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Xavier's Fics 💫 (NSFW)

1. whispers from the star (5300 words)

Summary: What happens after Celestial Message. Very soft, cute, Xavier is a whiner.

2. marked in blood, covered in praises (6595 words)

Summary: Xavier has always been a needy guy, but what if, one morning, he becomes even more so and tries to find some release? Well, he does have a certain someone that he can text or call any time he wants.

3. a guiding light to the open sky (7385 words)

Summary: How to make your boyfriend glow as brightly as possible is a question you keep asking yourself. Oh well, if he doesn't let himself glow all freely, you can take the matter into your own hands and make him.

5. fallen from your lips, my devotion, my prayer, my love (6130 words)

Summary: You still cannot understand how exactly Xavier is attracted to you. He is too perfect, beautiful and wonderful, and you often feel like he could have gotten more. Then, why is he yours, and not someone else's? It's good that Xavier knows how to make you feel better about yourself, both temporarily and in the long run.

6. going down and down the rabbit hole (Chapter 1)

Chapter 2 (10205 words - 2 chapters)

Summary: Xavier is a bunny, and you are a cat. A perfect match. Not only so, you two also match each other's freak perfectly. === Like the cat banners, Xavier has bunny ears and tail, while MC, aka you, has cat ears and tail. This is just pure fun and sexy time. This is also my entry for XavMC Week 2025 - Day 7: Free Day.

7. [SMUT SHORT] insatiable (1665 words)

Summary: Overstimulation, Dom!Xav (but more like, soft and service plus a tiny bit of mean), Toys, Pussy Eating + Fingering, Handjob, Aftercare

8. [SMUT SHORT] pampered (1580 words)

Summary: Pregnant sex (Xavier mpreg), Boypussy (Xavier), Girldick (MC), Pussy eating, Fingering, Penetration DL, DR

9. [SMUT SHORT] throne and crown (2445 words)

Summary: Throne sex, King!Xavier, Queen!MC, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Vaginal sex, a lot of biting and kissing, featuring Xavier's crown

10. [SMUT SHORT] punished (1715 words)

Summary: Dom!MC × Sub!Xavier, Foot Jobs, Overstimulation, a little of Pet Play, Collar + Chain, Orgasm Denial, Biting, Penetration (For people who keep getting him in banners with difficulties.)

11. dancing fire in my heart, the taste of your love on my tongue (3720 words)

Summary: Xavier has been gone on a mission for quite some time, and you have been missing him so much. The only comfort you can get is from wearing his clothes and pretending that he were home with you. --- Well, Xavier has always had a knack for surprising you.

12. the gate to his heaven (4240 words)

Summary: Xavier is a hundred-year-old virgin, and you are determined to change that. You just did not expect him to act so shyly like this.

13. i will be chasing a starlight, until the end of my life, holding you in my arms (5250 words)

Summary: She rants. He listens. She now might love herself more than she did, but he knows he can always do more to make her feel better about her body.

14. "hello, have you left your bunny alone at home?" (1425 words)

Summary: You have been on a trip for a while, and your needy bunny misses you at home. The way he greets you after your trip is rather special.

15. "if you are satisfied with my service, please rate me 5 stars" (2790 words)

Summary: Xavier has prepared a surprise for you when you two are on a holiday. So, basically, you cannot let him down. You will make sure to enjoy his service as much as possible.

16. blinded by the stars in your eyes (seeing double) (6210 words)

Summary: Xavier has been split into two identities: Your beloved hunter and admired masked hero. They both demand your attention, and it is time to give it to them.

17. ...doubt thou the stars are fire... but never doubt I love... (7550 words)

Summary: Xavier loves you, and you love Xavier. There are different ways to express how much you and he need and want each other.

18. to be your eye candy, your only sweet lover (7500 words)

Summary: Xavier has noticed where you have been checking out recently. Well, who you have been checking out, to be more precise. He does not want to feel jealous. You and he are working on that a lot. But he cannot help but want to be the only man and woman you love.

19. give me your kisses, not the tears of your goodbye (7470 words)

Summary: The planet is celebrating. They have a new Queen, the only Queen, after so long of having no ruler. You are not, however. But maybe a company from an old friend would not be so bad. But one thing leads to another, and… how did you and he end up like this?

20. every dog(boy) has his day (3510 words)

Summary: Xavier has been turned into somewhat of a dog, a Samoyed to be exact. This reminds you exactly of that time he got turned into a Ragdoll cat. What were you even expecting him to do, leaving him alone for a whole day anyway? But yet, only good dogs get rewarded.

Zayne's Fics ❄️ (NSFW)

desire written in red, love written in white (5975 words)

Summary: Zayne had a tiring day at work dealing with paperwork. But when you come home in a tight, gorgeous red dress, he can't help but want to submit himself to your control, to the point of doing things he always held himself back from before.

2. heavy blizzards always start as a gentle and persistent snowfall (4500 words)

Summary: You go home with Zayne in his car one day. Nothing big should happen, right? --- ZayneMC car sex, with a twist (ft. Dawnbreaker and a very jealous Zaynie).

Rafayel's Fics 🫧 (NSFW)

words flowed like rivers to the sea (6880 words)

Summary: Ebb Days have always been depressing for Rafayel. It was a little bit better last year because he had you. This year, though... he has to work harder than that. Luckily, he has always been your priority.

2. love as quiet as a whisper (as loud as the crashing waves) (3950 words)

Summary: Rafayel is not a common man. It is also not mundane how he loves or who he is attracted to. And maybe, it is time he let you know, and Rafayel can be creative when it comes to showing affection.

Sylus' Fics 🪶 (NSFW)

burning shadows dancing in the darkest of nights (6560 words)

Summary: Sylus makes you mad. This does not happen very often, but when it does, ohhh, he is in real trouble. Also, he shouldn't have made the mistake of creating something that can resist his Evol.

Multi LIs' Fics 💕 (NSFW)

(Please check the emoji to know who the LIs are in the fic. MC will be marked with ❤️)

1. our love ebbs and flows, just like the moon and the tide (3585 words) 💫🫧

Summary: It's another ebb day Rafayel spends with his lover. But they have to split up for a few hours. He cannot help but feel needy, and Xavier has no plan other than taking care of his partner.

2. as the wind and the waves cease, one has the moon and ocean become (4015 words) 🫧💫

Summary:

They have prepared so well to spend a lovely evening and even a "lovelier" night. However, things tend to go wrong for Xavier.

At least, he is lucky that Rafayel is still in the mood for something fun.

SFW Fics 🩷

(Please check the emoji to know who the LI is in the fic.)

1. one touch too far away (1015 words) 💕

Summary: He is here, right next to you. You are too far from his reach.

2. i'd die in my sleep to live in your arms (7385 words) 💫

Summary: You are gone. Completely from this world. This is the price he must pay for your safety. He is here, still here, withering away like a flower without its sun, like a drop of water without its ocean, like a person without their home. He closes his eyes on the cold bed inside his dark, empty room. --- Xavier makes a decision. He is willing to pay for it. The universe is kind and cruel at the same time, but it does know when to stop playing around.

3. Faraway Dreams, Warm Hearts, and Forever Promises (3470 words) 💫

Summary: What if Deluded Fiction were several dreams Xavier had? What if they messed with his mind and created a new fear in his heart?

4. the twinkling of the stars is the heartbeat of the cosmos (5635 words) 💫

Summary: Throughout Xavier's life - from when he was the Prince, to a Student, to a Knight in training, to a Traveller, and then a Protector - violence was something inevitable, unavoidable, constant, never-ending. But then, there she was, the gentle light the universe had bestowed upon him. --- This is Xavier's life and love, happiness and pain told through an oneshot.

5. just like a shadow chasing a dream of light, basking in the sunrise (5555 words) 💫

Summary: Ever since you were rescued in the Chronorift Castatrope by a masked hero, you have been having dreams of a faraway land under the sky of millions of stars. And there is he - the faceless boy - whose hands are so gentle and whose presence is so comforting. He always appears in your dreams, accompanying you until you wake from your slumber. You want to know who he is. You need to know.

6. [FLUFF SHORT] Stretch Mark (1035 words) 💫

Summary: Stretch marks, Cuddles, Soft body appreciation, Lots of gentle kisses

7. [ANGST SHORT] alone (615 words) 💫

Summary: He is all alone. He misses her.

8. [FLUFF SHORT] frozen (1675 words) 💫

Summary/Tags: Disassociation, Implication of Bad Mental Health, Fluff, Emotionally Unstable but no outburst, Xavier being a good boyfie, 2nd person POV for MC

9. [ANGST SHORT] deaths (1645 words) 💫

Summary:  One would think they can tell when they die. For Xavier, it is more complicated than that. ~~~ Every time Xavier has "died" and got back up, and the one time he does not. Right?

10. rest, for the grey night is turning into sunlit morning (3070 words) 💫

fallen from the sky, crash-landing in your arms

Thunder is roaring in the distance when you finish your work and head home. It is going to rain soon, and you do not want to get caught in the downpour.

It will take you a bit to head to the bus stop, and then some more walking to the metro. You unfortunately did not bring an umbrella when you left for work this morning because you did not see how dark the sky was.

It did not rain the whole day.

However, the sky is looking much darker now, and there is thunder rumbling.

The trip to the bus, and then to the metro, is as smooth as it can be. There are fewer people on the street than expected, and you managed to claim a seat both times.

After getting out of the underground, there is just a short walk back to your flat. And you really, really hope it won't rain.

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It is already raining when you get out of the underground.

Cursing a little, you sprint home. At least, it is just big occasional droplets falling from the sky and not a full downpour yet.

It should be a smooth run home. It really should be.

But as you make your way past an abandoned garden in a particularly remote part of your neighbourhood, you trip over something and almost hit your face on the pavement.

You rub your knees, cursing the fall and thanking whatever deity out there is looking out for you at the last second that has blessed your pants not to be ripped on the hard concrete.

It still hurts like hell, though.

But it is nothing compared to the sheer fear you get hit with once you see what was in your way. It's a…

"HAND?!!"

You almost scream, scrambling to your feet as your heart hammers in your ribcage. The hand is pale, but not deathly pale, which helps you calm down a little.

Trying your best to ignore the rain, you poke at the hand. Nothing.

You wonder if you should find out who the owner of the hand is. At least, if you call for help, you will know what to mention.

The abandoned garden has a gate which has been in this rusty state for years. You keep seeing kids and teens sneaking in, so there must be a way to open it. Putting your bag under a big tree with thick leaves to keep it dry, you look at the gate's padlock.

The lock is barely hanging on, clearly has been smashed too many times, and no one ever cares enough to replace it. So you remove the lock and open the gate to peer inside carefully.

You were preparing to see maybe some blood or a badly injured person. Maybe weapons and tattered clothes, even.

But, beside the junk and messes left by those kids and cheeky teens, there is just one man ̣or at least they look like a man) dressed in strange clothes, lying out cold on the dirty, overgrown grass.

"Hey!" You call out. No response. "You! Are you uh… alive?"

You really don't know what to say, and that word just spring into your brain. You want to smack yourself. 'Alive'? That's so damn stupid.

There is no response from the seemingly unconscious man, however. You creep closer, picking up a broken broom on the ground to poke them, trying to see if they will react to it.

Nothing.

Feeling bold (and the rain is starting to get a little heavier, so you want to get this over with quickly), you approach the still form of this strange person.

As you get closer, you can see their dirty, matted hair (it looks silver-ish, but you really cannot tell from the amount of dirt, and is that blood…?) and pale face. Again, not deathly pale, just green-ish.

You use the broom to poke their handsome face-- Wait…

Handsome?

You shake your head to get rid of the lurking thought.

They might be very dangerous.

But before you can reassess the situation and this person's injuries, the rain suddenly becomes heavier, pouring water down from the dark sky above.

You crouch down to check their breathing.

Alive.

You cannot just leave a living, but injured and unconscious person here in the rain. Your conscience will not let you.

Deciding this person is too weak to do anything if they even wake up, you grab them and your bag and try as hard as possible to bring this person back to your flat building.

Luckily, it is only about 20 meters away, and you lunge the person into the lift with you, hitting the button to go to the top floor.

Now that you can calmly check him over, you make some mental notes of his appearance.

The weird clothes they are wearing are… not exactly clothes. Upon closer inspection and some touching, you can tell it's made of some sort of metal, nylon, and spandex, even. It resembles spacesuits a little, but not as clunky.

