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When you initially propositioned Xiao for sex, he was immediately standoffish about it. A furious blush on his face as he shook his head. And you? Well, you weren’t too worried about it. A deep conversation from an innocent relationship status question had developed all the way down to sex and masturbation. Considering his age and seemingly genuine curiosity, you were happy to oblige him. You let him know that you didn’t really desire to have sex with other people, but you did take pleasure in masturbation and that was more than enough for you.
The poor Adepti though curious was still flustered at the lewd topic. And oh, the poor guy, it seemed even he didn’t deign to sully himself. A shame really. Which is why you offered to help him out. Not like you were terribly experienced yourself, but you think you knew enough to give Xiao a good time.
Once he realized the topic wouldn’t move forward until he answered your question did, he speak. He crossed his arms with a sigh before looking at you. His eyes avoided your own, but his words were clear and stern.
“An adeptus would never succumb to such primal and unnecessary needs.”
You simply shrugged, it was disappointing, but you wouldn’t pressure him into something he didn’t want. Besides, it’d be much more satisfying for him to come to you. So, you nodded at his answer, “I figured you’d say as much but consider the offer open. It might be ‘unnecessary’ but it’s simply an activity. One you might enjoy. Just think about it.”
Another moment passed and Xiao sighed again, “I thought you said you’d only participate in such an activity with a partner or someone you were comfortable with. Why would you offer this to me?”
Your smile widened, grinning at him deviously as you leaned towards him. He seemed to withhold a shiver at your gaze, not backing down.
“But my dear adeptus what if I want to be comfortable with you?” After a pause your eyes narrowed further, “Or even better, if you’d indulge being my partner.”
His eyes widened. His words seemed stuck for a moment and when he did get his bearings, he attempted to speak to you, only to be interrupted by a raised hand. You signaled him to stay quiet as you leaned back casually, returning to your previous calm demeanor. “I’m kidding... Mostly. I offered this for your satisfaction. Not mine. I told you I don’t really desire sex like this, but I would love nothing more but to offer that kind of pleasure to you.”
He paused, taking those words in. It wasn’t long until he nodded, turning away as he muttered softly, “I’ll think about it.”
With those words he was gone. Disappearing into the air like a leaf in the breeze. You wondered if he’d ever take you up on that offer.
Lucky for you he did. It’s returning to your room a few days later when you find him leaning against a wall near your bed. It was already late, but you didn’t want to assume what he was here for. Despite feeling tired from the day’s ventures, your energy returned in waves, a thrill running through you at the potential implications. The room was dimly lit, the moonlight providing ample light for you to observe his figure.
“Xiao?”
He didn’t say anything, his arms were crossed, an attempt to look less nervous than he was but you knew otherwise. His hands were tightly gripping his forearms and his breathing looked shaky.
You don’t dare rush him. Not wanting to risk scaring him away. To him feeling self-conscious or shy. You pat the spot next to you, giving him a reassuring smile in an attempt to be inviting.
After a moment he brings himself forward, slow quiet steps make his way to you before he hesitantly takes a seat next to you. He still doesn’t look at you, his hands now digging into the sheets of the bed. You try not to giggle at the sight, instead turning your body towards him. You reach out and softly brush a strand of hair away from his face before grabbing his chin and turning him to face you.
There’s little resistance as he goes with your motion, but his eyes still drift downwards. Only does he meet your gaze once you cradle his cheek. He looks nervous, his face a deep red and you can feel the warm sensation of his cheeks against your hand. You smile at him, gently rubbing his cheekbone till he relaxes slightly, leaning into your touch.
“Did you want to try something tonight, Xiao?”
He seems to go rigid again before his eyes dart away, nodding shyly in your grasp.
“Can I get verbal confirmation?”
It was said cheekily, and you knew it was a bit mean to demand when he was already so out of his comfort zone, but you couldn’t help yourself. His eyes seem to narrow a bit at you, but he sighed, looking down as he mumbled something out.
It was quiet, a little too quiet. So, when you tilt your head, he clears his throat before trying again, “I want to do… this.”
It was vague but you decided not to push farther, accepting that for now. You could have him begging for you later. You decided to start small, simple. You leaned towards his face. He seemed surprised but wasn’t dumb enough to not know what you were doing so he closed his eyes in anticipation.
You smiled as you met his lips. He was clumsy against yours, but you were patient with him. Deciding to do multiple short kisses, slow but gentle against him. It took a moment before he got the hang of it and that’s when you tried a deeper kiss. Your lips locking more easily and lingering a bit longer. Once he seemed at ease with the motion, meeting your lips constantly, did you decide to test the waters. Stalling at fully meeting his lips the next kiss, instead opening your mouth to swipe a tongue across his bottom lip. His eyes widened, his breath hitching as his lips softly parted. Your hand drifted down his face, so your thumb brushed against his chin, keeping his lips open to you.
You were slow with it, licking into his mouth to meet his tongue. He seemed a bit apprehensive before his tongue responded. He hardly seemed to breathe throughout it. His focus goes into the sensation of your tongue against his and trying to move against it. It isn’t until a moment later that you pull away, staying close to his face.
His eyes flutter open, half lidded as he stares at you in daze. Catching his breath as his mind catches up. You rub your thumb against his bottom lip and that seems to catch his attention as his eyes fall on you. His eyes dart down to your lips.
For a moment you think he wants another kiss but his hand at your face stops you before you could lean in again. It catches you off-guard, he’d been so still and hesitant against you, any display of action created a thrumming sensation in your chests. His hand hovered, unsure but his eyes were still focused on your lips.
“...Xiao?”
