#nerd!xavier

cw. (afab!reader) 🔞 mdni. nerd!xavier + virgin!xavier (implied). he’s shy but he’s not a sub. hickeys, masturbation, cunnilingus, fingering, possessiveness obvi it’s xav. use of “pretty girl”.

nerd!xavier who’s just such a cutie pie. introverted and faintly aloof, countless honors awards under his belt (and hopefully you next). tousled hair, his thin glasses above his nose accentuating his gorgeous face, deep, blue eyes as alluring as his intelligence. eager to learn, always on time to lectures, bright-eyed, and bushy tailed.

nerd!xavier who has always thought you were breathtaking. watching you saunter into class the first day is majority of the reason he’s still taking the uninteresting gen ed class you two have together. he often finds himself staring at your side profile, looking away quick with his ears turning red the few times you’ve returned his gaze with a smile and wave.

nerd!xavier who just has to know you. he’s typing out everything but a literal transcription of your professor’s lecture the one day he notices you’re absent, earnestly handing you neat copies next time he sees you.

nerd!xavier who wants you so bad. his once extremely school oriented brain now frenzied over his almost elementary crush on you. he’s stuttering through your conversations, daydreaming sickeningly romantic thoughts of you, scheduling his days down to the minute just for the sweet possibility of spotting you on campus. he’s whipped.

nerd!xavier who sometimes has more… unsavory thoughts about you. still stemming from his pure adoration, he’s overwhelmed by his want, no, need for you and ends up here.

when he can no longer focus on his studying, his mind falling back to the way you rubbed his arm earlier, or giggled at his joke last week, or said his name— he’s tugging at his cock before he even realizes. pants and huffs of your name spill from his pretty pink lips as he fucks his fist to the image of you. he’s hunched over his desk, notebooks crinkling under his free hand’s grip. he’s not a pervert, really! he doesn’t even touch himself often, you’re making him go completely haywire.

nerd!xavier with such a sensitive cock. you’re palming him through his jeans, certain you found his tip when you feel a wetness start to seep through onto your thumb. you’re kissing, him moaning into your mouth before he pulls away and burrows his face in your neck, breathing you in slow to try and calm himself.

“i’ve never…f-felt this way.. mmph! before...” he confesses into your shoulder, his big hand wrapping around yours that was teasing him to halt it. xavier brings his head up, glasses crooked, pupils blown, cheeks flushed. just absolutely wrecked for you. he hisses as you squeeze him through his jeans once more with a sweet smile.

“you want me to touch you, xavier?” it’s dizzying how those words hit him, his name from your lips akin to something religious. he could cum in his pants.

“i do. please.”

nerd!xavier who is very committed to learning how to fuck you right. when he’s face to face with your pussy, looking up at you with so much anticipation, his pretty blues half lidded and misty. he kisses the inside of your palm when you cup his chubby cheek, his hand shaking only a little when he holds your intertwined ones at your side, diving down to attach his lips to your aching clit.

his shy kitten licks quickly drive you insane, and then you’re saying his name again, moaning it, xavier, fuck! xavier, more please! he counts on his lucky stars as he realizes the surge of possessiveness he feels. other people? are supposed to experience this with you? that’s when he channels all the enthusiasm of his first time into his tongue, noting every movement, every single thing that gets a reaction from you. vowing he’ll make you cum so hard you’ll forget other people even exist.

nerd!xavier who’s leaving splotch after splotch of purple, red on your inner thighs. you’re squirming, yelping with each suck, and while he doesn’t necessarily want to hurt you he just can’t help himself. sitting back and admiring his canvas of hickeys, pride overwhelms him, satisfied with his mark on you. at least now, whoever’s next will know. (it’s all for him, he will sooner flunk out then let anyone else be between these legs for the rest of the semester).

nerd!xavier who’s so good with his fingers. he’s slow to push inside you, watching your face for all the minuscule tells you have. you’re so tight he lets out a groan, the thought of pushing his dick inside you next making his big brain fuzzy. xavier curls and stretches and pumps, curious of the other sounds and reactions he can pull from you.