His breathing is shallow, but enough for you to tell they are not dying. You cannot remove the suit to check if they have any other injuries, so you can only see a small gash on their hairline, which has stopped bleeding, alongside some bruises.

You sure hope they are not injured much beyond this. You don't want this man to die in your flat before you can throw this responsibility to a hospital or some other authorities.

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But heaven helps if you have to call the police…

You rub the bridge of your nose from just thinking about it. You don't like them, which is why you are risking taking this person home in the first place.

When the rain stops, you are taking them to the hospital right away.

The lift's door opens, and you drag the unconscious person to your door, opening it and dumping them in the living room before coming back to the lift to take your bag, which was preventing the lift's door from closing.

Everything is strangely silent, except for the rain, which keeps pouring down more and more heavily as time passes.

You wash your face and hands, then come back to that person, who is lying still on the floor of your living room.

There has to be a way to get them out of this suit. But also, you need to prepare in case this turns out to be a dangerous creep.

You come into the kitchen and take a knife and the pestle to keep them near yourself. Then, you change into longer clothes with a denim jacket before heading back to your living room.

Letting out a sigh as you see the weird suit, you sit down to figure it out. You don't really want to remove the suit, no, what if it is wired to a bomb or… something?

You just want to peek in and see if they are any further injured. Then you'll try to wake them up, maybe.

After five minutes, you manage to loosen the neck of the space-ish suit. The person's skin is cool, almost cold, and does not look healthy at all. You put a rubber glove on, the one you wear to wash dishes, and slide your hand into the suit from their neck down.

They seem to be wearing a thin layer of normal clothes (made of fabric), and hm… heartbeat is a bit weird. It's slow, but also…

"What are you doing?" A rough, male voice startles you, and you yelp, pulling your hand back, landing on your ass.

Tired blue eyes stare back at you, and you feel frozen in place before snapping back to reality and remembering that you have a knife AND a pestle.

You scramble to pick the knife up and point it at them.

They just stare at it, almost bored.

"Who are you?" You ask.

They stare. Their blue eyes are a bit too bright, to the point of looking unsettling. Uncanny, even.

They look like one of those weird dolls, with such a cute face but unnerving eyes.

You stare back.

"Again, who are you?" You raise the knife a little bit higher.

They only look down at their space-ish suit, wordlessly hitting a few buttons before swaying and promptly passing out again.

You stare at their still body, then flinch back when the suit hisses softly and slowly opens, revealing their upper body, which is wearing some thin, protective black shirt underneath.

Not wanting to be tricked, you poke the stranger's face, holding the knife to their neck as you do so. They don't even stir.

Having deemed them as unconscious again, you put the knife down and carefully peel the suit off them. Might as well check if they have any weapons, you tell yourself. That will certainly be safer than leaving them in this weird suit, right?

With that thought in mind, you get to work.

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WANT

You wake up just before noon to find Xavier already sitting up on the bed, examining his injuries from yesterday in silence.

His hair is covering his eyes, so you cannot guess what he is thinking. But since he is calm, you can be sure that he has exited the frenzy state.

"Love?" You call, making a beeline from the couch to the bed.

He looks up with puffy, tired, but clear eyes, face brightening when he sees you. His Adam's apple moves a little.

"M…morning…" He clears his throat and reaches out to you.

"How are you today, bunny? Last night was…"

"I'm okay now." He tugs you closer and scoots to the edge of the bed, nuzzling his face against your stomach. "I'm sorry…"

You shush him and kiss the top of his head, smoothing down his hair. It was not his fault, and you and Xavier had an agreement beforehand.

"I'm just glad it worked." You murmur and lift his face with both hands.

"Did you at least have some fun teasing me?" He gives you a small smile. "You were relentless."

"To wear you out!" You huff, flicking his nose. "But yes, besides the risk of being bitten, it was a bit fun."

He tightly wraps his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your stomach as he keeps up the eye contact.

"You didn't fuck me." Xavier pouts, looking like you have wronged him.

"I needed my strength to take care of you after you passed out! And you were still very bitey after all this time."

"You could have kept gagging me."

"And you were breathing very weirdly."

You keep retorting until Xavier grumbles and gives up, pressing his face to your stomach to sulk. You sigh, petting his head until a growl erupts where his face is.

"Hungry, my Captain?" He asks cheekily.

"Don't call me that yet." You pinch his cheek, which earns you a small yelp from him. "And yes, it's noon already."

"Fine, fine, starlight, but we need to eat, yeah? I haven't eaten since yesterday's lunch."

You nod and help him get up. His legs are still weak, and he is not wearing any clothes, but it is manageable. Xavier gets dressed, gives you a quick kiss, and then lets you lead him to a small, shabby restaurant nearby.

There are fewer Praedators in this area, which is the best place you could have found to rent a small flat for the mission. Still, you don't like staying outside for long, especially not with a fresh-out-of-a-frenzy Xavier. 

You two finish eating quickly and immediately come home. Already knowing that you and Xavier will not be fit to come out for any investigation today, you decide to spend the day cuddling with him while handling some paperwork.

Xavier, on the other hand, clings to you for the rest of the day. At first, you drag him to the couch as you work through some stuff. You leave the TV on for him to watch while he rests, laying his head on your lap. 

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"Can you pay attention to me for a bit, love?" He turns to look up at you, tugging on your hand.

"Why?" You gently put the stack of papers in your hand down on his face. Xavier pushes it down, revealing just his eyes.

"Really? Why? After we both went through something traumatic yesterday."

Yet his tone does not exactly sound like he has been traumatised. You take the papers away and flick his nose. His face scrunches up, and he peers at you with only one eye, the other closed in a wink.

"Please? You promised me cuddle time."

You sigh and put the papers away, letting him take your hands, leading you to the bedroom. Because you cleaned it up very well after he passed out yesterday, it does not look like there was a thrashing and growling Praedator tied up here last night at all.

Xavier sits down first, patting his lap to ask you to join him. You snort, but fulfil his wishes regardless, settling down in his embrace.

He immediately buries his nose in your neck, nuzzling like a needy cat. His body is still warmer than usual, which is to be expected as a post-frenzy effect.

You dip your head to kiss his cheek, earning yourself a happy chuckle from your subordinate. Xavier pulls away, looking at you with stars in his eyes.

"I'm so lucky to have you with me."  

"Me too, bunny… Me too." You cup his face with both hands and slowly lean in for a kiss. Xavier eagerly reciprocates, pressing his lips against yours in gentle, unhurried movements. 

"You taste so sweet…" He hums, his tongue poking out as if asking for access. You give it to him, parting your lips slightly and letting him slide in.

Soon, you run out of breath as he does not let go of you for even one second, keeping the connection going while pressing his body flush against yours.

You try to pull away, gasping for air, but his hands still tightly hold onto your waist, keeping you close. He moves away from your lips, trailing down to your jawline, nipping gently. Then, he keeps going until he reaches your neck, where he bites a mark into the smooth skin.

You jolt, not expecting it.

"My Captain…" His voice drips with possessiveness. You shudder. It reminds you a little of how Xavier acts in a frenzy.

However, the bite does not break your skin, and he quickly licks the spot to soothe the pain. At the same time, his hands wander lower and lower until they reach the hem of your T-shirt and slip beneath it.

Your skin feels like burning under his palms, and you arch. He does not hesitate in that moment, pressing his face to your cleavage right away.

The wetness of his mouth sends shivers down your spine. This… is not going the way you planned. You and he only agreed on cuddling.

"Xavier… ahh… wait…" You lift his face from your chest.

The tip of his tongue is caught between his teeth, and his face is coloured with a faint rosy tint. 

"What's wrong?" He blinks, turning his head to kiss your hand.

"You need to rest."

"I rested last night." He mumbles, rubbing his cheek against your palms.

"Xavier, I made you cum like, 4 times! You need some time to recover from that." You laugh and kiss his head. "Can you even get it up?"

A scowl mars his pretty face as he grabs your lower back, squeezing and kneading in such a tender way that does not match his expression at all. 

"I don't need time off. I can get it up." The pout is tiny, but it is there. "Praedators are not humans anymore… we don't need to recover."

That almost sounds convincing to you. But you still want him to rest more.

"No. You need to take it slow."

"You don't know that." Your boyfriend whines. "Not to mention how I could smell you very clearly last night. But you didn't even get off."

He fully wraps his arms around you now, pressing his cheek against your stomach with his eyes closed.

"I am okay. You don't need to worry about me. Just relax and let me return the favour, alright?" His voice is soft and airy, and his body is so, so warm against yours. You can feel your resolve weakening. 

Gazing down at his fluffy silver head, you let out a silent sigh and run your finger through the moonlit locks. It is getting long, way too long, and he should get a haircut after the mission.

"Okay, bunny." You agree to him, still brushing through the unruly strands.

Xavier perks up, bright blue eyes meeting yours. 

"But you tell me right away if you don't feel good, alright?"

"Aye, my Captain." He cheekily jokes and pulls you down to sit on his lap again. "Now, raise your arms. I want to see you."

Xavier is very demanding. You have known that for a while. You don't mind it, however. He looks super cute when he asks for something and gets what he wants. Just like a spoilt, smug little rabbit.

You take your shirt off, leaving yourself in a bra and your shorts. A satisfied expression appears on his face while his tongue darts out to lick his lips.

Just a spoilt, smug little rabbit.

"That's more like it, love." He hums, reaching behind you to unclasp your bra. 

He throws the item to the floor before pulling his own T-shirt off, letting it join your clothes. Hot, needy lips find your neck once more, painting faint purple hickeys onto your cool skin. You tilt your head back, giving him more space while grabbing his hair and guiding him around.

Xavier gasps, opening his mouth wider as he takes one of your breasts in, sucking and swirling his tongue around the bud. He earns himself a quiet moan from you right before pulling away and releasing your chest with a wet "pop".

His eyes meet yours for a moment, and then he dives back in right away, pressing his tongue flat on your other nipple and licks up agonisingly slowly. You exhale, releasing all the air from your lungs, and tug on his hair, causing him to groan loudly, sending vibrations through your flesh.

Xavier resists the pull, continuing to nibble around, sucking little marks around on your boobs. His nose occasionally knocks and brushes against your nipples as he moves, and you find yourself biting on your own lip to suppress some moans.

"D-Don't hold back, let me hear you…" He murmurs your name, gazing up while kissing the hardened buds.

You breathe through your mouth, letting a soft sound follow. Xavier smiles happily, starting to kiss down and down your stomach.

"Yes, just like that… give me more…"

His sneaky hands slide from behind your back to your front, quickly unbuttoning your shorts.

"Let me take them off, please." He begs, landing a kiss on the side of your waist.

"Sure, baby…" You lift your legs, one after the other, so he can take them off, leaving you wearing just your underwear.

Your boyfriend then carefully lays you down and settles between your legs. He always looks so perfect there, snuggling against your thighs, his hair all ruffled up.

Xavier's mouth attaches itself to your inner thighs, lapping and sucking until they glisten with his saliva. His nose occasionally brushes against your clothed heat, causing your breath to hitch every time. 

"Stop teasing me, Xavier." You scoff without any real heat. "Get closer."

"How close, my love?" He grins, pressing a big kiss to your thigh.

"As close as you can." 

"Here?" He asks, trailing his lips slightly closer. "Or here?" He turns his head to nibble on a spot on your other thigh. 

"My pussy, bunny." You huff, not beating around the bush anymore. 

His chuckle echoes in the room. This smug little shit has got what he wanted, and now he is laughing at you. So you grab a fistful of his hair and pull him head closer while he yelps.

"You asked for this, bunny. Stop laughing."

"You're so cruel to me." He reaches up and brings your hand down to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss to your knuckles. "Alright, I'll stop teasing you so much." 

Xavier kisses your palm and releases it, scooting closer. You pet his head, waiting to see what he will do. To your surprise, he does not take your underwear off, but starts eating you out with it still covering your core.

His warm tongue flattens against your centre, licking up and down slowly, savouring the taste. You shudder, eyes glued to his fluffy head, but then your watch is disrupted by Xavier opening his mouth and enveloping a good part of your pussy with it.

Sucking the area around your clit, he releases a happy hum from the depth of his throat. You play with his hair, simply enjoying the pleasant but not overly stimulating sensation. And soon, the bottom of your underwear is drenched in both his saliva and your own arousal.

Xavier lifts his head to catch some air, landing a quick kiss at your pubic area before pulling himself up, catching the hem of the clothing item with his teeth. You snort quietly, petting him while he locks eyes with you and tugs it down.