He watched your lips form his name, and he almost shuddered at the sight before his eyes met yours. He glanced down to your lips again before quietly asking.
“Your lips… they’re puffy? Is that…”
You can’t help but laugh and he looks at you, a blush dusting his cheeks. You grab his hand pulling it to your cheek as you tilt your head in his hand.
“You’re right Xiao, they’re swollen. That happens sometimes during kissing.”
“Does it hurt?”
You almost laugh again. Containing yourself you softly shake your head, dropping your hand from holding his in place. He keeps his hand there; his thumb slowly rubs your cheek.
“It just means your presence is lingering on mine.”
His hand stills, his eyes snapping to yours. You’re not sure what to decipher from the gleam in his eye but before you knew it his hand trailed to the back of your neck, pulling you forward to meet his lips again. He pressed his lips against your hard, his hand on your neck applying a gentle pressure to push more of yourself against him.
It was cute. Him taking an initiative but you had to remind him who was teaching who. You propped yourself up on your knees, maintaining the kiss as you moved yourself to straddle his hips.
He was startled at the shift, his hand moving away from you as you got comfortable on his lap. You used his shoulders to help yourself settle. Once you brought him back into another bruising kiss, your hands moving up to cup around his neck as you opened your mouth against his.
You could feel one of his hands hover around your side, so you reached over to bring it to your waist. With the permission he gripped onto your side like a lifeline, embedding his fingertips into your skin through the fabric.
You couldn’t help but shift a bit and that’s when you felt his hard-on under you. The shift caused his breath to hitch, and you pulled away with a slight gasp. He looked at you embarrassed, his grip on you tightening further as if fearful he did something wrong.
“I’m sorry.”
It was so quiet you almost didn’t hear him. Once the words caught up with you, you gave him a confused look then smiled softly. You pecked his lips before peppering kisses down his jaw and towards his ear, pressing a kiss to it.
“Don’t apologize. That’s what we wanted right?”
He shuddered at your quiet voice in his ear, his grip turned bruising especially once you rocked your hips against his and his other hand shot up to still your movement. He let out a restrained groan as he took a shaky breath.
Not wanting to rush him you took to kissing his neck, reveling in the way he let out little sounds similar to needy whines. You take it further sucking on his soft fair skin, not stopping until little red blotches formed against it. You wished you could venture beyond his collarbone, but his clothes were in the way, and you weren’t in the mood to figure out how to remove it. You licked at one of the spots you marked and you’re not sure if it was sensitive or you’d just been winding him up but the next moment he rocks into you. He pushes your hips against his with his strong handle on you and you can only grasp his shoulders at the movement.
He moans at the stimulation before his own noise reaches his ears. He digs his head into your neck, hiding in it as he gently rocks against you. You can hear the panting and feel his breath against your neck. It sends a shiver down your spine as your own pleasure muddles your head. You bring a hand to hair, grounding him against your neck as your other hand runs up and down his back.
He shudders against your motions, pushing against you harder before he whimpers, a silent plea being made as he pulls away from your neck. He looks at you, his hair messy and his face glazed over with desire. You felt your stomach do flips at the sight before reigning yourself in.
“You want more?”
He breathes in sharply before giving a slow nod. You push at his shoulder, pulling away from him. He almost whines, his grip nearly pulling you back before he lets you go. He misses your warmth, but that desire is replaced by confusion as you kneel in front of him. Until you reach out to apply pressure to the bulge in his pants.
He gasps, his eyes lidded but his jaw tense. He grips the sheets, and you wonder if this may be too much for him. Still, you’d go as far as he’d allow you.
You rub your hand against him until he starts to attempt to rock into it. His eyebrows twist upwards when you remove your hand, and his eyes meet yours almost desperately.
“It’s okay my little adeptus, I’m not stopping.” He seems to relax a bit before watching you intently as you stand and pull him up as well. You tug at the rim of his pants pulling him towards you and give him a quick kiss. He tries to follow your lips as you pull away, but you place a hand on his chest as you speak in a low voice, “I need you to take off your pants, can you do that?”
He’s still for a moment before his head turns down to fumble with his pants. His movements aren’t as fluid and smooth as the ever adept yaksha usually is. His hands slipping due to his sweaty palms and hasty motions. He raises one leg after the other to tug off his boots. He neatly sets the boots beside the bed and his pants soon follow. He folds them in half and sets them aside and then hesitates as he looks back up to you.
You couldn’t help but smile as he followed your every command, he still had on his undergarments, but you were gonna work on that in a moment. But first, you wanted an up-close look on his tattoo. He grew tense under your touch as you ran your hands down his lightly toned stomach. Your fingers latch on to the edge of his shirt and you pull it off. He’s compliant through the motion before he’s still for you as you run your hands over him again. He lightly groans as you press your fingers into the divots of his abs. Your fingers move to thumb at his pelvic bone that slightly juts out.
After another moment you move around him, causing him to tense as his head follows you. He doesn’t move from his spot, but he watches you intently. Once he realizes it’s his tattoo, you’re focusing on he seems to swallow nervously. His body shivering under your touch as you trace the lines. Only once you’re satisfied committing the shape to memory do you kiss his shoulder, rubbing his arm before you move up to his ear. You nibble at the outer shell before whispering into his ear.
“Go ahead and sit down.”
After you move in front of him does, he shakily sit back down on the bed, his hands returning to fist the sheets. You're surprised at the lack of underwear. You didn’t see him remove it, so you had to assume he just didn’t wear any. His dick was a reddening at the tip, precum already smeared over. He looked painfully hard as it hung stiffly in the air. A shift in movement brought your eyes back to his face. He looked embarrassed and you realized your gaze was making him shy.
