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If you awake to a knife at your throat, if monsters dig their claws into you, if death comes knocking at your door, call out my name. Adeptus Xiao. I will be here when you call.

When Xiao told you this, your heart fluttered and a faint blush adorned your face. However, that was before you realized he had likely told this to many people in Liyue throughout the years. The blush on your face grew darker in embarrassment upon your realization and you thanked the Archons it was a moonless night.

Your eyes closed and you took a breath before you showed him gratitude only to see that he was gone when your eyes opened again.

Right, of course.

Xiao was still an adeptus and had duties to fulfill regardless of whether or not you responded to him. Still, it hurt for him to leave before you could thank him properly. Even though you had been talking with him the past year, sharing more about yourself than he would, but growing close nonetheless due to your persistence, it appeared he still kept more space between the two of you than you wanted.

A sigh escaped you as you walked to the edge of the balcony and scanned the area around Wangshu Inn. You hoped to see a flash of green somewhere that signaled his location, even checking the vast expanse of the sky, but no such light was seen.

The wooden floorboards creaked underneath you on your way back to your room as you tried to focus on your schedule tomorrow. The past two days had been spent at the inn to give yourself a break from the crowds of people, something you did every so often, and you were headed back to Liyue Harbor in the morning. You planned to tackle commissions as soon as you got back, so with your bags packed, sans a few qingxin you planned to leave for Xiao, you went to sleep.

———

About three weeks have passed since you last stayed at Wangshu Inn. Since your departure, you’ve received a letter from Goldet letting you know that Xiao, slightly red faced and grumbling, had asked her to send you a letter of thanks for the flowers. A mischievous grin appeared on your face upon reading it, happy to know you could produce that kind of reaction from him. Other than that, your life has been business as usual with nothing meaningful sticking out besides the commission you took on today.

The commissions you’d been taking on recently had gotten boring and repetitive, so you jumped at the opportunity to help Lan find her brother’s missing sword.

However, you didn’t expect your day to be quite so... intense .

A, thankfully, small group of treasure hoarders, two mitachurls, and a ruin hunter were what you were up against today. And still not a single sign of that godsdamned sword. It had taken quite a bit out of you and, despite your mind still running as much as it was, you felt physically exhausted. Even so, you were compensated generously, so your complaints went unvoiced.

Your body feeling sore from the day you had is what spurred you to treat yourself to something nice since you could now afford it.

And soon enough you find yourself in a small candle shop on one of the side streets in Liyue Harbor, peering around the selection before smelling a lavender scented candle.

Mmm .

It’s nice, but is that really the one you want? Maybe, but you put it back down and pick up a sweet rose scented one. It smells better than the lavender one and with this one you could imagine yourself relaxing in a hot bath with it burning nearby. The floral scent and soothing warmth would clear your head of what happened that day and the warm water would relax your muscles as you slide a hand down your body and give into the pleasure you crave.

Wait-

No, no, this definitely wasn’t the time or place for that.

Feeling heat rising in your face makes you all the more flustered and you take long, deep breaths to calm yourself. Once you’re sure your face isn’t terribly red, you make your way to the back of the shop to pay for the candle and make a quick exit.

The apartment you rent isn’t too far away and when you enter your room you lock the door behind you. There’s no need for anyone to bother you right now, all you want is time alone.

That thought changes after you’re sunk in the warm water of the bath. 

The sweet scent of rose fills the room and you let out a sigh of satisfaction at being able to wash away the stress of the day. One of your hands makes its way between your thighs, but you stop yourself before anything can happen.

Clean first, that later.

You scrub yourself of any dirt and sweat left on you after the day’s commission then drain the bath when you’re done. After patting yourself dry with a towel and doing the same to your hair, you grab the candle and set it on the nightstand next to the bed.

With a deep breath in, then out, you drop the towel and let it crumple on the floor, climbing on the bed next to you. You prop a pillow up against the headboard before laying down and this time when a hand makes its way down your body, you don’t stop it. After a few strokes to the sides of your clit, you sigh contentedly and decide to let yourself get lost in a fantasy. 

Unsurprisingly, it’s about Xiao. You feel a pang of guilt for thinking about him while you get off, but push that feeling away until after you come down from your high. He’s more to you than just someone you think about while touching yourself, but right now thinking about him has you turned on.

Your mouth hangs open just barely and your eyes close to better involve yourself in the fantasy, the scent of rose calming and helping you relax into your thoughts. In your mind, he’s the one touching you. He's the one making you feel good. He's the one pressing teasing kisses and barely there bites to your face and neck.

You move your knees up and your feet are flat on the bed for a more comfortable position.

Noises start making their way out of you. They’re quiet enough, but when you bring three fingers to draw quick circles on the area just above your clit the moan you let out is louder than you expected.

Gods. You wish someone else was here to touch you. You wish Xiao was here to touch you.

As you get lost in the fantasy, your other hand moves to caress the sensitive spots on your body. The light touches you give yourself make you want more and your hips lift up to try to fulfill that. Whimpers and moans leave you more frequently as you speed up, desperately waiting for release.

“Ah, Xiao! Please!”

A gust of wind is felt all over your body and from behind your eyes you can tell that a light flashes. Before you can open your eyes and see what happened, a deep, familiar voice speaks.

“Stand back, mortal. I will take care of this.”

Heart pounding, a quick gasp involuntarily comes out when you hear Xiao and you scramble with the bed sheets, trying to cover yourself before he can notice your significant lack of clothing. You manage to put one of the pillows over your chest and fully sit up after pulling up one of the sheets to cover your lower half.

Xiao’s mask dissipates as does his polearm after taking in the room he’s now in and realizing there’s no danger. He turns to face you, irritation present on his face. When he sees you trying to pull more of the blanket over your body along with your red face, his gaze changes to one of confusion.

While your relationship with Xiao is fairly close, you didn’t expect him to stay after seeing the lack of danger around you. And you certainly didn’t expect him to face you and attempt to keep eye contact with you. You weren’t even fully covered! Just the top blanket of the bed now pulled over your whole body, pillow discarded.

About a thousand thoughts of what to say go through your head, him staring at you all the while.

“Uh, I-I, umm,” you stutter out before Xiao speaks.

“There’s nothing here. Why did you call for me?”

Straight to the point then.

You turn away from him to look off to the side as the embarrassment of the situation continues to set in for you. He doesn’t seem to understand why you aren’t looking at him or trying to shrink further under the covers.