You have only managed to free one leg from the underwear when he suddenly dives in and starts eating you out like a starved man. Wet lapping sounds fill up the whole room, harmonising with your moans and gasps, turning into a symphony of pleasure.

Your boyfriend has always been a good eater, even when he got to taste you for the first time. He did quite some reading before actually getting intimate with you, which you greatly appreciate.

He skilfully uses his tongue to play with your clit, pressing down on it and swirling around it in slow strokes, leaving you heaving for air every time the pleasure spikes. Meanwhile, his hand lifts one of your legs onto his shoulder while the other pushes one away to make room for himself to insert a finger inside you.

You instinctively clench at the intrusion, but at a soft reminder to relax from Xavier, you take a deep breath and loosen your muscles, letting him in. His digits move around, trying to open you up for more to come later. His mouth never stops moving, tongue licking and lips nibbling on your slick flesh. 

Your hands fist the sheet, pulling hard on the cloth. Your brain is buzzing with ecstasy received from Xavier. Your lover fully buries his face in your cunt, adding another finger and scissoring them to prepare you better.

You jolt, bucking and grinding on his nose and mouth, clenching on his fingers as if you want to trap them inside you forever. 

"I'm… hahh… c-cumming…" You moan to him, to which Xavier only nods, not really caring if you have seen it or not. His only mission now is to make your words come true. He needs to make you cum.

Your first orgasm comes easily, not anything too grand, and definitely not super messy. Any liquid leaking out from your heat is quickly consumed by Xavier as he laps them up greedily. Nothing goes to waste, and your orgasm is prolonged by how he keeps sucking and licking until you pull his head up by his hair. His lips and your core are still connected by silver string, mixed of his saliva and your juices.

"Satisfied?"

Your subordinate licks his lips, nodding and grinning like a fool. He looks pretty much out of it, as if he is drunk on your pussy.

"Alright then, bunny, give me a kiss."

He wipes his mouth clumsily and cleans his own hand up with his tongue, finally allowing himself to enjoy your reward for him. He still tastes faintly like you.

Xavier groans when you bite the tip of his tongue, and the sound quickly turns filthier and filthier when the bite becomes nibbles, which then escalate into sucking.

He whines.

"My love… hahh… ahh… please…" Xavier begs with his words slurred, his mouth gaping open as his tongue is still held hostage by yours.

"Please… what…? Say… it…" You play a small game of pull and release on his tongue, speaking each word separately.

"Please… fuck me… my Captain…" 

One thing you find to be comforting is how he calls you Captain differently when he is normal and when he is in a frenzy. He does not say "my" when he is out of his mind, snarling and smirking, asking to bite you. He only does that when he is your Xavier and your Xavier alone.

"Promise me if you don't feel well, you'll stop right away." Not a request but a demand.

"I… I promise…" He whines louder, kissing your neck. His lower body is grinding on yours. Something thick and heavy is rubbing against your thighs from behind his pants.

"Strip." You whisper, and he scrambles to stand up, removing the rest of his clothes before coming back and hovering on top of you again.

True to his words, he actually got it up and leaking. One more note about Praedators into your notebook then. Well, technically, it is more of a notebook to keep track of Xavier in case something happens to him, and you need to take care of it. There are studies about Praedators everywhere now, but you don't trust them to be ethical and helpful, so you made it your own task to keep notes about him, and Xavier is fully aware of it.

Still, he does not like to spill everything to you at once and would rather you discover it through real experiences. After all, nothing helps research better than that - his words, not yours.

Noticing your gaze, he lifts his chin and grins smugly.

"I told you I didn't need to rest."

"Yes, yes, bunny, I'm sorry for doubting you." You roll your eyes a bit, flicking his nose.

He pouts back at you, rubbing his nose and then laying his head down on your chest.

"My Captain is so cruel to me."

"Keep whining like that, and I won't fuck you, bunny." You threaten jokingly, grabbing his nose.

"Your obsession with my poor nose needs to be studied." He pulls back, covering it with his hand. "Can we do it now? I need to be compensated after you abused my face like that."

"Go ahead, baby, come in." You open your legs.

Xavier smiles happily and lifts your legs over his thighs as he closes the distance between you and him. One of his hands gently parts your folds while the other leads his own length to your entrance, sliding in easily. You exhale, trying not to clench around him so early.

"Hahh…" He moans softly, his head dropping to rest on your shoulder.

"Already?" You laugh breathily.

"You just feel so good… ahh… around me…" He moans, bottoming out inside you.

You cup his face and give him a sweet, lingering kiss.

"Move, baby…"

Getting your permission, he starts sliding in and out, and back in slowly, setting the pace. A quiet, barely audible whine erupts from his throat. You can tell he is still holding back somewhat.

"Faster, Xavier…" You hum, wrapping your arms around his neck. His pace quickens slightly as he buries his face in your neck, nuzzling and whimpering.

"Ahh… d-darling… you… ahhh…" He mumbles something, nibbling on your pulse point.

Xavier does not call you "darling" often, which is a shame, but hearing it while having sex? You love it. So you tighten your muscles around him, trying to trigger the word once more.

"AH! Darling… fuck…!" The moan is followed by your name, slipping from his lips like sweet honey.

"That's right… hm… bunny… faster… make m-me cum… hah…" You encourage him, wrapping your legs around his waist.

He whimpers, lowering his head to suck on one of your breasts, still thrusting non-stop. You dig your fingers into his back, scratching down as the pleasure sharply increases.

You clench, squeezing him tightly.

Xavier gasps, tongue gliding from one nipple to another, switching to it and keeping on sucking. His slightly long hair brushes against your skin, tickling gently.

You reach up to grab his silvery locks and force his face up to kiss you, the other hand still holding on tightly to him.

The kiss is messy, full of saliva, tongue, lips, and even teeth, but you don't mind it at all. You actually love it. Every exchanged breath, every touch of your and his flesh, every little sound swallowed by the other… they only fuel your lust for him.

You want to cum. And you want him to cum inside you.

"Rub me, baby…" You trail your lips from his lips, across his cheek, to his ear, where you nip at gently.

"Of… of course… I'll rub y-you… I'll help you c-cum…" He tries to speak between his moans, reaching down to find your clit and starting to rub in circles.

He straightens to have better access to your rosebud, so you let go of his hair and back to play with his chest instead, pinching and rolling his nipples in with your fingers.

"Ah! Hahhh…" Xavier bucks up, slamming into you. His head tilts back while his mouth gasps open. 

His hips move as if operating on automation, and his hand rubs clumsily, still trying his best to pleasure you for you to cum. His free hand desperately finds your thigh and grabs onto it as if it is his last anchor against this tidal wave of pleasure, threatening to wash him away from reality.

You tug on his nipples and clench hard, holding onto his cock. His movement stutters, and Xavier's breath hitches right before he slams into you as deeply as he can.

His thumb presses down on your clit, rubbing hard alongside his almost-inelligible chant of asking you to cum. You jolt, a loud groan escaping your lips. You know you are gonna reach your peak soon.

"Fuck…" Is the last thing Xavier says before something warm spills out inside you, filling you up. At the same time, his fingers pinch your clit hard, finally sending you over the edge.

You convulse, pulsing around him, grabbing his chest hard and digging your nails into his skin. Your quivering core throbs, squeezing him so tightly as if trying to milk him of every last drop of his essence.

Xavier pulls you into his embrace, heaving hard to catch his breath. His tongue pokes out to lick your sweat lazily, and he hums in contentment as he does it.

You run your fingers through his silver hair, enjoying the post-sex afterglow and the feeling of his cock slowly softening inside you. After yesterday, it was a wonder he could get it up for one round, so you will force him to rest after this. You are trying really hard not to clench around him because it might make him hard again.

But it feels so good, and you are really satisfied, holding Xavier in your arms, enveloping him so nicely.

"Done, bunny?"

"Yeah, done. We should clean up and rest. I want all the cuddles you've promised me." He nuzzles before looking up at you with stars in his eyes. You brush his fringes aside, laying a kiss on his sweaty forehead.

"You need a haircut, love."

"No, I don't…" Whines. "You like my hair long like this, don't lie."

"Soon, you won't be able to see anything." You flick his nose.

"Fine, maybe just a little."

"That's my good boy, Xavie…"

FIN.

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The door is flung open as Xavier pushes it hard before tugging you in. Rafayel is pressed up against your left side, still supporting your body as both men try to squeeze through the doorway with you sandwiched between them.

"Let go of her." Xavier scowls a little, his tone harsher than usual.

"You come in first, I'll help her." The artist does not back down, his grip on your arm tightening slightly.

You sigh. You knew dating two people at the same time while they considered each other to be "rivals" of some sort was a bad idea because who even does that? Not normal people, apparently.

You don't exactly consider yourself to be normal anyway, but, oh well…

But, yeah, things happened, and it did not feel fair to pick just one after knowing about everything they went through just for you, so you made a small contract. The men begrudgingly accepted it, and thus, each other for your sake.

They never truly stopped their little rivalry, though, as attempts to kick each other out of your life. You have been trying your best to keep the peace, and it works, sometimes. More often recently, too.

But now, when you are down, tired and injured, these two worried men are fussing over you and bickering with each other without anyone stopping them.

You huff and nudge them back to enter the flat first, leaving them to scramble after you.

The battle was supposed to be handled by you and Xavier, your mission partner. But it took a bit too long, and you were supposed to meet Rafayel after work. When he did not see you turn up, he came looking for you and joined the fight.

There was a bit of bickering between you and your boyfriends, and that is how you ended up injured. Then, you got home in the merman's car while the hunter took the motorbike home, on his own, pouting the whole way.

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.

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You flopped down on the couch, kicking off your shoes and letting out a loud sigh. Xavier collects them and puts them away while Rafayel removes the outer layers of your uniform.

Even though they don't get along well, they know to at least work well together to take care of you when it is necessary.

The silver-haired man comes back with some water for everyone as the purple-haired one props you up to drink.

"You didn't get a lot of sleep last night, too. I told you--"

"Shhh…" Xavier hushes him, giving you the glass.

"Thanks, both of you." You decide to reward them both with a soft peck on the cheek each. At least, they have been helpful despite the obvious distractiveness. "Let's rest first. You two must be tired as well."

They drink their water, and then all three of you crash on the couch. You put your head on Xavier's lap and your legs on Rafayel's while they lean on each other without complaining.

The nap comes easily, and everything is peaceful for a moment.

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You wake up with a soft hiss escaping your lips, and both of them snap out of their little nap. As the adrenaline has worn off, some spots on your body have started to hurt.

Quickly removing more of your clothes, you can find more small cuts and grazes here and there on your skin.

Xavier speeds away to get the medical kit while Rafayel cleans them up with some warm water. You sit there in your underwear, watching your two men run around and speak to each other as if they had not been bickering about who would enter the house first an hour ago.

And something stirs deep inside you.

They are actually communicating and working together, shoulder to shoulder, whispering to each other in hushed voices so as not to disturb you.

They look good like this, if you are being honest. And you are tired of listening to bickers. Maybe it is time for a change in this complicated relationship.

You will do whatever you can to make sure neither of them can fuck it up.

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You have taken a shower and have your wounds disinfected and bandaged. Xavier only got a small cut on his face since his uniform covers his body so well. Rafayel got his bruises iced ("with a kiss for each one, Miss Bodyguard!"), so everyone has been taken care of.

After a takeaway dinner since no one was in the mood to cook, you tug them both to bed for cuddles. As usual, you take the spot in the middle, but this time, you make sure the two men can get a clear view of each other instead of just your hair.

Then you focus on playing with their hands while they watch. Everyone, everything is quiet except for the sounds of breathing and fabric rustling.

Xavier lands a few gentle kisses on your neck, nuzzling against your hair. You carefully raise your gaze to check Rafayel's expression, but to your surprise, he looks relaxed with his cheek pressed to the pillow and his fingers twirling some locks of your hair.

You chuckle to yourself and press their hands together, which causes no reaction from them until the hunter notices it and nips at your ear.

"What are you doing, starlight?"

"Just… playing. Your hands are pretty." You pretend not to notice his tone, intertwining their fingers and bringing them closer to your face.

Rafayel says nothing, only tugs his hand back and pinches your cheek. You huff and scowl at him, which earns you a smirk back right before he kisses your pouty lips.

