#xavier lads

Summary! Xavier has been teasing you a lot lately, so you decide the best way to get him back is by giving him his own medicine. What better way to do that by making him wear a butt plug with a bunny tail on the end during a photoshoot?

TWs/Kinks - Based on Fluffy Trap, dom! Reader, sub! Xavier, teasing, buttplug, "mistress" and "milady" being used, ass eating, stroking him ofc, carrot shaped dildo, edging, praise, use of sex toys, begging, cameras mentioned. NOT proofread, Im shy.

☆ The Big Gift ☆

This was too much for you.

Xavier had been teasing you for the past few weeks, but last night was the worst.

He had recorded you in your most vulnerable state — begging and whimpering while pleading for him to cum inside you — all with that stupid smile on his face. Even then, you had gotten what you wanted, tenfold, but it was what he said that bothered you.

"Mhm, keep begging, starlight. M'gonna hang this over you till the end of time."

And he laughed after he said it! It wasn't even funny.

Now he had video proof of you crying out his name between stuttered pleas. If you two were going to be keeping evidence of your sex life, why not settle the score? You knew you had to get him back, but how was the question.

"Wanna go to Glint today?" You asked, your tone holding no mischief despite the cogs turning in your head.

Xavier was by your side, sitting on the couch next to you with his arm wrapped around your shoulder. He looked at you and tilted his head, "So sudden?" He turned around, looking outside through one of the windows to check the weather. He'd say yes anyway, there was no reason to be so hesitant. He looked back at you, a small smile forming on his face, "I'd love to. Did you have something in mind?"

You just nodded, not answering him any further. A glint of that same mischief passing through your eyes for a moment. You held him closer, "We'll leave soon."

The moment you guys reached Glint he felt something shift. The way you had sent him off to get dressed, how you were quietly moving around the empty present boxes on set. He felt like you were messing with him, but he couldn't pinpoint how. It wasn't until he saw the inside of the bag you gave him. The outfit looked normal — white dress shirt, blue tie and a black vest and pants to seal the deal, although it was weird the pants had a hole in the backside — until he saw a silver buttplug with a tail on the end.

The bunny eared headband you had him wear felt humiliating enough, but now you wanted him to put something in his ass?

He lifted it out of the bag by it's fluffy end, staring at the shape, too shocked to say something. The first thought that ran through his head wasn't 'This is embarrassing', rather he was wondering where the lubricant was if you got any.

He reached into the bag once more, feeling out a small white bottle labeled "cherry flavored lube! E for edible". He would've laughed if he didn't feel like you were serious.

By the time he came out of the dressing room, you were already ready — a stockwhip in hand. You were too excited about this than he was used to, naughtiness and desire in your darkened gaze. You were looking at him like he was the prey, and he felt ready to throw himself at you.

"Sit."

The word badely left your mouth before he was moving. He sat down on the floor between empty boxes, trying to find a comfortable position where the plug wasn't working against his walls.

You smiled when you saw him struggle, gently tapping the leather end of the whip against your palm. "I see you managed to get that in," you whispered, leaning over him, "you look so cute, bunny."

His ears almost turned red instantly, cheeks flushing and his cock hardening underneath the dress pants.

The sight made you giggle, and you looked at the cameraman — who you had informed of your plans, giving him a thumbs up to take a picture. Xavier was looking straight at the lens, while you stood behind him, rubbing the flexible end against his shoulder. The picture was going to turn out great.

Xavier looked up at you after the flash went off, his gaze immediately landing between your legs. He felt his mouth begin to water, seeing the damp spot of your panties underneath your skirt. He wanted to pull you to his mouth and satiate his hunger right there. Yet he knew better, so he waited.

Your heels pressed agsinst the ground as you crouched next to him, eye level with the blonde. You looked down at his cock, and used your free hand to grab it through the fabric of his pants. Precum was already soaking into the black fabric, he had decided not to wear any underwear to give the plug easier access, so he felt so much more sensitive. The flash of the camera went off, but it's not like he cared anymore. You had never seen him jump into a submissive role so quick.