Xiao’s head cocks to the side and his arms cross as he speaks to you. “What are you doing? Have I become so intimidating to you that you can no longer look me in the eye?”

At this point, you don’t think your face could feel any hotter, but as you look up at him and make eye contact for a few quick seconds, it feels like it’s ablaze. You settle for staring at a point on the blanket in front of you instead. The one you’ve pulled over yourself is clutched in your hands and held tight against your chest.

“I’m, um, I’m not intimidated by you,” you say, barely loud enough for him to hear. That alone gives away the fact that, in this moment, you definitely are intimidated.

Your next sentence is too quiet for even yourself to hear.

“I just- I don’t have any clothes on…”

Naturally, Xiao asks you to repeat what you said. 

You’re able to bring your eyes up enough to keep them on his chest when you speak this time. “I don’t have, um, clothes on…”

“So? You’re not exposed to me, what's the problem?” he questions. He sighs in light annoyance before continuing. “Whatever. Why did you call for me?”

“I didn’t mean to.”

Continuing to not look at him gives off an air of disrespect and at this point he’s irritated enough to do something about it.

You don’t notice him walking over to the side of your bed, your eyes having since dropped back down to the space directly in front of you. When you feel a weight shift on the bed, you don’t have time to look up before Xiao brings two fingers under your chin and directs your face up towards his. A shiver makes its way down your spine and he speaks again, voice much softer.

“Did you have a nightmare?” It’s the only possible conclusion he can think of for your behavior.

Is he really this clueless or is he trying to tease me?

Either way, you make the choice to tell him the truth. You hope he’ll leave afterwards to let you deal with your shame alone. 

“T-today’s been a long day for me, so I wanted some time to myself and,” you start, eyes on the arm tilting your head up. You take a deep breath and pray to the Archons it steadies your voice. “And I was, uh, touching myself and then I thought of you, a-and I don’t think of you only in a sexual way I mean you’re my friend, but I kinda like you more than that... b-but also I didn’t mean to think about you it just happened and I thought about you touching me and... I’m sorry.”

You manage to shut your mouth before your rambling can go any further. As embarrassing as it was to say all that, you’re sure he’s going to leave now.

When you feel his hand leave your face you let out a short sigh of relief. However, as you look up you find he’s still there, his face not nearly as red as yours, yet noticeable all the same. One of his hands is covering his mouth and this time he’s the one avoiding eye contact.

Xiao himself is not sure where to take the conversation now. He should leave, shouldn’t stay here any longer, not with you sitting here looking so vulnerable and your face beautifully flushed because of his presence.

But he wants to see you.

And, after hearing your confession, he can’t help but want to touch you, too, if you’ll let him. It’s confusing to him, never having been so attached to anyone, much less a mortal. He’s never felt romantic attraction before, let alone sexual, not letting anyone get that close to him. Somehow, though, you had managed it.

Eyes turning back to you, he makes a decision.

He takes a seat further up the bed to get closer to you. One of his hands reaches out to cup the side of your face in his palm and you relax into it with a content sigh for just a second before moving away. You’re not sure what he’s doing and the confusion shows on your face.

Xiao frowns and holds your face in both his hands.

“Don’t. I want to see you,” he murmurs.

Your face is so close to his, almost close enough for you two to kiss and- oh .

Oh, you’re so stupid .

He likes you. Otherwise, he would’ve left when he had the chance.

Unable to bring a hand up to smack your forehead, you settle for shaking your head and giving him a shy smile. Xiao returns the gesture with a barely there smile of his own. Right now you want nothing more than to kiss him in the hopes that it’ll keep the smile on his face.

“Can I… kiss you?” You’re nervous to ask, but figure he won’t reject you.

Your guess was right.

With a quick nod from him, his lips are on yours. They’re soft and press against you with barely noticeable hesitation. His slow pace gives you the opportunity to wrap your head around the situation you’re in now: you’re kissing him because you like him and he feels the same. The scent of rose from the candle and qingxin from him mix together and you smile into the kiss.

As it continues, you learn that little bites on your lips turn out to be something you never realized you enjoyed. You groan as Xiao keeps it up, but soon he pulls away and brings himself overtop of you with his knees on either side of your body. He looks down at you and pushes your hair away from your face. As much as he knows he should be gentle, he wants to leave so many marks on you and fuck you until you’re yelling out his name again and again.

“You need to know that adepti are much stronger than humans. I do not want to hurt you,” he says. His voice is steady, but you can see in his eyes he’s nervous; he cares for you and it would kill him to hurt you.

“I want you, Xiao,” you start. “And I trust you to be good to me.” You smile and bring your arms around his neck, pulling him down enough that you could kiss him if you wanted. His forearms move to support him by the sides of your head and you think the blush of embarrassment on his face is a perfect look for him. “Go slow, I’ll tell you if anything is too much.”

“Are you sure?”

He’s pulled into a quick kiss by you and when you break it you move to speak into his ear.

“I’m sure. Please, Xiao.”

Your words are felt between his legs and he pushes you down against the bed gently. His lips come up against yours again, slower and more restrained than before. It calms you down, the slower pace, and you run your hands through his hair at the same speed, almost petting him. From his reaction, a sound of enjoyment and his kissing growing more fervent, you realize you found something he likes. He more than deserves to feel good, so you keep at it until the two of you part for air.

“Can I see you?” he asks, breathlessly.

The blanket you were using to cover yourself has fallen down almost enough to expose your chest entirely, but you nod all the same. You move it out of the way for him, still keeping your lower half covered. He sits up and you can see the blush on his face coming back. Grabbing one of his hands, you move to place it in the middle of your chest.

“You can touch me too,” you say quietly. “I want you to… Please?”

Every time you ask him to do something to you, he can feel his face heat up and his attention is brought back to the tight feeling in his pants. But he obliges and runs his hand over the soft flesh of your chest. Kneading the left side of it, he leans down to leave a series of kisses on your jaw. Eventually, he makes his way to the side of your neck where he licks and nips at your skin. The stimulation leaves you whining, wanting more from him.

Xiao brings his free hand to the right side of your chest and does the same to it as the other. His thumbs brush across your nipples and the moan you let out affects him enough that he unintentionally grinds down on you. Your hips move up to meet him and the friction has him growling as he bites down on your shoulder. It hurts at first, but the sound of pain you make turns to one of pleasure with him licking and leaving soft kisses on what will surely be a noticeable mark.