Next to your ear, you can hear your silver-haired lover's sharp exhale. His hand squeezes your waist halfway through your and Rafayel's kiss, and once you pull back, his pouty lips are in front of your eyes.

"I want some, too."

At the sight of his poor puppy dog eyes, you give in and give him a sweet kiss as well.

"Now that's more like it." He sighs, nuzzling your nose before loosening his grip on you.

The dim light of the room and the comforting sensation of being in bed, cuddling with your two most loved people in the world, make you feel sleepy. Were this another day when you are not exhausted from fighting, something else might happen.

But now, all you want to do is sleep.

And that is what you do, sinking deeper into their embrace and letting yourself into your own dreamland.

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You wake up naturally when the sunlight hits your eyes. Somehow, in your sleep, you have slipped down a little lower on the bed, which is why you are facing Xavier's stomach.

You quietly sit up and look down at your boyfriends, who have unconsciously snuggled closer together, with Rafayel's face almost buried in the hunter's neck.

Strange scene, but pleasant to look at.

You pet their hair, and they snuggle even closer.

Satisfied with that, you leave to go freshen up. It only takes about five minutes before you hear someone grumbling and huffing in the bedroom, with the sound of a body hitting the floor with a thud.

You open the door and peek out. Rafayel is on the floor, and his face and ears are both as red as they can be while he stammers a few curses and tries to escape from the blanket, which has fallen down the bed with him.

At the same time, Xavier seems calm. But you take a closer look and realise his ears are burning too. The colour almost matches that on the merman's skin.

"I thought you were her." The hunter quickly explains, and you have to hold back a laugh.

"You were about to kiss me!"

The artist throws the blanket back on the bed and turns to you with a deep frown, eyes begging. Begging for what? You have no idea. But you leave the bathroom to join them regardless.

You help your purple-haired boyfriend up from the floor as Xavier watches. And to be frank, you have no idea what you should say to them in this situation, so you just push a flustered artist out of the room and ask him to make some breakfast.

When you come back to Xavier, he has already got up from the bed, trying to smooth his hair down. His blush darkens at your gaze, and he hastily strides into the bathroom with the excuse of cleaning his face.

You nod and come to the kitchen to assist Rafayel.

The tension is already thick this early in the morning. You keep glancing at him to check his expressions. Xavier stumbles into the kitchen later, standing between you and Rafayel and leaning over the stove to check what breakfast is.

You pretend to drop a spoon. As you bend down to grab it, you nudge him a little with your hips so the hunter's body crashes against the artist.

However, with his good reflexes, Xavier does not stumble as hard as you are expecting him to. When you look up, a pair of blue eyes and another of pink-blue ones are staring dead at you. You laugh awkwardly and raise the spoon.

"My bad. I uh… dropped this."

"The pan almost fell off the stove, cutie," Rafayel grumbles, yet not forgetting to add the pet name. His cheeks are faintly pink, matching Xavier's eartips again,

But you can see the way his eyes twinkle in amusement as you hastily wash the spoon and put it away. On the other hand, Xavier's gaze is sharp and calculating, glancing at the spot where you dropped the spoon and then back at Rafayel.

"Just be careful in the kitchen." He cradles your head with his hand and kisses your forehead.

"And do you know who you are to say that to her?" The artist tuts, grumbling about his burnt seafood when they first moved in together. He made a promise to never let Xavier live that down, and he sure keeps his word.

"Ahem… so, what's the plan for today? Xavier and I have today off because of yesterday's battle, and… I guess you don't have anything to do either since Thomas hasn't pestered you." You grin at them.

"You are recovering." The hunter quietly reminds you.

"That's right. No going out for you until the bandages can come off." You pout at the sight of the merman's narrowed eyes as he tuts.

"Can we have a date home at least? I promise not to overexert myself."

They look at you for a moment before nodding.

"Then I think I'll make some more food, and we can have a small picnic at home." Rafayel glances at the pan. "We can have a small breakfast for now, though."

The three of you end up eating the few pancakes Rafayel managed to whip up before they usher you to the couch while they work together in the kitchen.

You occasionally peer in, watching them try to make food and bicker slightly, without any noticeable heat. However, you can see how their gazes linger after every time they argue about food, or how their cheeks and ears maintain their pinkish hue the whole time they spend together in the kitchen.

They eventually settle for some easier food and order the rest so they can spend time with you.

.

.

.

"Starlight, have some ice cream. I got you your favourite." Xavier holds out the bowl and a spoonful of icy sweetness to you.

"Cutie, this éclair is better. Have one." Rafayel grins, holding up the pastry as well.

You sigh in annoyance. You have been eating nonstop while these two keep trying to feed you.

"That's it. You two need to stop." You point at them. "I'm so full I'm about to burst here. Feed each other!"

You scowl, grabbing their arms and pulling them forward. A series of protests reach your ears, but they do not sway you. If anything, you are now more determined to make them feed each other.

"Go." You cross your arms. "Rafayel, do it. Feed him."

The purple-haired artist glances back and forth between you and Xavier, eyes pleading. But the moment he meets your harsh stare, he gulps and raises the éclair to Xavier's lips.

Looking flustered, Xavier leans closer and eats the éclair in two bites, quickly swallowing afterwards.

"Now, back to him." You make a gesture with your head, telling the silver-haired man to feed your other boyfriend.

Xavier hesitates for a moment, but then he eventually does it, knowing he has no choice. He feeds the artist a spoonful of ice cream, and Rafayel eats it, licking his lips, without complaining a word.

"Good boys." You grin and praise, watching them put the food back on the coffee table. Then you snuggle between them, enjoying the show on the TV. However, what you don't see is your two boyfriends exchanging looks over your head.

Before you even realise it, they press their bodies flush against yours, catching you off guard.

"What are you two…?"

Rafayel, practically rubbing himself against your body, stares at you intensely.

"Do you think we haven't noticed what you are trying to do?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Despite your strong words, your face starts to burn hot.

"Love, you are not exactly subtle." Xavier peers into your eyes with his blues, smiling a little.

"Cutie, you have been trying to set us up." Rafayel chimes in immediately, shoving his way into your line of vision.

You swallow. Of course they would catch up on what you are trying to do. After all, they are both incredibly clever, and they know you so, so well.

You sigh, giving in and nodding, confirming what your beloved artist just said. The air is silent now as they watch you closely, waiting to see if you will say anything.

"I'm sorry. I mean… we've been together for a while now, and it's not hard to notice how you two act around each other, whether with or without me."

The fatigue from yesterday is still affecting you, and you simply don't want to drag this out further.

"Can we talk about this, please?"

This is not how you wanted, nor planned, your day off would go. But you cannot back out of this now.

Your silver-haired lover turns the TV off.

"Alright. Whatever you say goes."

You reach out to grab their hands and bring them into a three-way handholding. Rafayel seems startled, but his hand remains in its place. Xavier's eartips are red again.

"I know you two have gotten along very well. But… something has changed recently. And I'm not saying it's for the worse…"

Their hands twitch in yours and each other's, but they keep quiet to let you finish sharing your thoughts.

"What I mean is that," You sigh. "I want you two to put aside your little rivalry and just feel a little. About us, together, all three of us."

"That is a very… specific instruction, cutie."

"Okay, let's make it easier. We'll cuddle while you do it, no distractions. And you two, don't even think about bickering this time, alright?" You huff, and they agree.

Xavier closes the curtain, letting the dim yellow light from the lamp fill up the room before returning to your side. You lean against Rafayel so that Xavier can settle down between your legs, partially on top of you and laying his head on your chest.

You pet the fluffy silver hair, feeling the artist's nose nuzzling your neck. Your hunter boyfriend reaches up to check your injuries from yesterday with great care and tenderness, warm fingers caressing your cheek where a small cut lies.

"Are you still in any pain?" He whispers, and you shake your head. Rafayel asks if you feel sore at all from behind you. You slowly nod, but confirm it is not too bad.

Xavier sighs, cupping your cheek to give you a comforting kiss, and you happily reciprocate him. When he starts to pull away, you put a hand on the back of his head to keep him still.

From the left side of your head, you can hear the merman's breath hitching, followed by a needy huff. So, he takes the initiative and buries his face in your neck, taking in your scent.

Not wanting to neglect the poor fishie, you guide Xavier's face to the right side of your neck while turning your head to give Rafayel some kisses, too. He eagerly accepts it, raising his hand to cup your cheek and pulling you closer into his waiting lips.

Somehow, the planned cuddle session turns slightly heated, and you would be lying if you said you didn't enjoy this. Xavier slowly moves from your neck to your jawline, trying to steal your warmth back from Rafayel.

The three-way kiss turns messy, as you predicted. But you let it happen before slowly backing away, letting them keep going in front of you until they are out of breath and pull away.

They look startled for a short moment, glancing back at you, panting hard with their faces and ears blushing red. If you tilt your head a little, you can still see the glistening traces of their saliva on each other's lips.

So you quickly lean forward and lick their lips, tasting both your boyfriends on one another. Their eyes widen, and Xavier takes the first step to pull you back into a kiss.

Proximity breeds affection - that is what you believe in. And if you look at your two favourite men now, you realise their little acts of jealousy recently have mostly been habits. Or even a show they put on to hide the fact that they also like each other as well.

From how they don't mind the way their hands brush against each other's or how their legs get tangled together when cuddling with you, to the shared kisses and hot breaths exchanged when everyone is too out of their own mind to care about it during the threesomes.

You want to remind them, to open their eyes to this realisation, that they can love you together while developing feelings for each other, too. Leaving the hunter's kissed lips, you give your attention to the artist before telling them to try it with one another.

From hesitating to giving in, your two boyfriends slowly melt in each other's embrace, giving you the freedom to undress them. They part once their air runs out, staring at the other for a moment before turning to you, seeing your mischievous grin.

"You sly fox." Xavier huffs, tugging on the hem of your shirt.

"It'll take some more time, but I think you two finally realise something now." You laugh softly, cupping their faces.

Rafayel pouts and playfully bites your hand, not breaking eye contact.

"It's a bit cramped here… do you two want to take this to the bedroom?" You ask sweetly.

The artist nods first, and the hunter follows suit. So you lead them into the bedroom, clothes slowly shed on the way there.

When all three of you are on the bed, you and Xavier are only in your underwear, while Rafayel still has his sweatpants on. Yet, he immediately gets on top of you while the other tugs your flush against his chest.

"Just take it slow today, yeah, cutie? No rough playing."

You roll your eyes. But it is okay. He never said anything about the two of them not doing it.

"Well then, I wouldn't mind resting and watching." That earns you two pairs of wide eyes staring at you. "I'll join in just for the minimum. You might even get rewarded if you can keep me entertained for my day off."

Your soft laughter fills the room before it quiets down when your two beloveds start their little "show" for you. The room is soon filled with huffs and moans, plus their occasional questions asking if you are enjoying it.

They don't forget to attend to you, either, pleasuring you when you allow them to take breaks from being overstimulated. After all, what good are their mouths and hands if not to be used on you?

But you stick to your word, not overexerting yourself so your body can rest and recover. After all, you want to regain your strength quickly to play with them after this little shift in the relationship.

FIN.

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NEED

Xavier's activator is broken.

You and he discover this in the middle of a long undercover mission to crack down on a highly violent Praedator gang in one of the worst parts of the city.

There is no surgeon or available activator that can be found here. And being surrounded by so many agitated and aggressive Praedators is not good for Xavier.

He went into the frenzy state twice after arriving here, but you could easily calm him down using his activator. However, a fight broke out recently, and he got caught in the mess.

When you treated his wounds and bruises, you did not think much about the damage that might have been inflicted on the tech on his lower back. You only iced the bruise until it stopped being sore.

But a few days ago, he said it was hurting, and you literally had to cut through a small layer of his flesh to retrieve some broken pieces of the activators. Xavier had to stay a whole day in bed after that, curling up and staying still on the rock-hard mattress to avoid more pain from flaring up.

You two don't have a lot of painkillers, and so he only used some when the pain got too bad. And you have to use a damp rag to wipe his sweaty body so he can feel more comfortable while fighting off the pain.

He is mostly okay now, barely feeling pain anymore, but there is still no access to any help for implanting a new one or getting the rest of the tech out. At least it has stopped hurting.

Yet, if he goes into a frenzy now, you will have very few ways to control him. Xavier has gone out to find as many restraining tools as he can. All the strongest tapes, more handcuffs, chains, ropes.