“you’re such a pretty girl…” xavier mutters, shallow breaths fanning your face as he leans into you. “i’m so lucky.”

you beam at the praise, finding his lips again in a kiss with a ferocity you never would’ve initially expected from the quiet boy. the squelches of your needy cunt intensify as you close in on your peak, gasping into his mouth as it washes over you suddenly. he thinks that’s a good thing, right? all he knows is your expression is priceless, and he’s so hard it actually hurts. just as you’re about to dreamily sigh out how good that was, xavier’s blurting out the only way he can think to see you again so soon.

“…do you need help studying for that exam next week?”

nerd!xavier becoming giddy and excited on d-day that sylus has to lead him by scruff of his neck because xavier's 10000% not paying attention to where he's going as he yaps away about how cool it is that the developers of the game are visiting, and voice actors will be sharing their thoughts and AND AND

nerd!xavier having the time of his life wandering around the con alone. after years (three minutes) of convincing sylus to leave him be and meeting him at the food court, he goes areound taking pictures with various cosplayers, going back and forth in the artist alley and buying all kinds of art in support, and lingering along the game's official booth until their panel starts.

nerd!xavier crashing out in the middle of the hall when he spots one sided academic rival!non mc in a cosplay of—not just someone in his favorite game but his favorite character. non mc has a scarily accurate and quality cosplay and props that there's a LINE beside her of fans waiting to be photographed with her.

cosplayer!non mc spotting him from the corner of her eye and instead of sneering at him like she usually does, she flips it and SMILES bedazzlingly at him before turning to pose for the camera and fellow fan. (he swears his heart is not beating fast and it's not jealousy he feels why would he feel jealous of his fellow fan taking a picture with her he's totally fine he's never felt jealous his entire life ever!! oh GOD IS HE JEALOUS??????)

nerd!xavier blushing right to the tips of his ears, and fleeing the scene bc wtf wTF WTFFFFFF SHE'S SO PRETTY?? HOW IS THAT HUMANLY POSSIBLE WHEN SHE'S A MENACE SHE'S A DEMON SHE YANKS HIM BY HIS HOODIE FOR GOD'S SAKE AND DOESN'T LET HIM SLEEP how can she smile at him like that?? did she always have such a lovely smile?? and he's hiding his face behind his hands through this whole revelation he almost misses his game's panel time.

non-mc becoming classmates with nerd!xavier in their second year, and becoming increasingly pissed because how the fuck is this nerd who does nothing but sleeps through the classes or talks all about swords and different kinds of sword play in existence, pass the quarterly exam with flying colors??? non-mc studied the shit out of those notes and color coded them neatly in highlighters and sticky notes... and you're telling me xAVIER PASSED WITH A 4 POINT DIFFERENCE HIGHER??? yOU'VE NEVER PICKED A PEN TO WRITE NOTES IN YOUR LIFE HOW ARE YOU SCORING HIGHER THAN ME /!!??!?!

Playing RE 6 multiplayer with geek!Xavier only for him to quit the game after you simped Sherry a little too much

˖ 𑣲 another nerd!xavier thought dump …

cw. fluff + suggestive content. dryhumping.

nerd!xavier who spends his afternoons hidden away in your campus's library, boredly skimming through his sections of interest for something he hasn't read yet. he ends up sound asleep atop a generous stack of astronomy textbooks, not even having gotten past the table of contents of the very first one (he's read it front to back already).

nerd!xavier who has many cutesy little keychains and trinkets from his hobbies hanging off of his belongings. tiny figurines of some of his favorite characters on his bookbag, pins of emblems from his favorite vintage games, and your fave, a tiny star tassel on one of his zippers. ◡̈

nerd!xavier who finds you every time there's any kind of peer work in class, always first to murmur the question of whether or not you've got a partner. he wants to work with you on everything. small discussions, paper reviewing, group projects; he needs to hear all your perspectives, your unique ideas.