He goes to kiss the side of your face, murmuring an apology in your ear. He hadn’t meant to bite down that hard, let alone at all, but he still did and he feels… guilty.

You can feel his hesitation when he brings his hands down from your chest to rest at your waist. They switch between nervously holding your body and not touching you at all. Sighing, you sit up against the headboard of the bed, difficult at first with Xiao straddling you, but he sees what you’re doing and holds himself above your body to let you move. When you’re settled, he’s sitting midway down your thighs, but essentially still your lap given the position.

“Hey. Here, look at me,” you say to him. It works and when his eyes meet yours, you hold his face like he had done to yours earlier. The expression on his face softens with his eyes closing as he relaxes in your hands. You continue speaking, your thumbs stroking the top of his cheeks.

“You’re alright, Xiao, you’re doing good. Like I said, let's take it slow, okay?” He nods with his head still in your hands.

I should do this slowly to ease his mind, but… gods do I want him to fuck me already.

You pull your hands off his face and bring them to the hem of his shirt. Teasing fingers poke and run against the skin underneath it. The look you give him is one of a question, silently asking if you can remove his shirt, pulling it up no more than a few centimeters.

“Uh, let me…” he trails off with you giving him an expectant smile. You move your hands away to sit back and watch as he takes his shirt and gloves off.

Stars fill your eyes when you see him with his shirt fully removed. He’s so beautiful. You can’t help but leave an array of kisses on his neck and chest.

Bringing his face closer to yours, you rest your forehead on his and your hands are once again holding his face. It’s awkward, but you manage to make eye contact with him. When you speak to him you feel breathless.

“Oh, Xiao… You’re beautiful…”

He’s never been complimented in such a sincere and genuine way before. His face is burning and he wants nothing more than to kiss you until you both desperately need air.

Your hands drop from his face and you move back to get a better angle. The smile on your face is for him alone as you go back in to kiss him. He reciprocates. It’s more passionate than the ones he’s given you before and you get absolutely lost in it.

That is, before an idea pops into your head.

Your hands reach out to touch his chest. Xiao shivers at the contact, but shifts to bring his body closer to yours. You let your hands explore his upper body while slowly making your way down to his hips. Soon enough, the tips of your fingers are brushing across the area of his skin right above his pants. Your fingers dip down under the waistband just barely and he’s already bucking his hips hoping to get more stimulation from you.

What you do instead is remove your hands from his pants and settle them on his thighs. You rub up and down his thighs and he whines into the kiss. It spurs you on to keep touching him, so you drag one of your hands to ghost over the noticeable bulge in his pants. Your index finger traces around it and you break the kiss.

“Is this okay?” The question is innocent enough, but your intentions definitely aren’t.

You continue the movements on his body and he shifts closer to you with a nod in response to your question. His eyes flutter shut, mouth opening in satisfaction. The hand you have on his thigh changes from rubbing to repeatedly dragging your nails down it. Another whine comes out of his mouth and it’s such a sweet sound that you want to hear more of it.

You leave light kisses all over his face and move down to do the same to his neck. Once you get to the space between his neck and shoulder, you deliberately put more attention into licking and kissing it. A few very light nips in that spot make him whine and push himself against your hands. For that, you move the hand between his legs to his thigh and drag your nails down it the same as you did the other.

When you bite down on the spot you were kissing just moments ago, you also dig your nails into his thighs more as you pull them down slower than before. It lights something in Xiao and without a second thought he pushes you fully against the bed’s headboard, lips roughly connecting to yours. You can feel him desperately bucking up against your body to get to his release faster.

He’s holding you in place with his hands on your shoulders, but he’s close enough for you to maneuver your hand between his thighs and touch him again. You can feel him jutting into your hand as you palm against his clothed cock. Running your hand over him with more pressure is what finally pushes him over the edge.

He chokes up for a second before moaning into your kiss. You can hear him panting as you pull away. The hand you have on his body goes to cup the side of his face, stroking your thumb across his cheek. His hands leave your shoulders to brush down the sides of your arms. There’s a soft expression on his face and you get a warm feeling in your chest for being able to make him look the way he does.

“Good?” you ask.

“Yes, very good.” He nods his head as he replies.

While he’s satisfied, for now, at least, as you can see he’s still hard after a quick glance down, you are decidedly not. You had stopped him from touching you for the time being to make him feel good and now it’s catching up with you. Your thighs rub together and your hips wiggle around where you sit. It doesn’t take long for Xiao to notice.

Suddenly, you’re shy again. Telling him what you want seems impossible, so you’re thankful when he takes the initiative. His hands slide down to your thighs and tugs at the blanket still covering you.

“Can I get rid of this?” He’s more confident asking this time. A sly smile is on his face with his fingers trailing on your skin.

(Ah, he’s picked up what you were doing. You think it’s cute that he’s following your lead, in a way.)

Goosebumps form on your body and you nod at him. Xiao moves off of you and removes the cover from your body. You’re fully exposed to him now and he meets your eyes before pulling you onto his lap. He holds you close against his body, your chest pressed up against his. It’s a soft moment and you love it, wrapping your arms around him with a content sigh, but you’re still hopelessly turned on. It takes all your self control not to grind down on him.

You nuzzle into his neck and press a kiss to the bite you left on him. The urge to leave more marks on him hasn’t subsided since you first bit him, so you drag your nails down his back. It’s gentle the first time, but the next you dig in with just enough pressure to get a reaction out of him. His breath hitches and you smile against his neck. In the next moment, you bring your mouth to the side of where you already marked him and bite down. He groans and tightens his arms around you to hold you as close as possible while you gently lick and kiss the new mark left on him.

You figure that it’ll be easier to tell him what you want if you’re not looking at him. That and if you’re touching him, still in a somewhat dominant position. Your hips grind down on him and you grab his hands to place them on your thighs.

“I don’t care if you don’t know what to do I’ll tell you what I want, just,” you start, voice turning into a desperate whine as you keep talking. “ Please touch me already.”

He pulls you away from him enough to make space between your bodies and puts his hand on the side of your face. His thumb brushes across your bottom lip. The other hand is still on the side of your thigh, but it’s slowly making its way between your legs.

Reluctantly, you stop him again by holding his wrists. He opens his mouth to say something, but you shush him before he can speak.

You get off his lap to adjust the pillow you put against the headboard. After awkwardly moving back to it, you spread your legs and reach out for him. He gets closer and sits in between your legs on his knees. One of his hands holds both of yours with the other caressing the side of your body.