Your heart aches whenever he comes home and drops them off on the bed while looking at you with guilt in his eyes. All you can do is reassure him that it was not his fault, and that you don't mind restraining him if he goes into a frenzy.

"It'll be hard for me to get out of the frenzy state." He mutters, settling down between your legs and laying his head on your chest.

You hum, patting his messy hair down.

"I mean, at least it's not impossible. I just have to tire you out, and it'll go down when you're unconscious, right?"

"And how would you do that if I'm chained up?" He raises an eyebrow.

You bite your lip. You cannot keep up with him when he is normal like this, much less when he is in a frenzy. Praedators are way stronger and faster than humans.

Xavier nuzzles your neck, kissing gently.

"I can think of a way, if you're willing to try it when I lose control."

"Tell me."

"You know how tired we can get after having sex, yeah?"

Your eyes widen. Xavier starts talking about his crazy plan.

But at the end of the day, a solution is better than none. But you still hope you and Xavier can make it to the end of the mission without any incident.

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When have you and Xavier ever gone through anything without some "small" hiccups? Never! That's right.

You and he get separated when you two are lurking around to gather some information from some Praedators and get seen by them.

Xavier shoves you into a dark, small corner filled with trash, which masks your human scent, while he distracts them by running in a different direction.

Luckily, they do not see you, and you slam into a few relatively clean foam pieces instead of actual dirty trash. Normally, you would be unhappy and plan your revenge on him, but since he is without an activator…

You rush to the highest place you can access and try to find him. After hours of trying to track him down without any result, you decide to head home in case he has made it back before you.

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Xavier is not home, unfortunately.

Tired and filthy from being shoved into that corner earlier, you hop into the bathroom for a five-minute shower before gearing up again to get back out to find him.

But just as you open the door, an unsteady Xavier falls into your arms, and you immediately pull him in to slam the door shut, locking it right after.

The sound of his breathing is harsh in your ear, and his body is trembling slightly. There are some scratches on his body, and when you take his mask down, you can see how wild his expression is.

His pupils are dilating, and his body temperature is warmer than usual.

"You're about to enter a frenzy." You quickly check his body for worse injuries, but luckily, most of them are just shallow scratches and cuts.

"You… have to… restrain me…" His body shakes with how much he is trying to control himself. "Remember… our… agreement… aghh…"

Xavier pounces on you, but still tries to hold himself back. He bites his own hand, the other one grabbing your waist tightly.

"Let go, bunny, or you'll bleed." You carefully tug his hand away from his teeth. "I'll tie you up."

He nods slightly, restraining himself as he drags himself over to sit on the bed so you can cuff him to the bedpost, which he has recently fixed so it can stand strong against a Praedator's strength. He even carved it specifically in a way that will let you tie his arms high up, which means it will be more difficult for him to break free.

"More… not enough to… hold me back…" Xavier groans, his arms straining from the force of him trying to keep himself under control.

You add the rope, looping it around his wrists until you are sure he will not be able to break out of his restraint. Especially not in this awkward position.

Xavier surges forward, trying to bite you and failing. He is close to giving in to the frenzy completely.

You rush to the other side of the bed. Inside the nightstand, there is a small bag filled with some stuff you can use to tire him out.

It is super easy to find various types of cheap sex toys around these parts of the city. Praedators love having fun when they are not hunting down humans and wreaking havoc, and it did not take you long to fill this bag.

But you could not find any activator, yeah.

You mutter a curse, but drag the bag over to where Xavier is struggling and snarling wildly.

"Let me go…" He pants, looking up at you with dark eyes. You can see a hint of obsession and lust in them. "Let me… bite you, and we can be together… forever…"

"That is the frenzy talking." You sigh, trying to decide what to use on him.

There is another obstacle, though. His clothes.

To blend in, you and he have gotten some pretty edgy outfits with barely any coverage. But still, taking his pants off will require a lot of effort, seeing how he keeps snapping his teeth at you like an angry hamster.

But it is not like you have not got his permission. Might as well have some fun while tiring him out. And Xavier was even giddy when he talked you through his crazy plan and arrangement. It was almost like he was looking forward to it a little, but it might have been a hallucination on your part.

You pull out a crop and lift his chin up.

"You already agreed to this, bunny. Be prepared."

Xavier only smirks back at you and lowers his face to bite the flat of the crop before looking up at you again with a spark of defiance in his eyes and chuckling softly.

"I knew you would enjoy this… my dear Captain." He then proceeds to nibble around the edge, leaning forward as if he could get closer to you.

You pull it back. You don't know if you have it in you to use it on him.

Well, he did say you could tease him with it and not necessarily have to hit him. Or, well, you can always push it into his mouth to prevent being bitten, which might not be necessary because you already prepared for that.

Your grip tightens around the handle.

You trail the crop down to his chest, tapping gently on his left nipple, which is exposed in his Praedator clothes. Xavier groans, eyes dark, as he tugs on the restraint.

"Teasing me? Agh… or will you go further, Captain?" He pants as you flick his nipple with the edge of the crop.

You tut to yourself. You almost forgot how much he talks in the frenzy state. And you need to be bolder very quickly. Otherwise, you and he will spend the rest of the day pushing back and forth like this.

But first…

You pat his nipple harder with the flat of the crop, making him cry out, and then you grab the clean cloth you have prepared.

The cloth is crumbled up and pushed into his mouth before he closes it. No more biting for your angry hamster.

"Hmphhh!" His eyes widen, and he thrashes harder in his restraint.

You rummage through the bags and pull out some toys you think you can use to make him exhausted quickly. Then, you come closer and strip his pants off.

Xavier stops struggling and leans forward, sniffing your neck as you get into his personal space to remove his pants.

He closes his eyes, looking actually contented when his nose touches the skin on your neck. You are sure that if he were not gagged, he would be leaving a big bite mark on it now.

You try to ignore his hot breath and pull his pants and underwear off, leaving him in just the upper half of his outfit, which you will not be able to remove while his arms are still tied.

His cock is not hard yet, but it is not exactly flaccid either.

Xavier growls lowly from the back of his throat, but the sounds come out muffled because of the cloth in his mouth.

"I'm sorry, bunny, but you agreed to this. Well, you proposed this when you were still in your right mind."

You take him into your hand, stroking him gently. Xavier's body writhes ever so slightly, but he is not thrusting. You stroke faster, squeezing him occasionally.

His pupils dilate as he huffs through the makeshift gag in his mouth. His chest moves up and down with each heavy breath.

You reach up with your free hand and pinch his nipple, rolling it between your fingers, stimulating him in his two most sensitive spots at the same time.

Xavier groans and struggles again, but his hips have started thrusting slightly into your hand. Small beads of his arousal are leaking from the tip. His face and ears are blushing red, and his arms strain even more so that now you can see the veins on them.

His hips buck up while his legs subconsciously spread out further. You grin and slap the head of his cock, feeling more and more comfortable playing with him.

After all, you need to wear him out so he will exit the frenzy state.

Your boyfriend and subordinate growls. His arms pull on the restraint, but his hips never stop moving against your hand, pumping hard and desperately.

He wants to cum, of course. But edging him will make him tired more quickly.

And you do want to disinfect those cuts.

So you let go of his length, clean your hand well, and prepare the toys. A bunch of small vibrators are stuck to his cock and inner thighs with medical tape. Then you put a pair of nipple clamps on him before turning all the toys on.

You only turn them to some medium levels, and Xavier is already thrashing around. His eyes follow you around like hawks when you come back with a small medical kit, trying your best to ignore the warm, wet feeling in your core.

How can you not get aroused when he is looking like this?

But there are more urgent matters at hand, and you start trying to clean the cuts and scratches up while Xavier is still kept busy by the toys.

"It's okay, I'll just take care of your injuries." You reassure him and reach for his arms, which are still tied up high on the bedpost, after standing up on the mattress.

Your body is pressing lightly against his restrained one, and you can tell how much he is trembling from the stimulation. Xavier's head turns so he can look at you as you treat his wound.

However, he does not seem aggressive. Instead, he moves his head a little and rubs his nose right at your crotch.

"XAVIER!"

Xavier moans. His hips are thrusting into the air, and his cock is leaking a lot more precum. Half-lidded eyes find you, but he cannot say anything because of the cloth in his mouth.

His nose twitches. That is how you know he smelt your arousal and is craving it. But you cannot risk that mouth anywhere near your body, much less…

You take a deep breath. There are more urgent matters, yes. Taking a step closer to him, you continue to disinfect the small injuries on his arms while Xavier presses his face to your crotch again, nuzzling and sniffing mindlessly.

You pet his head when you are done disinfecting every wound you can find on his body. Though your wandering hands while searching definitely have contributed to how much needier he has got.

Xavier's body writhes even more. His eyes water and look at you, begging for release.

"Oh right! I forgot I only put them on medium. Sorry, bunny." You raise the levels of all the toys to max, and Xavier almost lunges forward from the sharp increased stimulation.

The cuff and rope hold him back, and he starts convulsing. You sit down on the bed, ready to assist in case anything happens.

However, only a stream of translucent liquid spills out from his tip, coating some of the toys. Your boyfriend twitches in his restraint, groaning and moaning nonstop behind the gag.

You turn the toys off, watching him closely. When you see that he has some difficulty breathing, you quickly pull the cloth out.

"Captain… hahhh… you are… so… cruel…" He croaks, panting harshly.

"I need to wear you out. This is your plan. And it will only get worse, so be prepared, bunny." You wave the remote and a bigger vibrator in front of him.

His eyes narrow at you.

"At least… if you wanna wear me out… do it yourself… stop with these stupid toys…" He snaps.

Right, he was sniffing your pussy earlier through your pants. He might be acting on Praedator's primal instincts, but he still wants to eat you out for sure. That is something you know he certainly cannot let go.

But this is not about you. You still have to take care of him, and you can always have sex with him later when he is back to his normal self.

You turn the toys back on, straight to max levels.

Xavier jolts, crying out from the overstimulation. He has barely calmed down from his first orgasm and already gets stimulated again.

The bed creaks and shakes under his body, yet the bedpost still stands strong. You also turn on the big vibrator in your hand and hold it to the head of his cock.

Xavier screams.

It does not take him long to cum again. But this time, only some precum leaks from his tip. A dry one, but it still helps tire him out.

You turn off all of them, and Xavier manages to catch just two gulps of air before you turn everything back up to max again.

Overstimulated, he thrashes even harder, pulling on the restraint while curses escape his lips. Nothing at you, however. And when all his effort to escape fails, he starts pleading you to have mercy on him, stammering through all the pleasure he is forced to receive.

"C-Captain… please… ARGH! C-Cap-Captain… no more… I c-can't take… hahh! Arghh… FUCK!" Drool escapes from the corner of his mouth as he begs.

He jerks up off the bed, crashing down while convulsing violently, orgasming. You swallow thickly, taking the big vibrator away as he sobs and writhes on the dirty, soaked sheet, trying to curl up despite the awkward position.

But yet, he has not got out of this frenzy, just close. Almost.

You boldly approach him and take the nipple clamps away so he will not accidentally hurt himself while being so out of it.

He does not even attempt to bite you, so your plan (which is technically also his) is working. Just a bit more to knock him out and see if he gets back to normal after waking up.

"Captain… please…" He turns to face you, eyes teary and way too bright. But as long as he still calls you that, you are certain he is still in a frenzy.

"No." You shut him up with one word before comforting him again. "I promise I'll take care of you. I just need you to pass out."

You know as much as he whines now, he will be grateful for this in the morning. So you cannot hold back now. You need to keep going.

Stepping closer to Xavier, but not within reach so he cannot bite you, you can see how red and twitchy his cock is. However, it has not gone down, still half hard and leaking a little.

After being stimulated by vibrators for so long, he must be used to the sensation now, which means they will not work well anymore. So you quickly remove them and get ready to use your own hands again.

Xavier whimpers now, not having enough strength to say anything snarky or growl at you anymore. His face is stained with tears and drool, but he does not have the strength to care about that at all.

But still, you put a hand on his neck, just enough to keep him in his place without cutting his air off, while wrapping the other around his throbbing length.

Your right hand moves up and down, squeezing, teasing, and your thumb sometimes swipes across the tip. He jolts, body trembling uncontrollably.

You speed up, and once he seems occupied enough with every whine and gasp that his mouth makes, you remove the hand on his neck to play with his balls.

"C-Captain… t-too much… ahhh… hahh… I can't t-take it…" He whimpers, arching and shuddering.