"Please." The word left his mouth desperately, "Whatever you're gonna do, do it now."

You paused for a moment, stunned he gave in so quickly. He leaned into you, body melting into your touch. "Please, m'lady.."

You chose to give into him then and there. You kissed his neck, putting down the stockwhip so you could unbutton the suit. You pulled off everything, leaving him in the black dress pants, bunny headband, and that plug that was stretching him out even more now.

You could see him shaking, and you smiled at the sight, your lips curving against his skin. The hand that was palming him trailed down his chest, traced his abs, and went under the waistband of his pants. You could feel how hard he was just from a plug and some words, and it had never excited you more.

"Good boy..keep begging me.." Your hand wrapped around his length, stroking up and down with a gentle precision that'd keep him on edge.

The camera flashes were going by quicker, but neither of you had noticed. Xavier moaned when you stroked him through the tightening fabric, his eyes closing as he tried to savor the feeling of your hand. "Mistress.." He gasped, hips bucking into your palm, "please..let me take them off.." He was lucky, you were about to make his wish come true.

You pulled your hand away from his cock, caressing his chest and his collarbone instead. You left hickies on his neck, your tongue tracing each one to taste his bruised skin. He lifted his hips up a little, taking off the dress pants and sitting before you — and the camera — completely exposed. You stood up and stepped back, trying to ignore the wet patch growing in your panties. "Xavi, can you lay on your stomach for me?"

He was so quick to follow your orders, turning around and laying flat on the carpet underneath. The little tail was twitching now, and it was one of the cutest things you'd ever seen. You spread his legs with your foot, getting on your knees behind him. Your hands traveled up his back, to his sides and then to his nipples. You pulled on the pink skin, and he arched into you, body craving everything you could give him. You smiled, imagining his face as you played with him a little more. Every gasp and quiet whimper that left him only encouraged you more. It wasn't until you felt him shudder and decided he had enough of that, your hands coming to his lower back. Your fingers didn't stop there though, they went further, grabbing the soft flesh of his ass and spreading the two globes apart.

"W-What're you doing, mistress? W-why.."

The question died in his throat when you began to pull out the fluffy plug with your teeth. You threw it somewhere away from you both, watching the silver roll away.

Xavier lied there, hips wiggling in anticipation. He didn't care what you'd do to him, he just wanted it and he wanted it bad. "Please, mm— please.." He had no idea what he was begging for until he felt your warm spit on his gaping hole. He was shocked for a moment, laying there with his cock twitching.

On the other hand, you were enjoying yourself. The way the pink skin puckered, trying to close up had your cunt throbbing. You leaned in, your cheeks pressing against his ass. You took a slow, tentative lick, listening for any sounds of distress from him.

But he moaned, fingers trying to grab at the carpet while you ate him out. Your tongue worked against his hole until you had the idea to put it inside him. He was already so loose, it'd fit. You slowly worked the muscle inside him, trying to be mindful of any sensitive spots. Your hands were still keeping him spread wide open for you, making sure you went as deep as you could. You paused, closing your eyes to feel the way he squeezed and flexed around your tongue. "Mmmh—hnn.." You thrusted your tongue in and out of him, and although the sensation was foreign to the blonde, he welcomed it.

He pushed back against your face, trying to get you to go deeper as wanton mewls slipped past his lips. "M—More, starlight—nghh—mistress please." He was so needy, cock begging for attention too. He humped the ground and your face, trying to cum from the sensation of the wet muscle.

Your nails dug into his ass, bracing yourself his orgasm until another idea formed in your head. He didn't have to cum yet. You pulled back and smiled, looking down at your flushed bunny boy. You massaged the cheeks in your hands before leaning in and pressing your lips to his ear, "You wanna cum bunny?"

"Yes yes—yes I'm right there please mistress please.."