“Ready now?”

“Yeah. Yes. Go ahead.” You nod your head at the same time, a little embarrassed.

Xiao’s hands move from where they are to back on your thighs. His thumbs circle your skin as he pushes your legs apart further. A quick look up at you, you nodding at him again, and he brings his hands closer to your center. You try to keep your body still for now, but with his fingers so close to you, you can’t help but push your hips up at him in an attempt to get him to hurry up.

He brings his head down to the inside of one of your thighs and starts leaving soft, fleeting kisses there. As he makes his way to where his hands rest, he starts gently nipping at your skin. Your breath catches and you fist your hands in the covers below you.

Again you move your lower body up at him, but this time he pushes you back down and holds you against the bed.

“Stay.”

It’s the only thing he says, but you still mumble out an apology and look away from him, embarrassed.

Xiao returns his hands to your thighs, this time closer to your knees so he can better push your legs apart. His face moves to the inside of your other thigh, nuzzling against it before pressing kisses on the soft skin. Same as the other, he trails nips and kisses closer to your center, but soon after he bites down and sucks on your skin. You gasp at the sensation before you can hold a hand over your mouth. Xiao stops, about to lift his head up to gauge your reaction, but you reach out first and push him back down.

“No, keep going… Feels good,” you say quietly. Xiao can hear you, of course, it’s loud enough for his ears only after all.

You feel him leave kisses on the bite and shiver. He makes a trail of soon-to-be hickeys leading to your cunt, but stops before he can put his mouth on you. You’re whining from the lack of contact, eyes closed, and don’t realize Xiao is moving to get a better angle at your center.

His fingers touch you reverently, gently feeling around you to see how you react to him touching different places. When his fingers reach your clit, you moan softly. After hearing you, he gives it more attention by circling it and stroking the sides. It has your breath stuttering, making you let out short pants with needy whines in between.

Xiao, after seeing the effect his actions have on you, replaces his fingers with his mouth and licks up your center to your clit. Once he reaches it, he takes it in his mouth and runs his tongue over it a few times before giving it a light suck.

The resulting sound you make is divine and at that moment he resolves to make you sound like that as much as you’ll allow him.

Your whole body is wiggling towards him, trying to get him to keep going or, preferably, give you more stimulation. He answers your silent request, sucking on your clit again and then releasing it from his mouth.

Again, you whine at the lack of contact, reaching out to push his head back down. Instead of letting you do that, though, he takes your hand and presses a kiss on your knuckles then turns it over to leave one on your palm. The resulting flush on your face has him savoring your expression. His fingers entwine with yours, thumb running reassuring strokes on your hand and brings himself down to your cunt again. He licks over your clit once more, with you shuddering at the sensation.

While the fingers of his free hand go to pick up where his mouth was, his head moves lower and his tongue drags up from your hole to just below your clit. Xiao’s pace feels agonizingly slow, so when he finally speeds up you whimper in delight. You squeeze his hand tight as he continues and bring your legs closer together, trying to keep his mouth on you as much as possible. Thankfully, he doesn’t stop, only using the hand that’s not holding yours to push your legs apart again. His nails dig into your thigh creating crescent shaped marks and you let out a choked moan. You’re reluctant, but you stop and let him hold your legs open. He places his palm flat against your thigh and runs his thumb soothingly over the indents on your skin.

It feels nice, the soft stroking and his mouth on you. You feel him press kisses on either side of your thighs and you sigh, satisfied. He brings his mouth back to you and- oh.

Oh, wow.

You’re not sure when or how he learned that, but you silently thank whoever taught him as you now feel your climax fast approaching.

Your hand rests on his head, intent on petting his hair, but that lasts all of three seconds, after which you’re pushing down hard on his head against your better judgment. You expect him to try and stop you only for him to go down on you with more fervor. The feeling between your legs gets more intense as he continues. You want to tell him he can use his fingers inside you, but can’t bring yourself to say so, not when the only thing being allowed out of your mouth is the intermingled sounds of you moaning and whining.

Xiao doesn’t have to continue for much longer before you’re a shaking, moaning mess beneath him, having finally reached your peak. He licks you gently as your orgasm washes over you, cleaning up what would be a mess on the bedsheets at the same time. It’s overstimulating for you, but with him being so loving it eventually gives you a warm feeling as you come down from your high.

Your hand comes off his head, lying next to your body as you relax. You let yourself fall against the pillow behind you to catch your breath. Xiao no longer has his mouth on you— well, he still does, but it’s gone back to leaving light kisses on the inside of your thighs.

Releasing your hand from his, you sit up and touch the side of his face then move your hand under his chin to guide his head up so you can look him in the eyes.

“C'mere, I wanna kiss you,” you say to him, a sweet expression on your face.

He looks at you with a small, but genuine, smile, nodding. Pulling himself up again, he takes your hand from his face and kisses your knuckles. You blush, the small gesture warming your heart. Xiao moves himself to sit on your lap, pushing you back and effectively caging you with his hands flat against the headboard on either side of your face.

Your hands go to his waist and you slowly bring them down his body to the tops of his thighs. They move around his body and rest at the small of his back before you run them down his ass with slight pressure. You laugh just a bit as his face visibly reddens and his eyes go wide. The positive reaction he has from you giving his ass a firm squeeze, him rocking into your touch for more, is something you put away in your mind for later.

You manage to pull him into a kiss instead of letting him hide his embarrassment by looking anywhere that isn’t your face. He sighs, content, and cups your face in his hands to give himself more control. 

While it started off as a sweet kiss, Xiao starts biting your lower lip, tongue swiping over afterwards to deepen it. You make a sound of delight and open your mouth to let him in. His tongue enters your mouth and, while it’s not unpleasant, it is awkward for you. That doesn’t stop you from doing your best to match his movements, though. After he leaves the inside of your mouth, you feel him smile into the kiss. It makes you giddy and you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

He holds your face so gently as he kisses you and when he breaks it to look at you, he can almost see the hearts in your eyes.

With your arms still around his neck you try to bring him closer, but as you do so he rubs up against you with noticeably faltering restraint. While you can’t do the same to him, you do bring a hand down to feel him through his pants again. It’s slow, but you’re giving him more pressure than before. He starts pushing his hips against your body faster and you dip a few fingers underneath his waistband which gets a positive response from him. His hands move to his pants and he pulls them down enough to let his cock out with a sigh of relief. He already has a hand on it, languidly stroking it with his eyes closing at the satisfaction it brings him.