"Not good enough, bunny. I'm sorry." You slap his cock hard, and his eyes roll back while his hips thrust weakly, yet not stopping at all.

He is still conscious. You realise that when you see dazed blue eyes look back at you once more.

You grab him roughly and squeeze, jerking it up and down with your right hand while your left one opens flat to rub on the tip with your palm.

He chokes on a cry, kicking his feet, but neither of them manages to hit you. So you keep on going, even bending down to bite at his nipple once since both your hands are busy.

With some last effort, Xavier cums again. This time he actually shoots out some semen after two dry orgasms. His eyes roll back, showing the whites before the lids close shut.

His body still gives a few jerks and twitches here and there, but he seems to have passed out for real after four orgasms back to back with barely any time to rest and a lot of edging (not to mention the hours-long chase with those rogue Praedators).

You poke him a few times and even hold a vibrator to his cock to test him. But all he does is whimper softly in the back of his throat as his used manhood twitches involuntarily.

Finally sure that he is out cold, you uncuff and untie him from the bedpost to remove the rest of his clothes. You still have to cuff his hands together afterwards, but in a better position to let him rest. Then, you wipe him clean and pull the blanket up.

You will need to sleep on the couch today because you are still not sure if he will wake up as your sweet Xavier or your obsessed, slightly insane Praedator subordinate, and sleeping in the same bed with him is risky.

Leaving a kiss on his forehead, you prepare yourself a blanket and a pillow on the couch. Tonight will be a long night.

FIN.

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You have not been able to sleep well for a week now. Xavier has been away for about the same amount of time, and you are willing to bet that it is the reason why.

You are not used to sleeping on your own.

Not to mention this weird schedule and unpleasant weather. Normally, you can just come to him and ask for cuddles, and you will fall asleep in a matter of minutes. There is something about Xavier that is really comforting and nice, something you cannot really give yourself.

You miss him. And you want him to come home.

But according to his last message, the mission will take a few more days, and as much as you want him to come home, you don't want to worry him.

So you only told him to stay safe.

Dinner has arrived. Since it is only you at home, you don't really bother to cook. Ordering in is faster because you don't even want to clean up.

It feels lonely, but you don't want to bother Xavier. If anything, you hope he will focus and finish the mission faster so he can come home to you. You can send him a goodnight text later.

You sit down at the dining table, your own fluffy tail wrapped around your middle for some comfort as you start to eat. But you only manage to take one bite when you receive a message from Xavier.

"I miss U 🥺"

You roll your eyes at the emoji, but your tail starts to swish back and forth, reacting to your real feelings upon seeing his message.

"Come home then 😉"

"I'm not done here yet but soon"

He attaches a GIF of a bunny lying on its back under the message.

But before you can send a reply, Xavier sends you two more texts.

"Remember to eat and sleep"

"I love U"

This brings a small smile to your lips, and you send him a "I love you" back. Oh well, you can definitely eat as he asked you to. But sleep, on the other hand…

You sigh and start eating. Maybe you can try a few more methods to make yourself sleep better later. At least tomorrow is your day off.

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You have been tossing and turning in the bed for…

Actually, you don't even know. Your phone has been turned off and charged after you wished Xavier good night and received a similar text in return.

You huff, grabbing the Lumiere plushie, putting half of your body on it. Your fox tail lazily thumps a few times on the bed before wrapping itself around your own leg.

Normally, your tail would be wrapping around his waist, teasing his little bunny tail until Xavier gets all whiny about it. Sometimes, when he spoons you from behind, you would put it between you and him, then Xavier would wake up with a mouthful of fur and pout about it for a whole morning afterwards.

But now you don't even know where to put your tail. And that is also a problem because it keeps distracting you from falling asleep.

Imagine being sabotaged by your own body.

You grumble. You really need to find a solution to your insomnia before Xavier comes home and finds you with dark eye bags, a bad attitude, and even worse health.

Irritated, you resort to the last option - shifting. You tried it once a few days ago, and it did not work. But you want to try it again. Maybe this time will be different.

So you shift, letting your body change, becoming smaller and fluffier, until you are in your fox form. Xavier always jokes about not wanting to shift into his bunny form because he does not want to be eaten by the big bad fox.

But you are sure a bite or two would not hurt. Much. He just looks so cute and soft as a bunny.

As a fox, your sense of smell is keener, and you can already detect Xavier's faint scent left on the bed, his pillow, and the shared blanket. It feels calming, but it also makes you miss him even more.

You bury your nose into his pillow, the Lumiere plushie now forgotten at the edge of the bed. Your tail curls around your body more comfortably now than when you were in your human form. It feels warm and comforting, and not as distracting now.

Your brain is tired. Absolutely exhausted from the last few days of getting barely any sleep. But even as you put half of your face under Xavier's pillow, it still will not come to you. It is frustrating, and you want nothing more than to teleport to his side and hug him to finally be able to sleep.

You want to cry. You miss him so much, and this fatigue is wearing you down. Letting out a soft whine, you curl up even more tightly. Foxes don't cry tears, so in this form, all you can do is make some whiny sounds.

But as the night drags on, you drift off when your body cannot take it anymore. You literally pass out from being too tired, and when you wake up, it is already almost noon.

Groggy, you transform back to your human form and check your phone. Xavier texted you when it was early in the morning, just to inform you that he would be busy the whole day and would not be able to answer your calls or messages.

You frown, eyes narrowing as you feel a headache coming. Your body might have gotten some "sleep", but it was not the good kind at all. If anything, you feel even worse now despite having some clearer thoughts in your mind.

So you stumble into the kitchen to get some food before taking some painkillers. Oh well, you can go a whole day without talking to Xavier, right?

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You float around for the day, doing the minimum of the housework, ordering food and trying to eat said food, and then taking care of your ears and tail a little. The fur on them is absolutely awful, and last night did not help at all.

So when you feel better, you spend some time brushing them. Usually, Xavier is the one to do it after you and he moved in together, and you take care of his in return.

You huff. You want to grab that little fluffy ball behind his back and squeeze it until Xavier is blushing red and whining to you.

The headache has ceased after taking the pills, and you feel much better now, especially since you technically got some sleep last night. It is too late to ask your friends to hang out with you, but being alone at home…

You sigh and tend to his plants a little before spending the rest of the day trying to relax so you might be able to get some sleep again tonight.

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Nightfall again, and you get ready for bed. You have randomly grabbed one of his shirts, a big, comfy one that smells fresh of detergent, which is what Xavier normally smells like. Well, it is missing his natural scent, but it will do.

The whole day has passed by without any contact with Xavier except for his messages, which were sent when you were still asleep early in the morning. Still, you decide to send him something, hoping he has some free time now.

So you ask him how his mission went today and tell him to get a good night's sleep. But as you wait on the bed, hugging the Lumiere plushie, no answer comes.

Pouting to yourself, you turn off your phone and get ready to wrestle with your brain for some rest. It is still early, but you know very well it will take hours of struggling for you to feel sleepy.

You wonder what he is doing now and if he has been getting enough sleep and food. It was weird enough for Xavier to get such a long mission, even weirder that he hasn't finished it. Usually, Xavier would finish his missions way ahead of the deadlines.

Burying your face into his pillow once more, you wish he would appear in the bedroom right now. And tomorrow is Sunday. If he were here now, you would get to spend time with him without work interrupting you two.

Your fox tail swishes back and forth as you think about that. However, reality hits you quickly when you remember that your bunny is off in another city, and you are alone in this bed. Covering your ears, you close your eyes and start to try to sleep.

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You think you are hallucinating when the bed dips next to your legs. After all, you have been super fatigued from sleep deprivation. So you hug Lumiere more tightly and nuzzle his pillow, trying to calm yourself down.

But then, a deep, rich voice reaches your ears, chuckling softly as if it were just another breeze of a summer day.

"Are you going to greet me? I know you're not sleeping, starlight."

You immediately throw the blanket off, sitting up and staring at him. Xavier laughs quietly, gently grabbing your arm and waist to pull you against his body.

"You can just say… 'Hi, bunny, you are home early.' You know?"

His ears twitch as he leans closer to your face.

"And a kiss would be appreciated."

"Xavier…" You breathe out his name and wrap your arms around him, burying your face in the crook of his neck. "You're home."

Xavier hugs you back, his arms tightening around you as he nuzzles your hair. At the same time, your tail finds itself around his body, wrapping around him and teasing his little tail.

He chuckles, reaching one hand behind his back to catch your tail.

"So naughty already. You're that eager, my love?"

"You know I missed you, dumb bunny." You scowl, yet your hands linger on his arm and back.

Xavier pouts, his ears drooping.

"I did try my best to finish it early to come home. I spent the whole day wrapping it up and teleporting back."

You sigh, knowing you cannot get mad at him for teasing you. After all, you and he both missed each other, and he has been trying so hard. And you are used to his antics by now.

"I know, bunny." You kiss his cheek, petting his ears and watching them perk up. "Welcome home, love."

Xavier hugs you again, squeezing you in his arms as if trying to merge into one with you. You giggle into his ear, cupping his face and turning it toward you so you can give him a kiss.

He melts into it, kissing you back fervently. You bite down on his lower lip, sucking on it a little. However, Xavier only lifts you up and spins you gently, pulling away.

"You need to sleep." He makes a fake serious expression.

"I missed you, though." You pout.

"Yes, but your eye bags are enough to get you into the panda enclosure to be with those fluffy things." He says softly, landing two kisses on your eyes.

You open your mouth, wanting to argue, but Xavier keeps going.

"I promise I'll make it up to you once you have enough sleep. Deal?"

You sigh, knowing how stubborn he is. Normally, you would be, too, but you also know your health has been deteriorating. Plus, his body against yours feels so warm, so comfy right now…

You yawn.

Xavier laughs, putting you back down on the bed, eyeing his shirt on you.

"Wait for me, alright?"

Then he proceeds to change out of his work clothes, picking something loose and soft to wear to sleep. Before too long, he joins you on the bed, (not) subtly kicking your Lumiere plushie away, and then tugging you back into his arms.

"There… so much better now." He hums, nuzzling against your cheek. "I've been dreaming of this moment for days…"

You kiss his nose, watching it twitch as if he is in his rabbit form.

"Me too. I was waiting every second for you to come home."

His eyes twinkle, and his ears twitch again. You reach up to rub them, causing him to purr and knock his nose against your cheek. And since he is purring, you cannot help but join him, letting quiet rumbling sounds erupt from your chest.

"My bunny…" You whisper.

"Yes, your bunny… and you're my cute, mischievous little fox." He says sweetly, before opening his eyes and smiling at you.

"I'm not that short. Also, that is just a mouthful."

"Maybe. But you are cute to me regardless." His ears twitch again. "And… if you sleep now, I promise to get a mouthful of something el--"

You press your hands to his mouth, silencing him. Xavier's eyes curve into crescents, showing you how amused he is.

"Naughty bunny." You tut without any real heat.

Your partner chuckles, gently catching your hands and lowering them down, holding them in his under the blanket.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing you. But you really need to rest. And we'll have a whole day tomorrow for ourselves. I especially tried to finish my mission early today so we can still have a day off together."

You laugh, giving him a quick kiss just as he finishes his sentence, to his bewilderment. His bunny ears flatten against his head as he tries to figure out why you are laughing.

"Starlight… did I say something embarrassing again?" He pouts, looking incredibly pitiful.

"No, no, baby…" You give him a smooch on his nose once more. "I was literally hoping for the same thing. And then you came home."

"Oh…" He pouts, but looks more silly than pitiful now. Suddenly, his ears perk up again. "So you were wishing I was home, and then I actually showed up?"

"Well, yeah. I actually wished every night, but it only worked today."

He pouts, blinking at you with big, bright blue eyes.

"And I was wishing to go home to you everyday."

You caress his cheek, kissing his forehead. Xavier sighs softly, nuzzling his lips against your neck. His breath is hot, lingering on your skin, making you shiver and curl up more tightly against him.

"You couldn't sleep well?" He looks up again, his ears straightened.

You shake your head, confirming it. Xavier pats and rubs your flicking fox ears, making you relax instantly. Not only does he have a big effect on you, but your ears, just like his, are very sensitive.

"Sleepy yet, starlight?" He hums.

"A little."

"Just a little?"

You nod. You feel bad because you thought him coming home and holding you would solve your little insomniac problem, but you still cannot fall asleep.

You whine and bury your face in his neck. Xavier exhales, patting your back, trying to comfort you. His sleeping schedule has been greatly messed up due to the mission, too, but he will not sleep until you are able to.