You purse your lips moving in front of him and catching his attention. You lean over to kiss him, setting your arms beside him, trapping him in your presence. He seems to relax at the familiar motion. He’s slow to respond but once he does, he meets your every kiss, pressing against you softly, not eager to focus on his erection. Not that you’d let him forget it.
As you open your mouth to him, your hands move. One lands on his shoulder for stability and the other moves down his chest. He seems to press into your touch, only tensing once you reach past a comfortable level. Your hands are featherlight on his dick, merely feeling the whole thing with a few fingers before moving back to the base to place your hand around it. Your fingertips barely meet around its girth and Xiao can’t seem to help but to push into the grasp.
You pull away from his lips, wanting to hear his sinful moans in your ears as you move to pepper kisses and hickeys father down his neck then previously allowed. Now able to kiss lightly against his collarbone. You move your hand up, smearing the tip with your thumb before stroking downwards. His previously suppressed moans are freely flowing as he whimpers at the sensation. He bucks forward helplessly in your grasp, as you suck more marks onto his collarbone.
His pants are heavy and hot against your skin, and he starts to moan your name out, little whispers of ‘please’ following and a hand of his grips at your waist. He smooths the fabric through his fingers, and he looks to you, causing you to meet his gaze.
“Why can’t I feel you…?”
Your heart flutters as your own arousal grows. But you weren’t focused on you today, you shake your head returning to press kisses against his lips then his neck.
“Next time you can.”
It seems he wants to protest so you add, “Right now, let me take care of you.”
You’re pleased by his reaction but you’re not fond of less than smooth stroking of his dick. You hadn’t thought to buy some lubrication, you regret that now. It would’ve made the experience far more pleasurable instead. But you do have another option.
You halt your movements and move off his body, a broken whimper leaving his mouth as he watches you retreat. Until he sees you drop to your knees once more. He holds his breath, watching in anticipation as you move your face towards his member. Before reaching it you kiss his inner thighs, leaving a trail of burning kisses on his skin. A hickey or two if he was particularly verbal in certain spots. He’s already a mess before you place a kiss on the tip of his dick.
“Ah-! (Y/-(Y/n) that’s-...!”
He throws his head up and you swear you hear the sheets start to rip as you lick a line up the underside of his length. You feel the veins on your tongue before you lick up the tip. You kiss the side a bit, one of your hands moves to fondle the balls underneath his member, softly squeezing them in your hands. Moving alternating between the two before you focus back on his dick.
You take the tip in your mouth, resting a hand on his thigh to ground yourself. You hear him hiss at the action and he tries rocking into your mouth as you start to lightly suck on it. Your hand moves from his thigh to his hip, the pressure from your hand signaling him to not move and he listens. You can feel him tremble in your hands as he stops himself from moving.
After another lick up his length do you try to take more in your mouth. You take a good portion in and his sounds are blissful at the action. You try taking the whole length, cringing as it hits the back of your throat.
“Ngh-(Y/n)!” His moan is loud, his body trembling as he resists movement.
You pause. You think you’re able to take it fairly well, adjusting to the feeling for the moment before pulling off. You hold his dick on your tongue as you look up at him and you love how much of a mess he is. He’s hunched over, his face is red and blushed as his features are twisted up in pleasure.
“Alright, I’ll let you move now.”
His eyes seem to light up at the permission and you grab one of his hands. It seems to take a second before he realizes what you want. You have to pry the hand off the sheets and you pull it to the back of your head. His touch is soft at first. He runs his hand through your hair before tangling his fingers through the strands to grab hold of your head. You move both your hands on his thighs, grounding.
“You can guide me like this, so if you don’t like something you can pull me off, okay?”
Xiao nods and you move to take him in your mouth again before he tenses, lightly pulling back on your hair to stop you. Your eyes move up to him confused.
“Xiao-?”
“What if you don’t like it?”
It takes a moment, and he continues, his eyes shying away as if worried the question was dumb. “I mean, you won’t be able to tell me if it’s too… uhm.”
You can’t help the way your heart melts a bit, and you smile at him. You tap his thigh, catching his attention as his gaze returns to you.
“If I don’t like something I’ll do that,” you repeat the tapping motion, “Okay?”
He nods, seeming satisfied with that answer and he follows your movement as you take his dick in your mouth again. You start with a slow bob, not going too far until it’s prompted by you. You feel a slight pressure against your head in time with Xiao jerking forward meeting your movement. With him helping on that end you try to focus on sucking him off. Hollowing your mouth and running your tongue over the veins you feel on his dick.
He moans brokenly as his grip on your head tightens ever slightly and his pace gets rougher. You cringe at the way his dick repeatedly hits the back of your throat but his desperate whines more than make up for it. You clench your eyes shut as you follow his motions and it’s not long until he reaches his end.
“Ah (Y/n) I think- I’m gonna come-”
His hand seems to stutter at the feeling, but you commit to the action, taking him fully and sucking against him, feeling the way his dick twitches in your mouth. He shouts your name as he climaxes, his hands tight in your hair. You feel his hot cum stream down your throat and you do your best to swallow it down without grimacing. It’s a lot more than you expected, almost coughing as you struggle to swallow it all. You gently pull his soft member from your mouth, softly licking it to try to clean it off without overstimulating him.
He’s shaking in your hands, his hand moving from your hair to help hold up his unsteady form on the bed. You move away from him and off the floor, wincing at the pain in your knees.
He doesn’t notice as you stand up and as you climb on the bed help encourage him to move in a more comfortable position, laying down on the bed, his eyes closed in ecstasy.