And you… you can’t help but stare at it as you feel yourself get wet from the fleeting thought of him fucking you into the bed. Well, it’s much more than a fleeting thought, but in the end it joins in with everything else that’s turning you on.

His cock is still wet from when he came earlier and now from the drops of precum leaking out of him. You nudge his own hand off his cock and yours carefully wraps around it; you start pumping it at a snail’s pace, hand tightening around his cock as you work your way into a steady rhythm. He sucks in air through his teeth when you swipe your thumb around the tip and tries to compose himself, not wanting to get himself off by just fucking into your hand.

The look of ecstasy is clear on his face. You smile mischievously and speed up for just a second every so often. From his expression you can see he’s enjoying it. Then, Xiao grabs you by your shoulders and roughly shoves you back with a growl, his hips bucking up in your hand.

“More.”

And as much as him giving you a command and the general roughness turns you on, you’re still spooked by his sudden actions. It causes you to stutter in your movement and then stop entirely. You’re not scared of him exactly, but the sudden display of power still frightened you.

Guilt crosses face when he looks down, your eyes meeting his. You manage to speak and hold onto his hand before he can up and leave.

“Don’t worry, I’m okay. I just didn’t expect that.” You bring your hand to his face to try and calm him down some. “You need to tell me if you wanna be rough like that okay?”

“Yes, okay. I’m sorry,” he speaks quietly.

“Good boy. Let me take the lead for now,” you say and grin as Xiao’s face flushes when you praise him. He nods and removes his hands from your shoulders to rest on his thighs, uttering another apology as he does so.

The hand that’s been on his cock starts up again with a faster pace than before. His hands curl into fists and you tighten your hand around him again. He gasps and moans and continues to do so until the pleasure he experiences gets to be too much and cries out as he cums. It gets on both of you and, instead of telling him there’s a towel he can grab to clean up, you run your fingers to pick up a trail of it on your stomach and suck on them. You make eye contact with him as you do the same a second time, surprisingly confident now.

Xiao’s eyes go wide and you chuckle, telling him there’s a towel on the floor to clean the rest of it. Once he hands it over, you clean his cum off your body and gently do the same to him. You feel proud about taking the lead the way you are.

You place your hands on his face and bring him close for a sweet kiss. Then, you separate from him and rest your chin on his shoulder, running a hand through his soft hair. When you speak, it’s a low, begging sound in his ear.

“Xiao, can you fuck me now?”

He’s quick to respond, head nodding profusely.

“Can I?”

“Please.”

Your hands go to his pants to tug them lower. He gets the idea and moves off you to pull them the rest of the way until they’re completely off his body. Xiao glances over at you simply lounging on the bed, at the way you look at him with such love and care in your eyes, and his heart feels warm for the first time in so long.

“You should be on top. I do not want to do anything that may be too much for you.”

The first statement makes you blush, but you nod at him in agreement. After you make room for Xiao where you previously were, he lays down and looks over at you expectantly. You move closer to him and press a kiss to his lips. He chases after yours, whining and reaching out for you when you don’t stay close enough to allow him to continue.

Instead of voicing what you want to him, you take his hand and bring it to your lips, kissing his hand the way he did to yours, before slipping two of his fingers in your mouth. You suck on them, making sure to get a generous amount of spit on them while running your tongue over, under, and between his fingers. Once you’re done, you guide his hand down between your legs, shifting further up so he can easily touch you.

“Get me ready for you?” you ask, the innocent look on your face no longer fooling him. He still thinks it’s cute, though.

Xiao’s hand moves closer to your center and strokes your clit just once, hearing you let out a gasp as he does. Another stroke and he slowly works one of fingers into you; it goes in easily given the saliva on his fingers and how wet you are. You groan at feeling, already wanting so much more. He curls the finger inside you and your eyes go wide with a gasp, moaning when he increases the speed. A second finger is pressed into you, both now moving apart inside you to further open you up, and you grip his shoulder with your nails digging into his skin. He hisses at the pain, head moving down to capture the sounds you make with a kiss.

A steady pace is set and between the fullness his fingers give you and how often he hits that sweet spot inside you, you feel like you’re about to cum again. Your panting and whining get louder each time you break for air— which is more often with how out of breath you feel. There’s a tight feeling growing between your legs and you start moving your hips frantically to get more pleasure from Xiao’s fingers.

“Hah- Xiao, more. Please, I need more,” you begin to beg him, no longer shy or embarrassed while you’re almost out of it on the edge of your orgasm. He hums at your words, but continues with the same speed.

“Let me hear you. I want to know how good I make you feel.”

Xiao’s words have you gasping and the fact that he’s genuine about it is all the more arousing. You resist the urge to keep yourself quiet anymore, incredibly thankful that the rooms next to yours are vacant, and cry out. When you moan his name, his fingers start thrusting into you much faster than before. Your breath hitches at his actions with your nails digging further into his shoulder. He grunts, thumb moving to rub at your clit as your eyes squeeze shut due to the overwhelming pleasure. Your panting gets heavier and your moans are let out more frequently.

Suddenly, his fingers hit that sweet spot inside you in just the right way a few too many times and you cry out once again as you cum on Xiao’s hand. He keeps the pace steady, but much more gentle and slower, as he finger fucks you through your orgasm.

You come down from your orgasm feeling breathless at first, then incredibly affectionate, bringing your hands up to run soothingly through Xiao’s hair before pulling him close and kissing him as if your life depends on it.

He pulls his fingers from you, doing his best not to disturb your shared kiss, and quickly wipes them off on the towel still on the bed. One of his hands goes to cup your face, the other reaching around your waist and pulling you closer to his body. The feeling of his cock against you makes you pause and break the kiss. You open your mouth in an “O” shape, instinctively looking down to see it. For a moment, you’re fine, and then your face feels like it’s burning up when you look at how big he is compared to your body. It’s not unreasonable, but it’s still something you didn’t exactly expect. So, even though you had your hands on him and he opened you up with his fingers first, the size is big enough that you wonder if you’ll be able to fit all of it inside you.

Part of you really hopes you’ll be able to take all of it.

You take a deep breath and use your body weight to roll Xiao onto his back from where he’s laying on his side, sitting up afterwards. He complies easily and keeps his hands steady on your waist as you sit up on his thighs just under where his cock lays against his stomach.