The fluffy fox tail somehow finds its way to his hand, trying to cling to it. Xavier chuckles, patting the fiery orange-red fur, hoping it will get you to sleep.

It does not.

"Are you gonna be stubborn still?" He lowers his gaze and pulls you closer. "Is this still not enough?"

"I'm sorry, bunny… I don't know what's wrong with me…" You whisper, frowning.

"Maybe… you just need something stronger." He smooths out the creases between your eyebrows.

Before you can ask what he means by that, Xavier tilts his head, letting his left ear touch your cheek. You sigh, closing your eyes and feeling the fluffy fur on your skin.

The weight next to you suddenly disappears, and you open your eyes to find a fluffy rabbit where Xavier was lying.

"Sneaky little bunny." You scoop him into your arms, pushing his clothes to the floor. Xavier's nose and ears twitch as he loafs in your arm. "But you are so tiny now."

Xavier looks up with a scowl. You laugh softly, petting his little head.

"Yeahhh, tiny little shit." And he makes some squeaking sounds. "Stay down, bunny. Just let me…"

You put him back down on the bed, then let yourself shift slowly until you are in your fox form, shrugging off your clothes and jumping to Xavier's side.

Settling down gracefully, as foxes do, your tail flicks to the empty spot next to your belly. Xavier takes the invitation and loafs against you, snuggling as close as he can.

Your tail curls around him, covering a good part of his body since it is so big and fluffy, while Xavier is surprisingly small in his rabbit form despite his height as a human. He gives you a perk on your lips and nuzzles his bunny nose against your fox one.

You start to purr, feeling more content and comfortable now, causing Xavier to do the same. His ears droop, and his eyes blink more and more slowly as the seconds pass.

Just like a miracle, sleepiness creeps upon you, making your muscles relax. You close your eyes, keeping on purring with Xavier, filling up the empty spaces in the room with the sounds of bliss and contentment.

Then, you drift off into the dreamland. You hope you will also meet him there.

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Morning light caresses your and Xavier's sleeping forms, turning grey into warm, golden sunlight. Your fox ears flick, and you bury your nose into the bundle of fluffy fur that smells so incredibly comforting, just like home.

The ball of fluff moves, not away from you, but closer, and you curl up more tightly around it.

"Sleep, starlight, I'm here. I love you so much."

A quiet voice in the distance reaches your ears, but you don't know whether it is a dream or real. All you know is that you feel safe and loved, and sleep welcomes you once more.

(Next to the peacefully sleeping fox is an awake bunny, watching her sleep with adoration in his eyes. He nuzzles his face against hers, purring louder to keep her sleeping for a bit longer. After all, he does not mind waiting, and right now, if waiting means she can get some more sleep, he cannot be happier to wait.)

FIN.

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In contrast to what everyone thinks, Xavier has died many times. But it seems that he does not even know about it.

.

The first time was when he held her lifeless form in his arms as both of them were covered in blood - his blood - while the sky cried stars.

Something died that day, and by morning, someone found them curled up against each other on the field of flowers. They got startled when Xavier opened his eyes while they were checking for signs of life, running away screaming.

He did not know how he ended up lying down with her, only the feeling of her warmth leaving her body, and then there was nothing.

.

The second time was when he lost his mother.

Older knights and guards had to physically restrain him so he would not run out and find her. He tried to fight them off, wrestling with men bigger and stronger than him, but there was no use.

At some point, it was so violent that he heard something snap right before he blacked out, just to wake up in his bed, scaring a weeping maid nearby.

He did not react to anything for hours after that, but the King still ordered guards to tie him down before letting the royal physician check on him.

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Once during his investigation of Starfall forest, he blacked out while inspecting the place, trying not to spook the horde of Wanderers he discovered a few days ago. He did not mind fighting them, but he did not want to be distracted by them either.

A faint glow was emitted from the trees and grass, mirroring the stars from above. His mind wandered back to her, still trying to help the people of Philos, working restlessly as a knight while the throne was empty and the kingdom was missing a ruler.

His heart ached, and he wanted to see her so badly. But he had a mission, and he intended to finish it.

Xavier blinked. He blinked for a second too long.

And when he opened his eyes again, it was daytime, and he was nowhere near the forest.

He touched his left chest, where his heart was beating unreasonably slowly. He did not know what had happened, but he was sure it was nothing good.

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They surrounded him, pointing their swords at him. One of the blades even managed to pierce the skin of his neck, letting red blood trickle down.

He did not really feel the physical pain, only the burning hatred and anger deep in his heart. All he had done, all SHE had done, was for these ungrateful bastards.

He rose from his throne.

Some of them backed off, scared, while some looked even more determined to kill him.

They charged.

Blades stabbed into him through his armour, ripping through his flesh, spilling more of his blood onto the pristine white marble floor.

Yet, he kept walking toward them, dark eyes glowing like blue fire, burning into their souls.

They ran, seeing their King not slowing down despite the many swords piercing into his body. Some tripped on their way out, some screamed, some stared at him in bewilderment while backing off.

He started pulling each blade out of his own body, letting red spill and coat everything, from the palace to his own vision.

Everyone was gone, and he was alone again as he finally collapsed on the cold, hard surface.

There was only pain and fury left in his mind and his heart.

Everything turned red, then grey, and finally black.

He dragged his own battered body back to his chamber when he woke, his whole body pale and shaky from the blood loss.

He had no idea how he survived.

Or maybe he did not.

And this is simply his personal hell.

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(She was riding on a horse toward him, shining brilliantly like the sun.

She was coming back for him.

She was choosing him this time.

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He was holding her again, like before, watching her fade away in his arms.

He was tired. Of the fighting, of the bloodshed, of all the pain and loss.

He wanted to join her.

He only wanted to be with her.

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"We'll always… be… together."

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The King and Queen lay in slumber, bathed in the golden light of a new day and of hope. Every second of eternity ticked by, letting time rewind and bring the land back to life.)

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He brought her to No-Hunt zone No.42 as Lumiere.

When she was looking around to check on the surroundings, he went inside. He had used too much energy and power just to teleport them both back here safely, and he knew something would happen soon.

He felt dizzy, and black spots started to appear in his vision. He found the syringes and used them quickly before collapsing in the Slepen Pod.

He did not know that was happening around him until a searing pain flared up inside his chest, causing him to wake up and stumble out of the Pod.

She was nowhere to be found, so he checked on her location before taking off.

He still had enough energy for this.

(Little did both he and she know, for a brief moment, there was not a single trace of life in the abandoned spaceship.)

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"Xavier! Xavier, where are you?!"

He hears a familiar, warm voice calling out to him. He wants to answer so badly. But he has no strength left to even get up from his kneeling position.

His bloody hand grips the sword hilt more tightly, trying to hold himself up.

He is losing blood, energy, and consciousness fast.

And the amount of Evol he has used… Heaven, he has not felt that powerful in so, so, so long now. Actually, he cannot even remember the last time he felt this free and limitless.

The price to pay for it, however, is too high.

He can feel his body shutting down as the world turns darker and darker.

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She is here. The love of his life crouches down in front of him, cupping his cheeks and saying something, but he cannot make out any word.

All the sounds are muffled to him, as if he were underwater.

His hand slips down from the hilt of his sword, and Xavier falls forward, caught by her.

He looks up, watching the gentle sun shining down on him.

A different sun blocks it out, and his vision is now filled with her and only her.

"Stay with me, Xavier. Help is coming." Her voice sounds so far away, but at least he can hear her now. He wants to hear more, though.

Xavier raises his hand to touch her cheek, forgetting about the blood. But she does not pull away, instead cupping his hand with her own.

He really hates how his blood is covering a good part of her face.

"Stay awake, Xavier. Do not close your eyes, I forbid it."

He wants to nod, or maybe say something to her, but all the words are stuck in his throat, and he cannot even move at all.

"What the…?" She whispers as his hand on her face starts to glow, along with the rest of his body. Light particles are dancing on his skin, and Xavier feels light-headed now.

Something is happening.

He realises that.

This body is dying. He knows this feeling so well now.

And he is pretty sure this is not the first time. He does not know why or how he can tell, but he is definitely dying.

Xavier takes her hand in his, pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

"Farewell, my starlight." He murmurs with the last of his strength, praying to the stars that she can hear him.

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Everything is too bright, burning hot and blinding.

People scramble to hide in their houses or any shelter they can find.

Everyone, except her, who is still holding the glowing figure in her arms as she weeps, yet seemingly unaffected by the scorching heat emitting from it.

Xavier is dead.

His body is limp in her arms.

The light, she does not even know why it is happening.

No Evolver has died like this, releasing their Evol in mass like he is doing.

Yet she holds on tightly, mourning him as the ruthless light scorches the area around them.

Her love is dead. He is gone.

She might as well wish his Evol would take her with him right now.

But even when the light slowly fades, she remains unharmed, untouched, and she watches his light dim in real time.

Before she could react, maybe taking Xavier home, or to Jeremiah's, or somewhere, literally anywhere else but here, his body suddenly lifts from where she is holding him.

She still cannot see his face or anything of his body at all, as the light gathers around him and takes him away from her.

She kneels there, watching helplessly as his body slowly floats away.

Then it glows brighter and brighter once more, still not affecting her, but it is so blinding that she has no choice but to cover her eyes and curl up into herself on the ground, waiting for it to fade.

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A gentle hand carefully pries her arms from her face, lifting her chin up from where she is lying on the ground.

For a moment, she thinks, she must have died and joined her love when she sees his beautiful face shrouded by a golden halo.

"Xavier…"

Piercing glowing blue eyes meet her, but instead of feeling scared, shock, joy, relief, and disbelief all hit her like a brick.

He raises her hand, the same one he kissed earlier, to his lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles again as a small smile spreads across his face.

"It's me."

"I came back."

FIN.

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Rafayel promised him a fun night. They have been planning it together after Ebb day and week of terrible schedules.

He and his lover barely got any free time to spend with each other, even with the little threat Rafayel made when they had sex on Ebb day to revenge-fuck Xavier for being a tease then.

He did get upset. He was looking forward to seeing how Rafayel would go through with the threat. But all they got that week was work, work, and even more work.

That was also like, two weeks ago. Their schedules have both gotten much lighter recently.

So they picked a day when they would get the evening off together to spend some quality time. And then maybe do some more… exciting activities.

Early morning, Rafayel helps him prepare before he goes to work while the artist goes to his studio. So technically work, too.

Jenna has asked him to review some reports today instead of going out since it has been quiet lately, so this will not cause him much discomfort.

"Have a good day at work, love." His purple-haired lover kisses him on the cheek, then on the lips, before Xavier kisses back on his forehead.

"You too, my pearl. Don't let Thomas get too irritated." He teases as he opens the door. Rafayel huffs and crosses his arms.

"That's what he gets for pestering me."

The plan for today is simple. Review all that paperwork and get home early to spend some time with his boyfriend before they can get to the "main course". He hopes nothing will get in his way.

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He should never hope for anything again.

Halfway home, his hunter watch alerts him of a Wanderer attack in a nearby area. He sighs. One thing about being a hunter is that you don't really get off work. This is an emergency and his responsibility.

He fires a quick text to Rafayel and immediately teleports to the location. He will try to wrap it up here quickly to come home.

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He teleports to the balcony.

The sky is dark with twinkling stars. It is late. He did not mean to take such a long time. But the battle escalated, and he had no choice but to continue.

The light in the house is dim, he notices.

Rafayel is home, but judging by this fact, he is probably upset.

Xavier opens the balcony door and gets into the house. He calls his lover.

No answer.

Alright, he is definitely mad.

Xavier takes his boots and jacket off to go look for his short-tempered artist. And his fate, well, he is definitely in trouble.

"Ayel! Love?!" He calls again, making his way to the bedroom.

And there he is, the love of his life. The purple-haired artist is sitting in an armchair in their room, crossing his arms.

"There were a…

"…a Wanderer attack, I know."

"I'm sorry I got home late." Xavier comes closer.

"You could have told me. I waited for an hour, and then I heard from the news." The frown on the Sea God's face deepens.

"But…" Xavier's face is now mirroring his lover's. "…I did. I sent you a text."

"No? You didn't. I didn't get any text." A pout forms. Xavier holds himself back from kissing it.

Wait, no, he cannot be distracted. Rafayel said he never received any text. So the hunter turns on his phone to check and oh… There it is. The message shows up with a red exclamation mark. He lost signal right when he sent the text (he did hear something about a golem damaging some stuff), and the message was never sent.

