fluttering core again, rubbing gently to stimulate you. Both of your arms reach back to hold onto him, causing Rafayel to chuckle in your ear.
“Let me handle this… just enjoy, my love.”
His skilful fingers start flicking at your overstimulated bud, making your body writhe against his.
You try to close your legs, but his other arm firmly holds one in its place while your other leg gets restrained by his elbow as he continues rubbing you.
“Look at yourself… see how beautiful you look for me…”
“Raf…ayel…” You whine his name, trying to curl up, but your lover holds you down still. Soon enough, your body starts grinding against his hand on its own, earning you a soft chuckle from him.
“That’s it… good… and look at the mirror… I want you to see how pretty you are when you cum.”
He rubs faster, putting pressure down on your pulsating core while nibbling on your shoulder.
Your mind goes blank, but you still try your best to keep your eyes open, staring at your own and Rafayel’s reflection in the mirror as he fingers you.
“Cum for me, again, my beloved…” He kisses behind your ear while whispering a quiet order to you.
“Hah… Ayel… I…” Whatever you want to say next gets cut off by a scream. You writhe against him, only managing to still sit up because of how tightly he is holding you.
Rafayel is still sucking marks onto your skin while his eyes zero in on your reflection in the mirror, drinking in the sight of you bathing in the pleasure given by him.
“Good girl.” He takes his fingers away and brings them to his lips. Through your blurry vision, you watch as Rafayel lick his hand clean of your juices. “See? You look like a dream like this…”
He pecks your cheek gently, and you subconsciously lean closer, getting bolder now and starting to suck love marks onto his neck.
“Just like that… yes… mark me as yours…” He tilts his head back, hands gripping tightly to your waist.
Something hard pokes you in the thighs as you shift on his lap. Rafayel groans, pressing himself to you.
“I want you…” He almost growls, dipping down to kiss your collarbones.
“And you have me…” You caress his cheek, giving him your permission.
Rafayel immediately places you down on the sheet. Then, in a swift move, he pulls his trousers down, freeing his hardened member.
You reach out to Rafayel just to get pulled onto his lap again.
“Mine…” He pepper kisses on your face, landing the last one on your nose before nuzzling like a needy cat.
“Take me.” You whisper to him.
He turns you around on top of his thighs. Almost automatically, you open your legs. His hard cock emerges from between your thighs, rubbing against your sensitive folds.
Rafayel leans over your shoulders, chuckling.
“Look at us… perfect fitting together.”
You whine when he moves a little to tease you.
“Ready, my love?” He asks, and you nod.
He slides in slowly, gradually filling you up. You let out a soft gasp, arching to take him in, eyes drawn to the sight of him entering your body in the mirror.
“You feel so good, my pearl…” He groans, pushing in deeper. Meanwhile, his hands grab your thighs and spread them wide until every detail on your body is on display, seen clearly in the mirror.
He nips on your neck, starting to move in and out.
“So beautiful… all for me, just me…”
His thrusts become faster and faster with each gasp, each whimper, each time you call his name. With one hand wrapping around your torso and the other massaging your core, Rafayel does not hold back anymore and lets his instincts take over.
“Focus… look at us… see how perfect we are together like this.” He orders, his head nuzzling against yours to make you face the mirror.
You only nod, trying to best to prevent your eyes from rolling back as Rafayel fucks into you.
His hand presses harder on your clit, rubbing slowly in circles, making you whimper and clench around him.
You can faintly hear Rafayel gasp before he bites your shoulder again, hips thrusting up into you sharply.
Finally, unable to resist it anymore, your eyes roll back as you allow yourself to be lost in this blissful sensation that your lover is bringing you.
“Ayel… please…” You beg, breathless, while your hands tug on his arms.
“Please… what? Use your words, my love.” He nips on your earlobe.
“Please… I want… I wanna…” Your head tilts back, resting against his neck and shoulder as you try to stammer out your wish. “Ayel…!”
Before you even manage to beg for release properly, Rafayel thrusts up deeply into you while rubbing hard, making you reach your peak without any warning.
His free hand moves up to hold you around your chest, supporting your body as you arch off him. His orgasm comes a little bit after yours, and Rafayel spills out inside you, filling your pulsating heat with his seeds.
“Shhh… you did well… my beloved pearl…” He soothes you, kissing the back of your shoulders gently.
When your vision clears again, you instinctively look into the mirror. Both you and him, a sweating mess, panting and twitching from orgasming.
Rafayel lets himself slip out, still gripping you with his arms, and the next thing you know, you are watching his essence leaking out of you in the mirror.
It seems filthy in a way, but also incredibly satisfying for you, knowing only you can have him like this.
The purple-haired man tugs you to the edge of the bed and dutifully kneels down on the floor, burying his face back in your core to clean you up with his mouth, gently and sensually.
Having orgasmed three times already, your overstimulated body does not take long to send you into overdrive again. In the meantime, Rafayel laps up the mixture of your and his own release while stroking himself off under the bed.
Exhausted, you can barely react when the last orgasm crashes into you and only manage to collapse on the bed. Rafayel takes a little longer, groaning and huffing against your thighs as he cums onto his own hand and the floor.
You can vaguely make out how Rafayel takes you into the bath and lets you soak in the warm water before leaving to clean up the bedroom. He comes back with a glass of warm water and helps you drink so you don’t choke in your exhausted state.
You let him clean you up and carry you back to the bed, dressing you up in a set of comfy sleeping clothes, before tucking you in neatly against his chest.
“Sleep now, my muse?” His tone is light, a bit teasing. Rafayel’s forefinger starts touching your facial features gently as if he is drawing them on his canvas.
You nuzzle, not wanting to speak.
He lands a kiss on your forehead.
“Next time, if you are upset about anything, just come to me. And please, please, know that you are perfect to me in any and every way it matters.” He lets his lips linger on your forehead as he speaks.
You can feel his arms tighten around your body, pulling you flush against him so you can now rest your cheek on his chest, listening to his thrumming heartbeats.
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“Sleep… I’ll be here when you wake up.”
FIN.
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