You move beside him, laying down and pulling your blanket over the two of you as you cuddle into his side. Draping an arm around his chest, tracing his tattoo once more.
Once he seems to calm down from his high, he shifts in the bed, turning to face you and pulling you closer against him.
“Did you…?”
You hum as you look up at him, “Did I what?”
Both of yours are caught a bit off guard by the scratchy tone in your voice and you almost chuckle at the reaction. Of course, it was, it was already starting to feel a bit sore at your hard work. But Xiao didn’t seem to find it funny as he cradled your face.
“Did I hurt you?”
His hand then moves to your hair, massaging the scalp as if remembering his tight grip. He looks apologetic as he softly caresses you.
“I’m fine. I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to.”
He seems to pout a bit, his gaze stuck on you as he furrowed his brows in thought. After a moment he asks a different question, “Did you come too?”
You softly shook your head, causing his expression to further furrow. You sigh, snuggling closer to him which seemed to relax him a little, but he still stared at you expectantly.
“I didn’t plan on it. Tonight was about you and what you want.”
“But I want to please you.”
“I’m pleased knowing you felt good. You felt good right?”
He pauses, not wanting to disagree. “...of course. But I want you to feel good too.”
It’s another sigh that leaves your lips when you realize Xiao won’t drop this, “If I really wanted to I would’ve just got myself off.”
“Then let me do that for you.” Xiao looks at you ready, a light hand coming to rest on your hip. You try not to flinch under the burning sensation of his hand. “How do you do it?”
You feel unsure at the idea but when he seems to deflate, his hand moving away from you hip you place yours over it, nodding to him. You shift a bit to shuffle yourself out of your night shorts, tossing them off the bed before turning back to Xiao. His hand had shifted up to your waist and stomach at the motion and as it drifted back down, he rubbed at the skin just above the band of your underwear. He waited patiently for your instructions.
Once you turned to him you felt oddly shy as you bit your lip, opening your legs a bit under the blanket and then guiding his hand on your hip down to your underwear. He followed your hand with blind faith, but his eyes never left your face. You paused his hand at a spot in your underwear, the clit area.
You fidgeted a bit, just placing his hand there and even that felt entirely different then just your own hand. Even over the underwear his touch felt searing hot. It felt so much more vulnerable, and your breath hitched before you gave him your quietest set of instructions that night.
“Usually, I’d rub here…”
Xiao hesitated before doing a slow back and forth motion. You had to stop yourself from holding your breath at the action. Your face tightening in surprise and a flicker of pleasure that ran through your stomach.
“Like this…?” Xiao’s voice was soft as he studied your face, mesmerized by your expressions and just making sure they were good ones.
You nodded before taking his hand and making a circular motion, “I’d do a circle or a back and forth- but ah- yes. Like that.”
You started to clench your jaw as he alternated between the circular motions and a back and forth one. Your little gasps and whine fueling his desire as he surged forward to capture your lips.
You merely moaned into his mouth as he continued his motion. Your hand that guided him moved to his forearm, clenching it as your leg started to shake wanting to clamp down. Even as it pressed against his arm he pushed back, not letting it budge his arm or his movement.
You pulled away from his mouth gasping as you tried to plead with him, “I’m so close-! Just a bit faster please- Don’t stop-”
He kissed your lips again as he adhered to your command speeding up his motions and when you came you arched harshly towards his body, your hand going to cover his, so he’d stop. He slowed down his motions before stopping, moving his hand away allowing you to let your legs fall close. His hand then moved to your hip, pulling you against him.
“...was that-?”
“Good. You did really good.” You breathed out against his chest as you let yourself enjoy the feeling. “Now just stay with me until I fall asleep, please.”
He pressed a kiss to your forehead, nodding slightly. “Of course.”
He held you close to him, and you were able to drift off soundly that night against the warmth of Xiao’s body.
The next day when you woke up you weren’t surprised by his absence but that didn’t stop you from feeling the empty space he once occupied. You rose with a yawn stretching as you moved to put on some clothes. Looking around the area your eyes landed on a cup of water placed over a white paper that folded neatly in half on the bedside table. You reached for it, pulling the paper out from under the cup and opening it carefully.
(Y/n)
That experience was different for me. A good difference but the next time we come together I want you to feel good as well. I enjoyed pleasing you as much as you did for me. So next time I hope you’ll allow me to take you. Let me know in our next encounter.
Your face started to burn at the words until you laughed a bit at the wording. That adeptus, how you adored him.
It was quite some time before you next saw him and when you returned that night you were tired, throwing your things on the nearby chair in your room as you sat on your bed in exasperation. That's why you didn’t notice Xiao until he softly spoke your name.
“(Y/n)? Are you alright?”
Once you did notice him, you pushed yourself up on your arms, tilting your head at him. “Xiao! Back for more already?”
He blushed, looking away from you as he came to join you on the bed, “I came to see you. Are you tired?”
You leaned against him, holding his arm as you laid your head on his shoulder. He felt stiff against you for a moment until he relaxed in your hold, slowly draping an arm around your waist.
You let out a sigh as you cuddled into his side, “I’m a little tired but I’ll always have energy for you.”
Xiao was quiet for a moment, contemplative before he removed his arm and gently pushed you off him. You were confused as he stood up, backing away from you.
“Perhaps you should just rest, I’ll come back another time-”
“No-!” You gripped his wrist tightly, and he looked back at you. He took over the blush that dusted over your cheeks as you shyly looked away. “I- I want to do this with you.”
Perhaps it was the slight desperation creeping in your voice or his own desire, but he returned to his spot. He sat beside you and reached a hand up to your face. He gently tugged you forward as he met your lips in a soft kiss.