His eagerness made you gasp, but you didn't stop for a moment. Your tongue flicked against the shell of his ear and you smiled, "Alright bun..you can cum." You pulled back, reaching for one of the presents. He whined when you pulled away, back arching in ache for more of your touch.

"Shhh..shh.." You placed one of your hands on his lower back when you faced him once more. Your free hand opened the "empty" box, pulling out a carrot shaped dildo. It was bigger than a normal carrot for sure, but he could take it.

You lined it up with his hole, which was wet with your saliva still. The sound he made when you slowly pushed it in would live in your head for the rest of your life. He whined your name, lifting his hips and stuffing his face into the carpet. "Oh plea—please, all the way..all the way in me."

You followed his request, your lips caressing his back. "Good boy, such a good boy, taking this for me.." Your fingers pushed it in further, right until the "leaves" were the only part sticking out. You looked at him sweetly, admiring how flushed he was. His chest was heaving with every breath, causing him to clench around the toy. You only wanted to bring him more pleasure, so once he calmed down you moved the toy back and forth, thrusting it insides him.

"Oh f—fuck! Mmmmmistress—" He didn't get to finish, your hand wrapped around his cock, stroking him quickly. He gasped, his tongue spilling out of his mouth as he tried to catch his breath. He felt his mind turning into mush, and despite the sensations being new he didn't mind them. His body was surely welcoming them.

You felt his cock twitch in your hand, and you leaned over him, your chest pressed against his back and your breath hot against his face. "Bunny, are you getting close alreeaaaddy?" You drew out the word, stroking him faster to match your pace with the toy. "How pathetic." You bit his ear lobe, humming in delight as the hot skin pressed against your lips.

Your pussy was throbbing violently now, clit begging for attention, but the best you could do was rock your hips into him and squeeze your thighs together. You were focused on him, not yourself.

When he was right on the edge, you slowed your hands, bringing them to a complete stop. Xavier whined, looking back at you to beg but your lips pressed against his before he could speak. You pulled away from the soft peck and smiled, "Go on."

"Please..please let me cum, m'lady..want—want to cum on your hand, it's all I deserve..please.."

He backed his hips up against you, desperate to get any friction from the toy and your hand. He whimpered and you smiled, shaking your head.

"More."

"Ah—mistress..." He looked you in the eye this time, slightly choking on his saliva when he spoke. "Please let me cum, I've—I've been a goooood boy, right? G-Good boy's cum d-don't they? Mmmphm..please—please."

You pretended to think about it before nodding, kissing his cheek before moving your hands at a rapid pace. The squelch from his ass when you moved the toy again only pushed you further, your thighs squeezed together harder. You kissed down his shoulder blade, leaving red marks on his skin that would definitely be noticeable at work tomorrow.

You opened your mouth to speak but it didn't take much more than that. The moment your breath hit his ear, his hips twitched and his vision blurred. He turned away and pressed his cheek into the floor, crying out your name as cum shot from his cock and onto the carpet. You talked him through it, murmuring about how he did so well. Your hands slowed as he came down from his high, dazed and tired.

Xavier turned back to face you, catching his breath. He was so beautiful — eyes watering from tears that hadn't spilled, hair clinging to his forehead from sweat, face and ears flushed that pretty pink that you saw when normally he was on top. You pulled back and moved your hands finally, extracting the toy alongside them. He looked over you too dazed to even complain,

"I didn't know you were into that."

A week passed since then, and the photos taken had been sent back to your apartment. You held the box they were in and sat next to Xavier on the couch, smiling at him. "Our pictures came back!"

He seemed a little stunned, eyebrows raising in confusion, "That was a real photoshoot?"

You nodded, pulling out a picture of his face when he was in the highest point of ecstasy. You smiled mored, handing it to him, "Sure was, now I can hang this over you till the end of time."

He stared at it, shocked but amused.

That was enough for you.

