#citlali

🍃Varka🍃

Varka covered you with his coat and lifted you up till your legs wrapped around his waist. He had you outside the bar, up against the wall, with his breath misting in the cold air and his arms possessively holding you against him.

Maybe it wasn't a good idea to be out in the open, but you liked the thrill, the icy temperature that made his warmth feel even better. "Varka." You breathed out against his ear, pleased at the groan he shuddered into your neck.

"Someones just as eager as me." He chuckled deeply, his voice rolling over your skin. It should be illegal to sound that good and have such good looks.

"Please." You whispered into his lips, heat building in your middle that wanted him so desperately, you could taste it. "Kiss me."

He sighed happily and moved his mouth to yours, savouring your sweetness while you drowned in the whiskey taste of him. You didn't want to catch your breath when he pulled away, so you pulled him back.

"If you're going to kiss like that hun, I'm going to have to get us home~"

🪦Flins🪦

Flins swiftly pulled you into his lap, letting his hands rest on your thighs while he kissed your neck from behind... apparently deaf to your protests.

"Flins, people are watching. What if someone sees? We could get kicked out!" You moved the drink away from his hand, wondering what on earth he'd ordered that could actually get him tipsy...and simultaneously trying not to feel so turned on by what he was doing. "Flins-"

He put his finger to your lips, quieting you as he kissed your cheek, "From what I can tell, you seem pleased with my actions...though I suppose I could be mistaken.." He moved his hands slowly upwards, tearing your breath straight from your lungs as well as any denial you'd had.

"F-flins"

"Ah. Seems I wasn't mistaken then. Good, because as long as I have you in my arms, I'll be unable to do anything but show my affection for you. Wether anyone sees or not, you're my everything. I shall spoil you to the best of my abilities~"

📖Citlali📖

Citlali stared into your eyes, her head tilted to the side and her brows pointed down. She looked annoyed, or angry with you, not that you knew why. As far as you could tell, the Christmas party had been going well...until she pulled you up to the roof and sat in front of you, just glaring into your soul.

"Citlali...is everything okay..."

"No it isn't. Of course it isn't! And it's all your fault." She poked your cheek accusingly, leaving you even more confused.

"What-"

"Ugh, don't you understand?...I needed to get you away from everyone else." She scootched closer to you, her face now mere inches from yours, you could smell the booze on her breath and feel the chill from her vision.

"Why-"

"Because...because I wanted you to myself." She laid her forehead on yours, hiccuping as she crawled into your lap. "Normally, swhen I drink...I see visions, but all I saw tonight was you. Your stupid, cute, perfect face." She sighed, kissing you once, "I just wanted to be with you."

🔥Durin🔥

You gasped as Durin looped his arms under yours and pressed his face into your shoulder, inhaling your scent while his tail wrapped around your leg. He looked like a adorable koala, clinging to you from behind with a sweet blush coating his cheeks. "I smissed you" He rubbed his nose in your clothes, making it difficult to understand his muffled words.

"I...missed you too? Durin, please tell me you didn't drink Kaeyas egg nog..." He pulled away just enough to meet your eyes and you had to stop yourself from gasping again at just how beautiful his eyes looked up close.

"He said he made it, and it wasn'th nice to not try it."

You sighed and cupped his face in your hands, earning you a happy little humming noise from him that made your heart skip. "I think you might be a tad tipsy."

"Can I keep you? Forever?" He rested his forehead against yours, stealing your breath away. How do you even respond to that??

"Of course."

🍃Xiao🍃

Xiao absent mindedly tapped his finger on the top of your hand, seemingly spacing out. Secretly you wondered what he was thinking about. If he was stressed about the amount of people in the bar, or the amount of demons he had to slay on a daily basis. Should you try to snap him out of it? Should you leave him to his thoughts?

"I worry that you won't always want a yaksha like me. With my hands bloodstained and my life tainted by my karmic debt. I could be dangerous..."

Your heart jumped at his voice as he turned to look at you, his eyes a bit hazy with the wine he'd been drinking and his cheeks a touch pink. "Xiao..." You tried, but he stopped you, once again tapping the top of your hand with his finger.

He leaned in close, making it feel like time had slowed down while he whispered against your lips, "I wouldn't let anyone else have you though..."