You let out a pleased sigh as you eagerly met him, your hands wrapping around his neck to pull him closer. He hummed out his own noise of approval as he moved his hands around your waist. He was easily able to pull you into his lap and you deepened the kiss with the motion.
You pressed your tongue against his lips, and they easily parted for you. He was still clumsy with the action, but he had started to get more active in the kissing. Meeting your tongue’s movements with your own. He didn’t try to overpower you though, allowing you to take charge as you curiously explored his mouth. He responded to your every move, following your lead. Accepting every kiss, you pressed against him.
After a moment you pulled away from the kiss, leaving searing kisses on his jawline and neck as your hands moved to tug at the hem of his pants and shirt.
That’s when he caught your wrist, stopping your movement. You looked up to him to see his eyes focused on you, a sort of determined curiosity set on his features.
“Can I… feel you this time?”
It was a question, but you could see how much he desired you. It gave you butterflies, to see such a strong man bend and beg for your attention. And now he wanted to give you a similar treatment?
You may be the one in charge, but you could never deny Xiao any request. You moved your body forward, leaning to his ear and darting a tongue to lick the shell, “I’ll take off my shirt if you take off yours, fair?”
You moved away, hearing the way he sharply inhaled. Your eyes commanded him to answer and even though he looked like he wanted to argue he didn’t. Instead, he un-tucked his shirt, and you helped him slip it off. Your fingers grazed over his chest, pressing your hands against his body and taking in the way he keened to your every touch.
One of his hands went to your waist, tightly gripping the fabric as he looked at you expectantly. He tugged at it, and you laughed, guiding his hand under your shirt. His hand seemed to stall and that’s when you felt the smooth glide of his glove against your skin. The feeling was nice, but it didn’t seem to be enough for him as he retracted his hand, tugging the gloves off and setting them aside on the bed.
You were patient with him as his hands returned to you, the feeling of his soft gloves replaced with his warm calloused hands. He seemed to like this a lot more, at first rubbing the area before his hands started to travel, running up and down your sides.
Your hands moved to steady yourself on his shoulders, content with letting him feel your body. After a couple moments this wasn’t enough and his fingers curled around the edge of your shirt, his eyes going to yours for permission.
Once you nodded to him, he started to slowly pull your shirt off, his eyes steady on taking in every part of exposed skin as he revealed it to himself. You helped him take it off completely and he then set the shirt aside, his eyes landing on your bra as he seemed unsure on how that would go off. His hands traveled from you to your stomach, pressing a palm flat against it before moving up. His fingers attempted to thumb the band of your bra, frowning at its security. So, you guide his hands to the back of your bra, helping him unclasp it.
With that you let the garment fall away, setting it aside with your shirt as you avoid Xiao’s eyes. You tried not to shy away from his gaze as he watched your every movement. His hands slowly travel down your body, as if carefully committing every part to memory. They momentarily travel up and down your sides before trailing up and hesitantly around your breasts. It was almost surprising; you didn’t think he had any interest in your breasts. But there he was softly fondling them, almost mesmerized in the feeling as he squeezed them in his grasp. Your breath hitched and you felt your face burn as you watched him.
His gentle calloused hands closed his hands around your breasts, pushing the perk nipple upwards and he brushed his thumbs against it. You gasped at the simulation, your face flushing as he gave you his undivided attention. His eyes moved from exploring your body to taking in every expression you made until he kissed you again.
You moaned into the kiss, dragging a hand up and into his hair. You couldn’t help but tug against his strands roughly, surprised by the pleased grunt he let out in response. He pressed against your mouth more feverishly before pulling away to kiss at your neck.
“Mm you’re so soft and wonderful…” He pressed kisses against your skin, leaving behind a trail of scorching marks as he hovered over your neck, his tongue pressing against it experimentally.
“Can I…?”
“Please do.”
He tried his own hand at sucking spots to your skin. Your soft whines encourage him to add as many as he wants. After making one spot especially dark on your collarbone does he rub his thumb against it, licking it then dragging his teeth along the spot. You jolt slightly at the motion, and he retreats away in concern.
“Sorry I just didn’t…- You can… you can bite me.”
His face twists in doubt, and you push his face back to your neck, “Please, I want you to bite me. Mark me up.”
Your words seem to eliminate the doubt in his mind as he returns to his previous spot and drags his teeth over it again. His dull fangs poking your skin until he presses it further into the skin. It’s a strange feeling, the dull pain feeling exciting as you feel a thrill through your body.
He stops before he could break the skin, pulling away to study the mark he left, lapping at the indention he left in your skin. He murmurs into your skin as he kisses the spot, “Did that hurt?”
You’re breathless as you press against him, whispering out, “No.”
He seemed pleased with the answer as he continued to suck and bite on other spots and now you found yourself writhing under his touch. Especially as his kisses traveled down your collarbone to your chest, kissing the spot between your breasts before moving to one. He had been squeezing and running his thumbs across them while he kissed you but now, he seemed to want to try something different.
As he leaned his head towards them you gasped in surprise. You saw his mouth open as he stuck his tongue out, slowly licking one of them, his eyes flickering to your reaction. You gripped his shoulders, surprised at the feeling as a whine left your lips. Your body pushing into his touch.
Xiao took this as his sign to go further as he took the nipple in his mouth gently sucking on it. Your back arched at that, a moan pushing past your lips at the stimulating feeling running through you. He seemed to rub your other nipple faster and a bit rougher until he popped his mouth off one breast, licking off the excess spit then moving to your other breasts.
You could not feel more aroused, coming apart in his hands as he caressed every part of your body. You couldn’t help but rock against him, causing him to groan with a nipple in his mouth. You could feel his own erection press against you, even with fabric separating the two. You moaned at the realization, pleased he was enjoying this as much as you were.