Hope it's not too hard for you to write it 💗

Gardener - OFC I hope I do this right for you! I did do some extra research on both Aego and Demi, so I hope I dont offend anyone. These are all established relationships too! Its just their reaction to the information (*^￢^*)

Xavier -

When you first told him, he acted like it was casual information (cuz it is). But in only hours after you told him, he was being more cautious about touching you like he was scared of making you uncomfortable. So when you two were trying to watch a movie, and he decided to sit all the way on the other side of the couch, that's when you asked him about it

"Xav, what are you doing?"

"What do you mean.."

"You're all the way across the couch, you haven't made any sort of physical contact with me for hours. And thats not like you."

"I'm just trying to be careful."

That's when it clicked, and you had almost laughed at him. "That's..not what that means."

"Wha—?"

His confused face made you feel a little bad, but it was still funny to see him so in awe. "You can still cuddle me, Xav. Come here."

He had never jumped into your arms so quick.

Zayne -

Part of me feels like he'd know, but it'd still catch him off guard when you confirm it. Like he'd probably confuse it with another sexuality/romantic attraction before you tell him. He'd be shocked (cuz he got it wrong) before immediately doing more research into it and what it means, he'd also look into how people with other Aro/Demi/Aego partners treat their lovers, but he'd do even more of that research with you. Just to make sure he's gotten everything right! (He's just being cautious, his whole profession is based on perfection after all)

"Is this okay?" He'd ask, wrapping his arms around your waist, "Most of the websites I looked into said that it shouldn't change anything, but on the rare occasion people stated that their partners were uncomfortable with being touched certain ways, I want to make sure nothing changes for us."

He felt so relieved when you kissed his temple and told him it was okay to touch you, "Zaynie, you're okay. If I didn't want your affections, promise I'd tell you."

Rafayel -

He'd treat it with the utmost respect by treating it like it wasn't anything new. He never pushed you for anything sexual from the start but now that it was affirmed, he just kept doing what he was doing. He was able to give you physical intimacy without the sex. He's waited 800 years for you, so if you were Aro/Aego/Demi, nothing would change after the news.

"Alright..cutie can you help me name this? Still so hard to name my feelings after putting them on a canvas.."

"Wha— Rafayel! I just told you something important! Does that not change anything?" It almost sounded like you wanted a reaction, but you really just wanted him to explain his feelings.

He turned to face you and shook his head, brows furrowing. "Why would it? I love my cutie, and your way of romance doesn't change that. You'll always be mine, every version of you."

Sylus -

He wouldn't mind in the slightest. He'd try to "make up" for that lack of sexual intimacy in your relationship by spoiling you more with money. Literally he's sending you money everyday. You want a cat? Go ahead and buy one. You want a gaming console? Here's his card. You want a 20 million dollar house where bills could cost more than you'd spend on a car? He won't even look at the total. Not like he would normally, but just know, more frequently, any and everything you want is all yours.

"Sy, why did I get a call from my bank telling me someone transferred 75 million dollars into my account today?"

"Happy pride month, sweetie."

"It's September."

Caleb -

He sooooo knew. He just wanted you to say it first before anything was confirmed. He has been your friend for years, and he always catches onto things with you. Nothing changes with him and his reaction is pretty calm, aside from some theatrics. Your relationship stays the same!

He'd place his wrist against his forehead and pretend he was fainting, leaning against anything nearby, "My sweet pips just told me their sexuality like I hadn't already known. How devastated I am!"

"If you keep being dramatic, I'm going to draw you as a femboy."

"What."

Yeah so there was a conversation about your imagination instead..!

Valko -

Definitely the most chalant about it out of everyone. At first he takes it as a "You cant touch me anymore" before you guys get to "You can touch me". He was going through the stages of grief for DAYS thinking that he couldn't be intimate with you physically, especially considering that he loves being touchy with you. That was practically all he did, nuzzle, kiss and cuddle you everyday, but he was under the impression that you were taking that away from him and he didn't know what to do. It wasn't until day 4 of this nonsense when you caught him sulking in a corner by the TV that it had stopped.