The next step is fairly straightforward, but you feel nervous to actually have him in you despite fantasizing about it before. You bite down on your lip anxiously and look away from him. His expression turns to one of concern and he pushes himself up on his elbows after letting go of you. The lack of his touch has you looking back at him as he speaks.

“If you don’t want to do this it’s okay.”

Your hands wave out and shake in front of you with your head doing the same.

“No, no. It’s not that. Definitely not. I’m just, uh, a bit nervous,” you say. Then, you remember the small bottle stored in your nightstand. “Ah, just a second.”

You lean over Xiao to open the first drawer of the nightstand and manage to grab it, the bottle just barely within reach. Once you open it, you pour a generous amount directly on his cock before resealing it and tossing it within reach on the bed. The initial cold sensation had him shiver for a second and he does it again as you use your hand to coat the substance all over. It doesn’t take long and you wipe your hand on the towel not long after, turning back to him with a more confident look. His face relaxes when he sees yours, a smile forming on his face.

“Okay, ready.”

As you push onto your knees and shuffle forward to position yourself directly over Xiao’s cock, he lays back down and holds himself up underneath you with a pillow behind him to prop his body up. His other hand rests on your hip with barely any pressure as a guide as you let yourself tentatively drop down until his tip is resting just below your cunt, slick with saliva and the remnants of your previous orgasms.

You hold your hand over Xiao’s at your hip. After a deep breath, you finally lower yourself enough for him to enter you. The stretch of him inside you isn’t particularly painful, but you do stop every so often to get used to the feeling. Both of you groan once he is fully inside you, his sounding more like a whimper, and your eyes squeeze shut while you take back control of your breathing as what’s happening is being processed in your mind.

Your hands lay pressed on his chest, them holding you up while you lean forward over Xiao, still catching your breath. His hand nudges against the bottom of your chin and lightly pulls your head up so he can look at you directly.

“Are you okay?” Although his voice is tense, his expression seems more hopeful and relaxed. In response, you nod at him and sit up, fingertips resting on his stomach in front of you.

“I’m gonna move a little,” you tell him, feeling your face burn up once more. Xiao nods back at you and brings his hands to yours, lacing your fingers together.

(Oh, how these little moments of affection make your heart swell.)

A glance down at where the two of you are connected and you start grinding down on him. You can hear him suck in a breath through his teeth, fingers tightening around yours. After easing up to how he feels inside you, your hips start moving in slow circles, again adjusting to the feeling. It’s only when you start slowly moving up and down does Xiao instinctively push his hips up into yours, making you whimper and let out a short moan.

Ah! So good…

“Mmm . Wait let me…,” you say. You squeeze his hands and rise up higher than last time and let yourself drop back down. He nearly chokes on the moan that comes out of him and you bite down hard on your lip before letting out a moan yourself.

Though the sensation of him inside you feels overwhelming, you decide to be insufferable if only to see more of his reactions. So you repeat the motion, lifting yourself about halfway up his cock and then descending again. It’s slow and Xiao thrusts himself into you as you go down, hoping to get more friction. Your fingers unlace from his and you press your hands on his hips to hold him down. He whines while still lazily jutting his cock into you. This time he doesn’t get to move much with you holding him down and you put more pressure into pushing him into the bed.

“Can you be good for me, Xiao?” you ask, the feeling of having this much control likely going to your head. “Hm? Can you lay there for me while I ride you?”

“Y-Yes. I can do that. For you.”

His response sounds nervous and, for a second, you wonder if it was too much, but then you see the look in his eyes. They’re filled with want and the rest of his face gives off a pleading expression. There’s a grin on your face before you can stop yourself. Your hands go back to holding his and you nod at him as you make eye contact. A blush appears on his cheeks, but he nods back at you all the same.

You bend over and catch his lips in a quick kiss, sighing against his mouth and giving him another before you sit upright once more. The feeling of his lips on yours is so perfect to you. You want nothing more than to keep kissing him, but you have a very firm adeptus cock to please, so you make a mental note to get back to that later.

With another deep breath, you’re pushing yourself up Xiao’s cock ever so slowly, going down the same speed until he’s completely in you once more. His breath catches in his throat and you can feel him beneath you trying to follow through with what you asked. To your surprise, he’s doing well, so you continue with the same rhythm, up and down at an agonizingly slow pace. You feel it might be too much for him as you go on, gods knowing it’s a lot for you even though you’re taking your time, but he manages to keep his hips still underneath you.

In your own opinion, you think he is well deserving of some praise.

“You’re doing so good, Xiao. You’re being so good for me.”

Xiao whines at your words. His eyes close and his hands squeeze yours every so often as a way to relieve the tension building up inside him. It’s a wonderful sight, one you try to enjoy through the veil of pleasure you’re experiencing. Your moans come out almost as often as Xiao’s, if not more, thoroughly enjoying yourself.

Originally, you had the tentative plan of teasing him relentlessly, going until he was overstimulated and practically begging for you to let him fuck you, then letting him do just that. Now, however, the restraint you had to do that is waning and you’re more focused on getting both of you off as fast as you can.

You feel your orgasm approaching and can tell Xiao is close too, given his heavy pants and the way he can no longer keep his hips still underneath you. Instead of stopping his actions, you match your movements to his, you dropping down on him when he thrusts up. It has both of you breathless and moaning. You pull your hands from his and grab onto his shoulders for leverage as you use your remaining stamina to ride him with fervor. He chokes on a moan and you take the moment to press your lips firmly against his, melting into it once he kisses you back.

Xiao’s hands grip your hips and you sit up. He pulls you onto his cock again and again until, finally, he holds you down against him and cums with a loud moan of your name. You yourself are nearly there, so you grind on him to get your release as well. The sensation of overstimulation is overwhelming for Xiao and his hands hold you tighter, bruises sure to show in the morning, with his nails digging into your skin. It does nothing but spur you on, the feeling only getting you closer to your peak. You bring one hand to your clit, whining as you feel pressure building up and then releasing while you cry out and cum on Xiao’s still hard cock.

After catching your breath, you pull yourself off Xiao and nearly collapse down on top of him. He wraps his arms around your middle to hold you against him as he nuzzles your hair and presses a kiss to your forehead. The hold gets tighter when you start not only kissing his chest, but also biting down and sucking too. (And is it really so bad to want to leave marks on someone you now consider yours?) His back arches just so from the pain, and pleasure, of your actions that you feel him brush against your thigh.

