This is me

No matter if he’s the one being plunged into or doing the plunging — Xiao is fucking gorgeous.

You’ll be fucking him with your strap/cock, his needy whole refuses to let you go, his hands grasp your shoulders while you pound into him, begging you to just keep going; he wants to you to fuck him into the next week. His eyes will roll back, tongue lolling out as he simply lets his body bounce from the force of your thrusts. He lets out the softest moans as he feels you hit a particularly good spot, his dick, red and neglected, leaking out as he cums for the third time that night.

His eyes are clenched shut as he focuses solely on the feeling inside his ass, his hands hold yours - his legs over your shoulders as he tries to match your thrusts. He’s more likely to try and press his face into the crook of your neck in this position, he feels so vulnerable - he can feel everything, all the bumps against his walls and the tip that’s rubbing against his prostate -, he may act shy, almost modest, but you can tell how much he’s enjoying it from the way his hips just won’t stop.

Xiao will constantly be letting out the softest moans, clawing at your skin as he tries desperately to ground himself but it’s so hard when you feel so good inside of him! He’ll be begging for more in such a soft voice you’ll be left wondering if he’s the same man who could kill so ruthlessly with his bare hands.

“G-ghk! Ah, ah-ah,” he’s breathless, sweat running down his temples as he tries to steady himself, “m-more! Hmm, h-hhgnh! Ah, ah-haaa-ah!”

You’ll know immediately when he’s approaching orgasm, he’ll wrap his legs around your waist and basically force you deeper into him - you’ll be fucking his organs as he moans about wanting to feel you in his stomach.

His face is burning up, he’s drooling, and all he can think of is about how addicted he’s become to your body.

“Please, f-fuck me harde-er!” He’ll be sobbing into your shoulders, he can’t even think about his pride - too overwhelmed by pleasure his body can’t react normally, who cares he’s a yaksha? You’re fucking his ass too good, hitting his spongy walls over and over - his hole gaping at the pressure.

“Hhah! Yes, th-that’s it! Pl-please! Ha, ah… ugh! Yes!”