"Koko, what's going on with you?" You were much more concerned than anything else, he looked sick.

"Can't touch you, pancake.." His voice was quiet.

"...Valko what are you talking about." It was more of a statement, and you saw the way he perked up when you called his "full name".

"You said that you're Aro..or something like that. And those kinds of people don't like to be touched, right?" The pout on his face made up for how dumb he sounded.

"Thats a common misconception." You rubbed your temple, sighing at the realization that this man was statving himself of you for four days. "You can touch me, big oaf." You barely took a step forward before he pounced on you, squeezing you like he had never felt your touch before.

@colonelkaboom is responsible for this.

CONTENT NOTES: BratBreaker!Xavier, Brat!Reader, Rough Sex, PWNP, PIV, Raw Sex, Spanking. Mild Breath Play. Restraints. Overstim. Degradation/Praise. Possessive Xavier.

"Careful, Princess," Xavier warned, his voice low in your ear. "My patience only goes so far."

Your back pressed against his broad, firm chest as he loomed over you. One large hand settled on your waist, the other landed on the counter of the break room, pinning you between him and the corner counter.

A playful giggle left you as your head fell back against his shoulder. You batted your eyelashes at him. "I have no idea what you're talking about, bunny boy."

His eyes narrowed, and the grip he had on your waist tightened. "Behave, or I'll show you what happens to good girls who play dirty."

"Oooooh nooooo! I'm so scared!" You snorted as you easily broke away from his hold. "You're too sweet for all that, Xavie. Don't offer something you can't deliver."

His jaw ticked. Oh fuck, you were in trouble now. How much worse could it get? You giggled at his expression and waved over your shoulder. "I'm on bodyguard duty tonight. I'll be out late, so don't wait up for me, okay? The event goes until midnight, and Rafayel often keeps me busy until one, sometimes two in the morning."

His gaze shot to you, sharp and assessing. His chin tilted up, gaze tilted down his nose like a haughty Prince, and his jaw clenched tight; all signals of his displeasure with every word that had just come out of your mouth. Gods, that look on his face alone sent your stomach into flips, but you wouldn't back down from the challenge you set up for yourself.

You returned to your apartment right around midnight. Rafayel refused to stay for the entire event, as usual, so you went home early. A bright giggle left your throat as you stepped into the elevator. Xavier would already be in your apartment. He wouldn't be able to help himself. After the way you teased him this morning, and the jealousy you kindled in him this afternoon, there was no way he wasn't seething on your couch right now. Ready to take every frustration he had out on you.

The door clicked open. Your place was dark and quiet. You slipped your heels off by the front door, set down your things on the entry table, then took in the room, searching for Xavier. You didn't see him on your couch, in your kitchen, and though it was dark, the door to your bedroom was open, and you didn't see him in there, either. Had he not come? Oh shit. Had you actually upset him this time?

You took three more steps into your apartment, looking around. Worry bubbled up your throat, so you grabbed your phone to text him, when a tendril of light snapped around your arms, pulling them back behind you. His hand landed on your throat, not squeezing, just holding, as he pulled you flush against his body.

"Fuck! Xavier!" you whimpered. "You scared me!"

"I warned you, Princess. My patience only goes so far. You've been a little brat all week. Does someone need to be reminded of her place?" His voice in your ear was low and dangerous. Each syllable pulled goosebumps to the surface of your skin.

"I'd like to see you try," you challenged. "I'm gonna end up winning you know. You'll be the one who begs me in the end."

"How cute." He chuckled against your ear. "Do you really think you'll come out on top?"

No. "Yes!"

"Looks like I need to remind you of your place."

Xavier roughly unzipped the back of your dress, shoving the garment off your body. The warmth of his evol around your arms intensified, as did the flush on your cheeks.