“Do you need to go again?” you ask, not quite believing that him cumming three times wasn’t enough. You lay back down on his chest, comfortable and safe while you listen to his heartbeat and await his response.

Xiao is silent for a moment, blush reappearing on his cheeks, then speaks.

“The body of an adeptus works differently than that of a human and-” he only gets so far before you shut him up with a kiss.

“You don’t need to give me a whole explanation, you can just say yes,” you tell him while stifling a laugh. You sigh and nose into his neck near his ear to nip at his skin. “I wanna do that again, too.”

Once he nods, you press a kiss to his neck and roll over onto your back. You grab his arm and pull him towards you until he situates himself overtop of you. As you pull him down for a kiss, you spread your legs apart for him. He hesitates and you break the kiss to look up at him.

“I trust you, Xiao,” you reassure him. “You’re not going to hurt me, I promise. But… I kinda want you to. Bite me and scratch me and hold me tight, okay? I want you to be rough with me, so let’s start with this.”

“You really want me to do all that?” He’s apprehensive on the outside despite desperately wanting to mark you up and make you his. His worry is that he’ll hurt you in a way you don’t want and fracture the relationship you have with each other. There’s also this new relationship he has the chance to build with you that he doesn’t want to throw away.

“I do. It feels good to me. Like I said, I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”

You cup his face in your hands and pull him down for a prolonged kiss. Xiao reaches forward to run one hand through your hair and one to gently rest his fingertips on your jaw. When you come up for air, he kisses your forehead and nods at you again. He grabs your wrists and pulls your hands off his face so he can nose at your neck. His mouth is wet against you. You whine at the feeling, wiggling underneath and moving your head so more of your neck is available to him.

Gentle licks on your skin turn into long strokes of his tongue. Xiao presses soft kisses to your neck before biting down and sucking to leave visible marks. More are left on you while you pant and moan from the stimulation of it all. Your hands clench with your nails digging into your palms as he continues. Another mark is made on the other side of your neck and still more are left on your chest. When he’s finally done, he sits up and looks at his work. He licks his lips, quite pleased with himself now that he’s been able to mark you like this.

“Y-Yeah. Just like that,” you breathe out. You definitely should have asked him to do that sooner.

Xiao brings his lower half closer to you and grabs your waist at the same time to pull you towards himself. The sudden movement startles you, but you smile at his confidence and in the end you have your legs lazily lying open in front of him. He moves his hands down to your hips and holds tight while watching your reaction. You bite your lip and your body bucks up at his. A smirk is on his face for a second and you groan in embarrassment, covering your face with your hands. He lets out a short laugh and pries your hands away from your face before holding them next to your head and lacing your fingers together.

“Ready?”

“Mhmm.”

One of his hands lets go of yours to guide his cock to your entrance, it just barely touching you there before he slowly pushes himself in all the way. You moan and squeeze his hands when his now free one holds yours again. Your legs loosely wrap around his waist to pull him closer to you as he starts sliding out. He’s almost entirely out when he slams back into you, nearly knocking your breath out. Xiao steals more of your breath by kissing you while continuing to slowly pull out of you then thrusting himself back in. It isn’t… completely overwhelming, an unconvincing lie you tell yourself, but it sure is making it hard to concentrate on anything that’s not Xiao kissing you.

He sets a steady pace and then bites at your bottom lip to ask for entry into your mouth. You comply and he pushes his tongue into you immediately. Despite the awkward intrusion, it’s easier for you to maneuver your tongue around this time. His moves in an exploratory fashion as if trying to memorize every part of your mouth. After he slides his tongue over yours for a final time, he pulls away with a string of saliva connecting your mouths. Once it falls apart, he rests his forehead against yours.

Xiao’s eyes squeeze shut and his panting gets heavier. You can feel his warm breath on your lips as he continues to fuck into you, your own breath coming out in short pants. He removes his hands from your own and grabs your legs around his waist to reposition them. Once you release your legs from around him, he sits up and slows down his movements to bring up each of your legs so the underside of your knees rest on his shoulders with your thighs nearly pressed against your chest. When his fast pace starts up again, you whine and reach your hands forward to grab any part of him you’re able to hold on to. Your nails dig into his biceps and Xiao hisses at the pain, unintentionally speeding up his pace. And, unintentional or not, it starts to make you speak whatever simple thoughts are on your mind, unable to fully put them into coherent statements.

“Xiao! Xiao, so good! It feels so good, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”

“Ah! More, Xiao, more , please more.”

“Nghh… Hah… Xiaooo!”

He certainly didn’t expect you to be begging for more of him during this, nor did he expect you to be praising him as much as you have. And… the begging and the praise, it’s enough for him to lose himself in the pleasure of it all.

So he does.

He lets himself experience and revel in something human for the first time in so long.

While he reaches his hands out to touch your chest again, there’s a part of his mind screaming at him to not go too far, to not do something to hurt you, to just stop what he’s doing and leave you be. He knows he can’t though. He knows now that those thoughts aren’t what’s real. More importantly, Xiao knows he’s fallen for you, even before all this, and doesn’t want to leave your side. So, he pushes that thinking as far away from his mind as possible and reminds himself about how positively you’ve responded to him. You begged for more of him, of this, and he’s not about to let you down.

Xiao forgoes touching your chest, instead deciding to hold your face between his hands as if you might break underneath him. He knows you won’t, but holding you so lovingly is something he wants to do more, so he’ll start now. And he wants to stay with you, afterwards, fate permitting, and continue to hold you like this. He wants to do what he can to show you the kindness and affection he believes you deserve. For now, his pace slows, but he still manages to hit that spot inside you that leaves you breathless with every deep snap of his hips.

You bring your hands to your face to rest on top of his and smile at him as best you can. The feeling of him fucking you is taking your mind other places, but you manage to give him what you hope is a sincere smile. Words aren’t working for you right now and you doubt they are for Xiao, so you simply mouth “I love you” to him before closing your eyes and lying back to enjoy the pleasure Xiao is giving you.

Xiao leaves a kiss on your lips and straightens his back, dropping his hold on you. He guides your legs off his shoulders and you move them to wrap around his waist again. This position is less straining on you, so you’re thankful for the change.

You feel Xiao’s arms wrap around your body as he leans forward enough to press his chest against your own. He holds you tight as if he’s afraid someone will try to take you away from him. A content sigh comes out while Xiao nuzzles into your neck again, leaving kisses everywhere he can reach.