He pulls off your chest nosing against your stomach before moving back up and meeting your eyes, you knew what he was asking and you don’t even remember saying yes before he’s pushing you on the bed, you feel the cold sheets hit your bare back as you shift against it.
You kick off your shoes, watching as he follows and sets both pairs nicely beside the bed. You help him take off your pants, and he stops you from simply tossing them on the ground, instead draping it over the bed frame before he takes you in. He rakes his eyes in nearly bare form, only a thin pair of underwear in his way.
He kisses you again, running his hands over your body as he props himself over you. His hands resting around your shoulders, his knees pressed against the bed around your waist. He moves off you to shift his body downwards. His lips hovering over your form as he trails them down your stomach.
He stops at your clothed arousal, pressing a kiss to the same spot he remembers rubbing the first night they’d try this. You let a gasp at the action, the slight pressure against your clit with his lips shocking you.
He rubs his hand over your clit in a circle motion, massaging it through the fabric for a few short strokes. Your breathing turns shaky, your own hands start to grip the sheets as you push into his hand.
He stops to trail the hand downwards, pressing against your underwear and pausing when he sees it dampen as it’s pressed against you. He looks at it curiously then meets your flustered gaze.
“You're wet.”
You try not to laugh, instead laughing as you nod to him. Your flushed face, doing its best to keep your eyes on him as he moves his hands against you, “That’s because you’re doing amazing. You’re treating me so well Xiao.”
His eyes widen, his own face flushing similar to yours as his fingers stop with one last harsh swipe against your clit. You shakily breath out as he stops, his focus returning back downwards as he mouths at the wet fabric.
You jerk against him, looking at him wide eyed only to find his eyes glued to you. He moves away slightly, hooking his fingers around your panties to slowly slide them down. Before you can say anything, he presses a kiss to your inner thigh and asks you a question.
“(Y/n) can I taste you?”
You swallow nervously before nodding. Wanting to follow the jolts of pleasure he’s pushing you through even if you feel a bit unsure about the idea. As you feel the cold air on your entrance do your legs start too instinctively close. You attempt to hide. Only thwarted by the strong hands of Xiao whose hand is gentle but firm as he keeps your legs pried open.
“Please don’t hide.” He kisses your thighs again, trail closer to your core. He stops just short, meeting your eyes as he licks a line up your slits, inciting a whine to fall past your lips. “You’re beautiful.”
You dart your eyes away, turning your head to hide into the cover as he looks over your cunt. He brings a finger to open your folds, his fingers trailing shallowly through them before he withdraws his hand to press his mouth against it.
He laps up your juices, humming at the taste which creates a pleasurably light vibration through you. He licks against your clit, taking it in his mouth to lightly suck it then returning back to your entrance. He licks down and tries pressing his tongue in deeper.
You direct him lower and soon enough he’s pressing his tongue in deeper, and you feel your walls clamp around the slimy intrusion. He pulls your legs over his shoulders as he hikes up higher on the bed, your body following his motions as he presses you against his mouth. You’re not even aware of the erratic moans that leave your mouth as you try to adjust to the sensation. He’s pushing his tongue in and around your heat, licking up your juices. His hands grip your thighs tightly as he forces you closer to his mouth.
You feel a knot build in your stomach as your hands clench around your bed sheets. You feel a slight concern flicker across your mind of coming soon and you realize you wanted to come with him. So, mustering up your strength do you softly call out to him.
“Xiao- wait…!”
It’s an immediate response as his tongue stops its repetitive motion and he slowly withdraws from you. He wipes away the wet feeling on his face as he stares at you. His eyes are twisted in concern, and you smile at him to try and waive away any fear as you cradle his face.
“I’m sorry, you did nothing wrong. That was amazing, you did so good for me.”
Xiao relaxes, his breath shaky at your words but ultimately relieved he did nothing wrong. He tilted his head into your hand, “Then…?”
“I want to come with you.” You say simply and he looks confused, frowning.
“You don’t have to-”
“I want you to take me Xiao. You promised, right?”
His eyes widen, a deep blush blooming across his features as he studies your features. It takes a moment before he nods, looking down and you take the initiative. You tug against his pants, and he helps you remove them. Once they’re off you see the familiar sight of his dick, the veins on it popping out slightly with a bead of precum that’s already leaking out. It hovers between your bodies. And you can’t help but feel nervous as you see how deep it might go. You can almost feel it with how close it is as he leaned over your bent legs.
He catches sight of your concerned look and grabs your hand to pull your attention to him, “What’s wrong?”
“Uh, I’ll have to stretch myself a bit before I try taking you in. Otherwise, it might hurt.”
Those last words widen his eyes, his grip tightening as he’s immediately concerned. He looks down between you, seeming to understand the fear and nodding as he meets your gaze seriously.
“What do I do?”
You hesitate, you don't often finger yourself. The thought was a bit nerve-wracking but, you wanted to take Xiao in and if he did the prep maybe you could focus on other things. So, after a moment you gave him simple instructions, “Use your fingers the way you were moving with your tongue. Start with one.”
He nods, accepting the commands easily as he takes one of his slim fingers, dragging around your wet heat before slipping the finger in. It took a bit of pressure and he moved incredibly slowly, his eyes glued to your expression for any sign of discomfort, stopping when you clenched your eyes too harshly or twisted your brows inwards.
It took a moment before he reached his knuckle and he pulled it out a bit before shallowly thrusting it in, “Is this, okay?”