"You're going to have to catch me first." In a burst of resonance, you freed yourself from his evol, then you dropped your full body weight, pulling him down to the ground with you. He let go just enough, and you broke free. With a feral giggle, you ran full-speed to the bedroom, but he appeared in front of you a breath later, and you ran directly into his firm, muscular chest.

Xavier threw you over his shoulder and carried you the rest of the way to the bedroom. He tossed you down onto the mattress, and before you could gather yourself, he flipped you, putting you face down into the sheets with your ass high in the air.

He held you by the back of the neck with one hand, pinning you in place while the other cupped your backside. "It's cute that you think you can run from me, starlight, but it's never going to happen."

"Xavier!" you whined.

"No. I caught you fairly, didn't I?" Xavier leaned over you, the heat of his body seeping into your spine. "This is what you wanted from me, isn't it?"

A soft whimper left your lips, and Xavier's hand landed a firm spank across your backside.

"I asked you a question, Princess, and I expect an answer."

"Y-yes. You caught me fairly and..."

"And?"

"And I wanted this," you muttered.

"Not loud enough, but don't worry. I'll make sure you're so loud that the entire apartment building knows my name come morning."

Xavier landed another firm spank over the plush cheek of your ass, over your panties. You moaned, clutching the sheets for balance as the clap resounded through you.

"Count them," he ordered.

"I will, once you actually spank me. You can hit me harder than that, can't you?"

A harder slap landed against your ass, this one left a sharp, resounding sting, and you shuddered. "O-one."

Another.

"Two."

Another.

"Three."

Each smack hit the same place, and the skin under his hand burned with a shimmering pain that pulled at the edges of your mind. Once he reached ten on one side, he did another ten on the other. Your legs trembled when it was all over, your panties stuck to your soaked pussy, absolutely drenched with your arousal.

Only then, once you were shaking and trembling did he release his grip on the back of your neck. The last of your clothes were all but ripped off your body, and his rustled away a moment later. The warm light of his evol wrapped around your wrists yet again, and this time, it dragged your hands to your headboard and anchored you there.

The bed dipped as he settled in behind you. The sheer heat of his body and the brush of his fat cock against your soaking cunt sent a wave of dizziness through you. Yet, he didn't enter you. He simply rocked his length between your folds, the blunt head brushing your clit with every roll of his hips.

"Xavier..." you whined.

"Show me you remember how to be my good girl and maybe I'll give you what you want."

You didn't want to give in just yet, but every roll of his hips had him hitting your clit. The spanking put you near the edge, and he was right there...

His hands landed on your hips, increasing the pace of his thrusts between your thighs. Each full thrust hit your clit, and your resistance faded.

"Please, Xavier. Please give me your cock. Please."

"Why would I do that when you've been such a bad, bad girl? Have you earned it?"

"Pleasepleasepleaseplease," you moaned, your begging half-dazed as he rocked further into you. "I need---fuck. I need you Xavier please!"

"Fuck, that's my good girl. That's right." Xavier adjusted the angle of his hips and slid fully inside you in one, firm thrust. The stretch was immense, but you had nowhere to go. Tied to the bed with his hands on your hips, you were fully at his mercy.

Exactly where you wanted to be.

He fucked into you hard, those strong, powerful thighs clapping against yours so hard you felt it dance up your spine. Each mean punch of his hips pulled another sloppy sound from your pussy, and his name from your lips.

"Is this what you needed, Princess? My cock fucking that bratty attitude right out of you?"

"Yes, yes, yes!!!" You moaned arching your back to get a better angle and sobbing when you found it, your entire body trembling.

"You're mine. Your pleasure is mine, this pussy is mine, you are mine. Remember that when you come for me, starlight. Make sure everyone can hear who makes you feel like this."

"Fuck yes, Xavier! Yours!" you screamed. He hit just the right spot, and you shattered, chanting his name like it could ground you, like he could ground you, but his thrusts never stopped, fucking into you so hard light burst behind your eyes. Each thrust extended your orgasms, until you were fully wrung out, but he was far from done with you.