Your back is arched off the bed, body held up further by Xiao and you feel so close to cumming for the fourth time in a relatively short span of time. The pleasure is almost killing you, but you still want more. It has you clawing at Xiao’s back, bound to leave noticeable scratch marks with how hard you’re digging in.

A few thrusts of his hips later has you orgasming, this time before Xiao. And, while you may be done, he isn’t. You see stars as Xiao keeps going, but it’s not much longer until he’s finished and cumming inside you again. 

He really wasn’t joking when he told you adepti bodies work differently than human ones because when he leaves your body and you lay back against the pillows, exhausted and nearly out of breath, you can see that he can still go another round.

“Are you… Are you not done yet?” you ask tentatively.

Xiao’s face turns visibly red and he looks down, then away, staring at a point somewhere on the wall. You know you shouldn’t laugh, but you do anyway, startling him.

“Oh, Xiao, don’t be embarrassed.” You look at him and think for a moment. “Come over here, let me help you.”

It hasn’t been long since you accidentally called him into your room, but being open and honest with him seems to have allowed him to do the same, if only a little. He has the confidence in himself to know that if you’re offering something, you want to do it, that you’re not forcing yourself to. So, he moves back towards you and sits up against the headboard next to you.

“Thank you.”

Xiao’s face is still flushed, but he manages to look at you as he speaks.

You smile at him and put his face between your hands to pull him for a kiss. One of his hands rests on top of yours as he kisses you back, squeezing it when you pull back from his face.

“I love you.”

This time you get the chance to actually say it. It comes out freely, no hesitation before saying it or regret after. Xiao makes direct eye contact with you and you can pinpoint the exact moment his face changes into something so soft it almost has you crying. You hope the expression on your face properly conveys how much love you have for him.

Xiao’s mouth opens and closes, clearly at a loss for words. He wants to respond in kind, wants you to know he feels the same, but it’s a lot for him right now.

“I…” he trails off and looks away from you.

“You don’t need to say it back if you don’t want to. Having you here with me is enough.” Your response to him is quick, wanting him to know he doesn’t have to push himself to do what you do in order to show love.

He nods, then flicks his eyes down and back. He clears his throat.

“I feel the same, but it is easier for me to show you in other ways.” You give him a soft smile, but Xiao avoids your gaze, leaving you confused. “I realize this is not the best time to bring this up again, but if you still wish to could you…”

You’re confused for a second before sending him a knowing look. Of course you still want to help him.

“Don’t worry, I still want to do this for you. Now stay right there.”

You wink at him and move so you’re laying stomach down between his legs. After spreading his legs further, you pull yourself closer to his cock. You hold his arms down on the bed by his wrists and look at him.

“I want to do this for you, but you wore me out with everything. A good thing,” you say as the expression on his face changes to concern. “So, I can do this, but I need you to control yourself okay? I need to go at a pace that I can handle.”

“Yes, I can do that,” Xiao says seriously.

You grin and nod at him, letting go of his wrists. 

While you’re not completely sure how you want to go about this, you figure it’ll be easier to use your hands more than your mouth. 

You take his cock in your hand and start at a slow pace, tongue poking out to occasionally lick the tip. His eyes flutter shut with a relaxed sigh, but when you take him in your mouth and swirl your tongue around the head, he groans with his fingers twitching on the bed. He whines as you switch your mouth for your hand, squeezing his cock between the circle of your thumb and index finger.

Your elbow digs into the mattress between Xiao’s legs and you rest your head on your hand as you continue to lazily get him off. You watch as pre cum beads out from his cock and remove your hand from him to take your index finger and spread it around.

Once you tilt your head up to look at him, you can see that the look on Xiao’s face is one of pleasure. For that, and his self control, you decide to get him off in earnest.

Your hand fully wraps around his cock, slick with saliva and cum, and pumps much faster than before. Xiao moans and his fingers grip the sheets beneath him, needing to hold onto something to keep his control. His hips push up into your hand occasionally, but you don’t care as much, only wanting him to feel good while you do this.

“Mmm. You’re doing well, Xiao.”

Head leaving your hand, you make yourself comfortable between his legs. Then, you move your hand down to focus on the lower half of his cock while your mouth takes the tip of it in your mouth. Xiao’s pants and moans get louder as your hand moves faster and your tongue swirls around his cock.

You pull off of him to take a breath, but before you can put your mouth back on him, he cums with a loud groan and sigh. Xiao’s cum ended up on your face with you being so close and when he sees the mess he’s made he apologizes profusely, frantically searching around for the towel you had.

It makes you laugh to see him so worried about this.

“Xiao, don’t worry, it's okay. I’m okay,” you say to him.

Two of your fingers swipe up some of the cum left on your cheek and you put them in your mouth and suck on them as you look up at him from your place between his legs. It makes him very red faced and he looks away until he finds the towel and hands it to you. You thank him and wipe your face off with it. When you’re done, Xiao offers you his hand.

“Come be beside me.”

With everything that’s happened, somehow these words make you shy, but you nod and oblige him nonetheless.

After you crawl up next to him, and toss the towel off the bed to be dealt with later, you lay facing him with your head on the pillow. He switches positions to do the same, turning on his side and pulling the covers over both of your bodies. His hand rests on your cheek with his thumb gently brushing against your skin as he speaks.

“This was… enjoyable. Uh. I liked it very much. I like you very much.” He clears his throat. “If your feelings are not misplaced, I would like to spend more time with you. Not just this. I want to know more about you, what you do when you’re not at Wangshu Inn. And I want you to know me.”

Xiao takes a deep breath afterwards and looks at you to gauge your reaction.

“Yes. Yes, I would like that, too. I’d love to know you. But don’t push yourself too hard. If you don’t want to share much right away, you don’t have to. I’ll wait. Um, I love you, alright? I really want you to remember that.”

Your response lifts a weight of his chest he didn’t realize was there.

“I… feel the same. For now, let’s sleep.”

You nod with a sincere smile and Xiao pulls his hand from your face to lace his fingers with yours.

Both of you close your eyes, Xiao pulling you closer to him, and, for once, there’s nothing that Xiao needs to attend to. He’s free to just lay here with you and hold you close.

He presses a kiss to your forehead when he thinks you’re asleep, and you are, almost, and you can hear him murmur “I love you” to you before you’re completely out.