You nod, adjusting to the feeling. Starting to feel strange jolts of pleasure mixed with discomfort as he curled his finger up, wiggling it around and pressing against your walls. He doesn’t add another finger until you ask him too and the stretch isn’t pleasant but it’s bearable and as he slowly moves the two digits in do you desperately wish for a more pleasant distraction.
“Ah-Xiao?”
His movements stop, waiting for your next words before doing anything further, “Yes?”
“Can you kiss me?”
His eyes soften and he leans forward, supporting his arm above your head as he kisses you. You meet his lips fervently, pressing your tongue in his mouth as arm snakes around his neck holding him close. He falls forward onto his forearm as he presses against you. His dick trapping itself between your bodies as he pushes you into the bed. You can feel it twitch against your skin, but he pays it no attention. Only slightly groaning at the sensation. His fingers still work diligently to stretch you. He scissors his fingers, curling and opening them as he starts pressing them in further and faster. He manages to hit a certain spot that has you arching against him, and he swallows your broken moans with his mouth as he tries to find that spot again, hitting and rubbing it as he drowns in your pleasure.
Your kisses are messy, alternating between quick consuming kisses to deeper sloppy kisses as he gets the hang of pushing his tongue against yours. Even going as far as to push his tongue into your mouth, devouring you in a way he hadn’t before. He only pulls away for a moment, his lips still against yours as he speaks into your mouth.
“Another?”
It takes a second to understand the question but when you do, you nod, “Yes but careful, I don’t want to come too soon.”
He captures your lips again as he pushes a third finger against your entrance. Careful as it resists and as he feels you tense around him. He pulls from the kiss to mouth at your neck, licking and sucking it again as he uses your sounds as a guide. Not wanting to rush even if you can feel the tip of his dick smear against your stomach. It throbs slightly, twitching with every especially loud moan or call of his name.
He gets the third in and resumes his previous routine of shallowly thrusting them in. He presses his head into your neck, and you're surprised at how he sounds as much of a mess as you. Panting heavily along with you. When you’re able to focus a bit more your ears catch the lewd quiet squelching noise that’s made with every thrust of his fingers. It adds to the sensation, being able to imagine what it looks like.
You feel a familiar peak climbing through your body as he brushes against that sweet spot, so you reach out your hand that clenched the sweets to grab his arm, “That’s enough.”
Xiao looks uncertain, looking down at his erection once more before meeting your eyes. Which is fair because he’s bigger than you expected, and it certainly wouldn’t go in easily but still you nodded. He’d been so patient preparing you and you yourself were out of it.
“Are you sure?”
“Xiao please, I need you.”
His fingers twitch in the bedsheets around you at your words. He’d bend to your every need and you both knew it. So, in the next couple seconds he took his fingers out, a wet pop noise sounded at the action that had you both flush. You both felt nervous yet eager with anticipation.
He grabbed his dick as you hooked your legs higher around his waist and he guided himself to your entrance. He rubs his tip through your folds, smearing as much of your juices over it as he can before pressing into your entrance.
It’s not terribly resistant, your entrance opens to him as he enters in at an easy pace that you can breathe through. Still, it’s not a comfortable feeling and your legs tighten around him along with your arms that wrap around his shoulders. Pulling his body close for comfort despite him causing the discomfort.
Xiao isn’t doing much better, softly grunting and harshly breathing into your neck as he takes in the new feeling. It was similar to your mouth, but it was much tighter and the way your heat felt around his cock was intoxicating.
“Oh, you’re heavenly. You feel so good...” His voice sounds broken as he murmurs sweet nothings into your neck once he’s all the way in, your hips flush together. He waits for you to adjust. His hands clench dangerously tight in the sheets beside you. He wants to move but he also appreciates the feeling of your walls squeezing around him. Sucking him in and keeping him there. He thinks he’d stay there for as long as you’d let him.
You feel incredibly full, finding it difficult to breathe with such an intense pressure overwhelming you. Xiao is kissing your neck, nuzzling it in an attempt to distract you and you appreciate him so much. You start to trace the tattoo on his arm, running your fingers along it until you finally feel comfortable enough to continue.
Xiao is incredibly patient with you, and when you ask him to move, he does it slowly, moving out only a couple inches before he shallowly thrusts in, earning a moan from the both of you. Your body feels like it’s on fire, trapped between the sheets and his warm form.
His dick carves its way into your body, the tip drilling its way deeper through you and the ridges and veins dragging across your walls in a sinful way. The feeling is intoxicating for both of you as his slow thrusts speed up, much to your delight. The growing pleasure peaking in your abdomen as you hold onto him tightly.
He tries to pull out farther, spurred on by your growing moans and so he grips the back of your thighs. He pulls it higher until it’s pressed against his chest and is folded between your bodies. It causes his next thrust to press in deeper and your moan catches in your throat as you rake your fingers down his back. His thrusts are consistent movements, a perfectly repetitive motion of plunging in and out of your heat.
Xiao’s voice is strained and as much of a mess as you, but he still has the mind to make sure you’re okay, “Mm, that’s good?”
Everything he did felt good. His touch set your body alight and you tried pressing him closer and you nodded and moaned, “God- yes-! It feels amazing Xiao, you feel amazing, don’t stop-”
He groaned at your response, his fingers tightening around your thigh that you’re sure will leave delightful little bruises as he fucked you into the sheets. You can barely hear the sounds of skin slapping skin along with the soft thudding of the bed over your own loud and uncontained whines. You’re so close to your peak, you think a little stimulation would throw you over the edge and you think Xiao is getting close too. So, you reach down to play with your clit and Xiao catches the movement, kissing you softly then pulling back.
“Mm, let me.”