The light binding your hands faded, and he sat you up, yous spine against his chest. One hand reached around to hold your neck, giving you a light squeeze. The other on your hip slipped between your legs, finding your too-sensitive clit and pinching it between his long, deft fingers.

Tears fell from your eyes, the burn of overstimulation too much. You begged, though if it was for more or for less even you didn't know. Just a constant, mindless babble begging Xavier as you twitched against him and the rough thrusts he gave you. In this position you sank further down, never letting him out quite as far, and each thrust in hit that spot right in front of your cervix that stole your breath away.

He squeezed your throat, blocking your air flow and every sensation in your body intensified, your being vibrating with awareness and sensation. His skin. The sweat. The sounds you both made, the rapid pulse of your heart under your breast. How he pinched and rubbed your clit hard enough to make you squeal. All of it was so much sharper as you lost air. The world around you dimmed, and his hand released, letting you get a quick gasp of air.

He slapped your clit, just once, and you came with a keening cry of his name, your release gushing down his shaft and onto the sheets below you.

"Thats my dirty little Princess. I love when you come for me, make such a mess. Good girl." Xavier wrapped around you, his lips against your neck as his fingers continued bullying your clit, working you through it, and not letting the pleasure stop.

Tears ran down your cheeks as you sobbed his praises, each cry furthering the deep thrusts he gave you. Your walls fluttered around him, clenching tight as yet another orgasm built. His low moans joined yours and he bit your neck.

"You feel so good. My perfect, bratty Princess. That's it, starlight. Come for me again. You're so pretty when you come all over me. Soak me again, and I'll fill you up."

Another bite landed on your neck, and he sucked. You couldn't hold back. You came, losing yourself to the pleasure, and Xavier's hips faltered a moment later as he pumped his come into you. He pulled your hips all the way down, holding you there as he filled you.

"Take it, Princes. Take it all. That's my good girl," he moaned.

You slumped against him, moaning an affirmative sound. He held you there in the aftermath. Both arms wrapped around you, his head buried in your neck. The tension eased out of his shoulders as he relaxed against you.

Slowly he set you down on the mattress and pulled out of you. He hummed as he took in the aftermath. "You always look so pretty leaking my come."

Heat danced across your cheeks, but you giggled as you reached for him. He settled in behind you, pressing kisses to your hair and breathing you in. He flipped you over to kiss you. Once. Twice. A third time. They started off innocent enough, but soon heat built back up as he kissed down your chest.

"Xavier," you whined.

He smirked up at you from between your thighs. "You've got at least one more in you, don't you?"

Summary! Just some cute date fluff, nothing NSFW! Pretty short too

The place was practically empty, just a hunter and his girlfriend standing at the front of the line. She stared at the menu, tilting her head to see what she wanted despite her order never changing.

"Xavi," She pulled on the sleeve of his hoodie, but she didn't need to finish, he was already walking up to the cashier. She followed behind him, nervously standing at his side.

"2 apple pies, a medium hot chocolate, and 3 of those pastry wrapped turkey sausages." He said loud enough for the employee to hear, "Could you add 2 of the limited editions smores pies, your strawberry smoothie, and 4 of those beef sausages in the croissants? The name for the order is Red, like the color." He didn't care for the total, already pulling out his wallet before Gala could protest.

She was holding his sleeve again, trying to be close as he paid for their food. "Thank you." She whispered loud enough for him to hear, and stepped away. She looked around and almost choked as a crowd had formed behind them. She reached for his hand and he held hers immediately. The two squeezed through, waiting at the pickup area for their order.

"You're so cute." He said randomly, a soft smile on his face as he looked down at the gyaru.

"Thank you." She smiled back, resting her head on his arm. "You're handsome."

The two didn't stand there for long, their order being ready in just minutes. Gala picked up the bag, holding it with her free hand. She pulled the blonde towards the exit, eager to go home.