Xiao snatches your hand in his, before you can agree. He intertwines your fingers as he pins it against the bed and he moves his hand clutching your thigh to move between your legs, thumbing at your clit.
That was all you needed, his constant and deep thrusts paired with the harsh movement of his fingers against you had you crumbling in his hands. You yelled out his name as you climaxed, feeling the wave of ecstasy wave over you as he slowed his hand movement. He let out his own groan as he felt you tightly squeeze around him, feeling the orgasm flow over you. His hand on your clit moved to a bruising grip on your hip as he pulled your hips to meet his thrusts.
He fucked you through your orgasm. His breath was heavy and hot in your neck as he kissed against your skin. His own orgasm followed shortly after and pushed himself as deeply as he could as he came, his mouth biting deeply into your shoulder you thought he might break the skin.
You orgasm died down enough for you to feel the way his hot cum shot into you. You weakly moaned at the feeling, especially remembering how much there was last time. He slowly withdraws from you, and you try not to cringe at the feeling of his cum leaking out. Xiao on the other hand looks at it intensely, moving a finger to swipe through the folds as he watches more pool out.
You groaned at the sensation, catching his attention. You smile at him softly, beckoning him forward. He leans over you again and he lets you pull him flush against him, his dick trapped between you, the slick and cum on it sticking to your sweaty stomach, making you both grimace a bit. Still, you pull his face towards your chests as you hug him, running your hands through his hair.
“You did so good, you were so good for me.” Xiao keens at your praise, his hands holding you close as he basks in your presence, “Did you enjoy that?”
He nods against your skin, his face pushed against your chests as his eyes peak over your skin to meet yours. He moves his head to speak clearly.
“Did you? You look really tired…” He looked so cute, watching you with a gentle care as you twist a strand of his hair over one of your fingers.
“I was already tired Xiao but, yeah that took a lot out of me…” You sighed, halting your movements in his hair as you leaned your head back, “And we still have to clean up.”
Xiao moves off of you at the words, hovering over you. He looks over your form and he seemed to understand the issue as he raises himself off the bed.
“Just a moment I’ll run you a bath.”
He’s gone the next sentence, and you feel yourself melt as you turn over on your side, watching his retreating form. You decide to close your eyes as you wait for him, the sound of running water acting as your background noise.
It might’ve been about 5 minutes later before Xiao returned, softly shaking you to make his presence known. Your eyes flutter open, smiling at his form as you move to sit up. Before you could stand Xiao is hooking his hands under the bend of your knees and lifting you up into his arms. You're surprised at the action then hum in a content tone as he carries you to the bath.
The steam hits your skin as you enter, and he almost lowers you into the hot water before you stop him. You tell him to set you down against the counter as you fish out a rag from the cabinet.
“I want to try and clean some of this off first.”
He zeroes in on the cum leaking down your thighs and understands the demand. He motions for the rag after you wet it and he settles on his knees as he wipes away at your thighs, being extra gentle when he swipes around your clit and entrance. It was an intimate act that even though it wasn’t sexual it, had your stomach doing flips as he diligently cleaned you off.
When he was done, he set the rag down and hovered his hands around you as you walked into the bath. The warm water was amazing on your skin and sore muscles that you hadn’t even noticed till then. You notice Xiao lingering outside the bath and turn to him.
“Won’t you bathe with me?”
His gaze flickers over the water and the average sized bath. You’d fit but you wouldn’t have any space between you. He’s silent for a moment before he turns back to you. “If you want me too.”
“I do.”
He joins you in the bath as you move to give him room. He settles himself behind you and you sigh contently as you press your back against his chest. His hands run up your arms before tangling in your hair. You let him pull your head back as he starts to wash it. You feel so safe and comfortable in his arms, the warmth of the bath doesn’t compete with the warmth that fills in your chest with how gently Xiao takes care of you. He massages your scalp, washing hair product through it and then applying body soap after.
His hands touch every part of your body but unlike previously there was no intent behind it. He lingered on certain spots curiously but overall; he rubbed the soap over your skin thoroughly. You almost fell asleep by the time he was done and only woke yourself up by dunking your head under the water.
He knew you were tired and so he was so insistent on bathing himself, but you wanted to help him too. You persuaded him to let you run your hands through his gorgeous strands and press soap into every bend and divot of his body. He wanted you to relax but couldn’t deny the soothing feeling of your hands over his.
He gets out to grab the two of you towels after some directing from you, and he brings them over. You dry off as quickly as you can, deciding you’ll worry about sleeping with wet hair tomorrow, your bed called to you and as you tugged Xiao with you. He followed, though after a glance at the state of the bed, he insisted on changing the bed sheets at the very least.
You wanted to complain but you didn’t want to share a bed with the dried cum. So, after he replaced the sheets, and you grabbed a new blanket were you finally able to sleep in the yaksha’s arms. He held you close and securely as you pressed into his chest.
You thought he was asleep when you suddenly felt his voice through his chests, “(Y/n)?”
You hummed, snuggling into him, “Yes Xiao?”
“Can we do this again?” You looked at him surprised, like the answer should be obvious but he cut you off as he continued. “Not just… that. But this too. Just… being close.”
You smiled at his words, melting in his arms as you shifted to push yourself up. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you lean to press your lips to his forehead, right on the purple diamond shaped mark.
“I’d love that.”
He lets out a relieved exhale as he pulls you close again, now pressing his head against your chest as you curl around him, “Now let’s sleep my little adeptus.”
This time when you wake up, Xiao is right beside you, staring at your sleeping form and playing with your hair as he waits. You smiled at the sight, leaning towards him to press your lips against him. As he presses into your kiss you think he adores you as much as you adore him.