He sighs.

"I'm sorry, love. My message didn't get sent." He moves closer, trying to squeeze into the space between his lover's legs. "I was in a rush."

"Do you know how worried I was? I knew right away that you went out to fight, but…" His lover huffs. "You could have gotten hurt."

"I know, I'm sorry." He steps closer and closer, cupping Rafayel's face and kissing his forehead. The merman exhales quietly, nodding.

"I accept your apology, but this doesn't mean you're off the hook." Rafayel reaches out, grabbing his waist and tugging him closer.

Xavier only chuckles, expecting this response.

"Alright. What will my punishment be then?"

"You sound so calm, bunny." The merman only smiles. "I guess that's one thing I love about you, unfortunately."

"Give me a kiss first? Then you can do whatever you want to me." Xavier offers.

"Sure, bunny." He leans down as Rafayel agrees, and their lips touch in a lazy but loving way. His move against his lover's, gently sucking on those soft, warm lips.

"Hmm… you taste sweet…" Xavier hums.

"I ate all the dessert out of pettiness. Sorry, baby." Rafayel breaks the news to him.

"You are deeply evil." Xavier huffs, but without any real heat.

"I am. Now, take your uniform off."

"You're so eager. Are we going straight to bed then?" Xavier gives his lover a fake side eye.

"No! You…" The merman scowls. "Ah, let me rephrase that. Are you injured?"

Xavier laughs softly and shakes his head. Yet, he sheds his uniform and shows the purple-haired artist the evidence anyway. Layer by layer, they quickly get discarded on the floor, where they are soon forgotten.

Xavier is shirtless now, only wearing his pants. Slender, slightly calloused fingers trace his body as if checking for injuries. But as it goes on, it feels more and more like teasing. Xavier tries to stay still, but his lover's touches are making him more worked up.

He shivers, wanting to lean into the warm hands. A shaky breath leaves his lips, and Rafayel looks up to check on him.

"Something's wrong?"

Xavier shakes his head. He wants to tell his boyfriend that he needs more, wants more, yearns for more of these touches, but he knows Rafayel will make it even more difficult for him to get them if he says it.

Evil fish.

"I told you, I'm not injured."

"I just wanted to make sure, would you forbid me from doing so?" Those hands now grab onto his waist, squeezing slightly. Xavier's breath is caught in his throat.

"N-No."

"Good bunny."

Rafayel rises from his seat and pulls Xavier down into a kiss.

"I'm glad you're okay." He mumbles into the kiss.

"I'm sorry for worrying you." Xavier nuzzles his nose against his lover's. "Now I believe I owe you some… quality time."

"Now you remember." Rafayel huffs, his hands sliding down to grope Xavier's bouncy ass. He jolts, feeling the plug shift inside him. "Kiss me one more time, and I'll let you have it."

The silver-haired hunter does not hesitate, leaning in immediately and smashing his lips with the merman's. He greedily sucks and nibbles on the soft, out-of-this-world lips, humming and moaning in delight.

Rafayel pulls him a little, and they stumble to the windowsill bench, where they just installed a plush cushion a few months ago.

They both drop down onto the bench as the kiss goes on, tongue intertwined with tongue, lips squished against lips. Even as he feels light-headed from the lack of air, he still does not want to pull away.

Xavier swallows a moan from his lover before pushing his tongue into the other's mouth. The artist bites it and then gently sucks on it to ease the pain.

This side of the house, where the window looks out to, is the darker part of the city at night. They can even see the stars from here.

Xavier takes one look at the sky before coming back to his pouty artist, nuzzling against his neck and kissing the pulse point tenderly.

"Focus on me, bunny." His lover says, petting his hair.

"I know… I just got distracted." He nips and licks Rafayel's neck, reaching down to the collarbones.

The merman is lying comfortably beneath Xavier, lazy fingers running through the moonlit locks. The hunter starts to unbutton his shirt, giving himself more access to the cool, smooth skin of his boyfriend.

He decides to suck a mark on the other man's chest, leaving purple blossoming on pale skin. Rafayel gasps when he feels it, arching into his mouth, hand tightening around his hair.

"That's enough, bunny. You had your fun." He pulls on the silver strands, forcing Xavier to look up at him.

The hunter pouts, needy blue eyes stare into stern bi-coloured ones. Before Rafayel can react, his boyfriend finds his free hand and brings it to his face, nuzzling into his palm like a cat.

He cannot help but pinch the soft cheek, causing Xavier to whine.

"That's hurt!"

"But you look so cute and soft, bunny." He laughs quietly.

Xavier pushes his hand down. But he is not giving up. He wants to tease his lover and make him blush red so adorably. The hand on Xavier's head slides down to cup his face, and the hunter turns his head to kiss Rafayel's palm.

But the artist does not let it go on for long. He grabs Xavier's chin, pressing his thumb on his lower lip. The silver-haired man gasps, swallowing thickly.

"Open your mouth, bunny."

He obeys.

The merman slides his thumb in, forcing his mouth to open wider before switching to his index and middle fingers.

"Suck."

Xavier sucks on it greedily, moaning around the digits as the fingers push deeper and deeper into his mouth, pressing down on his tongue. But instead of pulling away to breathe, the hunter keeps trying to suck them deeper into his mouth, his saliva starting to drip down Rafayel's hand and wrist.

He looks beautifully pathetic.

"Let go, bunny."

Xavier whines but obeys regardless. But he still licks up the saliva on his lover's hand clean before actually letting go.

"That's my good boy."

If Xavier could really purr, he would after hearing that. But unfortunately (or fortunately, seeing that Rafayel is still a little scared of those furry little ones), he is not a cat.

"Come closer now." At the invitation, Xavier shuffles closer until he is between the artist's legs. Rafayel's hands, hot like fire, start to roam his body.

They trail down from his shoulders to his chest and ribs, to his stomach, waist, and hips. Xavier's breathing gets heavier and heavier with each grab, each squeeze, each lingering touch from his passionate lover.

His uniform trousers have been unbuttoned and unzipped, slowly being pulled off his body. So he leans on the merman to stay balanced while being stripped naked.

Cool air caresses his skin, sending a shiver down his spine. He shudders, wanting to stay in his boyfriend's warm embrace.

They both have higher body temperature compared to an average person. But it is a lot colder at night, by the window like this, being naked…

Xavier shamelessly presses himself to Rafayel.

"Clingy today, aren't we?"

Rafayel laughs, a low, rumbling sound erupting from his chest. His eyes are dark, filled with desire and lust as he grabs the hunter's waist tightly. He pulls Xavier down to straddle his lap.

In terms of strength, when Rafayel is in his human form, Xavier is stronger. But he has no intention of fighting his lover now. So the artist can just manhandle his bunny however he wishes.

"You're already dripping…" Rafayel wipes the tip of his hardened cock with a finger and quickly tastes it, licking his lips.

Xavier gasps, feeling the quick motion of the finger on his sensitive skin, jolting up and subconsciously starting to grind against the artist's thighs.

"So bold! Right here, bunny?" The merman teases, knocking on the glass window.

"You already know no one can see us."

"You are so sure, my star." Rafayel chuckles a little, reaching behind Xavier to grab his ass roughly, pulling him flush against himself.

"We're this high up, and it's so dark around here…" The Philosian scoffs, causing the merman to laugh.

"Yes… but it's cute you're this confident…"

"Plus…" The hunter leans closer, whispering into Rafayel's ear. "Have you considered that… I don't mind it?"

He nips at the lobe, biting gently, drawing a gasp from the artist. He continues to leave more bites and kisses on his lover's warm, soft skin as he moves lower and lower, from ear to neck to collarbones.

His hands work as well, removing the dishelved shirt from Rafayel's body, discarding it aside. Then, they rest on the purple-haired man's waist while Xavier's mouth makes its way to his perky tits.

He sucks on each peak, looking up with adoration in his dazed blues, tongue moving relentlessly. Rafayel moans, petting his head while praises spilt from his lips.

The silver-haired man can feel something poking his thighs from beneath him. But he does not stop, keeping on sucking and swirling his tongue on the sensitive moulds on the artist's chest, switching back and forth.

Rafayel is breathing heavily now, unable to take it anymore. So he grabs Xavier's silver hair and pulls him back. A translucent string of saliva still connects the Philosian's pink, soft lips to his chest when they part.

"You did enough, bunny." He raises his hand and wipes the fluid off his star's mouth, then licks his own finger clean. "But now…"

He pulls Xavier flush against his body, reaching down to find the plug. His long, graceful fingers catch the base right away, tugging on it experimentally. Some quiet, whiny sounds can be heard now.

"You switched to a bigger one at work, huh? Sneaky little rabbit…" He bites Xavier's shoulder while pulling the plug halfway out. "I like that, though."

The hunter only mumbles something and nuzzles his lips against Rafayel's neck.

Rafayel pushes it deep back in, making his lover jolt and cry out from pleasure.

"Ahh… Ayel…"

"Feels good?"

"Hm… But… not as good as… ahh…hah…"

"As what?"

He twists the plug, pumping it in and out of his lover's hole. Xavier writhes in his arms, digging his fingers into his skin.

"…as you… ahh…"

"That's right, bunny. Nothing feels as good as me." Rafayel hums, kissing a line down the hunter's neck, biting on a soft spot near his collarbones.

"Take it out? Please?"

"Sure, starlight."

The toy is removed with a soft pop, and the silver-haired man sighs at the loss, his warm, fluttering hole clenches around air.

"Will you be a good boy and go get some lube? I don't want to hurt you." The merman kisses his cheek, murmuring softly. Xavier nods, zipping through space and reappearing in his boyfriend's arms in just one second.

He hands the bottle of lube to the artist.

"Thank you, love." And he gets a sweet kiss on his lips. "Help me get my pants off?"

Xavier quickly gets to work, unbuttoning and pulling the trousers off for Rafayel. They then join the shirt on the floor.

The Sea God's cock is already stiff and erect, leaking a little precum at the tip. The sight causes the hunter to lick his lips. But before he can do anything, Rafayel pulls him into a kiss, warm hands roaming his body again.

Their manhoods rub against each other, sending waves of pleasure throughout their bodies. Xavier decides to keep the kiss going and reaches down to wrap his hand around them both, moving his hips back and forth.

The merman huffs, opening his mouth to catch the Philosian's better. Their tongues move together in a heated dance, mirrored by their lengths rubbing wildly against one another right below.

Xavier wants to cum so badly. He has been holding it in the whole day. And now, he is getting what he wants, what he needs.

Drool drips down from their kiss and joins their mixed precum, creating a beautiful mess on their bodies. The artist opens his dazed bicoloured eyes for a moment to take in the sight of his lover, so passionate, so mesmerising, moving his body against him.

When he runs out of air, the hunter pulls away, gasping for breath. Yet, his lower body is still thrusting relentlessly into his own hand. The artist is also thrusting up, though at a slower speed, his face contorted in pleasure.

He is sure he will cum. He just needs a bit more.

Rafayel moves one of his hands down to grope his ass while the other hand joins his at where they are connected by their flesh.

"Cum for me, my star…" The merman urges. Xavier nods, unable to speak, and rests his forehead against his lover's.

Their moans fill the room, harmonising with the wet sounds of their flesh rubbing together.

"Hahh… Ayel… I'm… NGHH~~" Xavier groans, his essence shooting out from the tip, coating both his and Rafayel's hands in a translucent white-ish colour.

The artist orgasms right after him, but there is still just pre-cum leaking out. Dry orgasm, but still mindblowing regardless.

And that means his lover still has something to put into him later. The hunter licks his lips at the thought, now slowing his movements down.

They gradually let go, huffing and gasping for air before kissing again. Rafayel lifts his hand to lick it clean of their precum and Xavier's semen before taking Xavier's hand into his and cleaning it up with his tongue as well.

"You taste good, bunny." And he pulls his lover back into another kiss, this time gentler, letting the hunter taste himself on his tongue.

Xavier lowers himself back down on his boyfriend's thighs, grinding back and forth a little. He still needs more. And Rafayel's cock is looking very inviting right now.

"You want it now, bunny?" The purple-haired artist chuckles.

"Are you gonna make me wait?" Xavier tilts his head, pouting with his poor puppy eyes. He does not want to wait.

"No. Not this time." Rafayel laughs. "You've been a very good boy."

The merman lubes up his cock with a generous amount of lube, jerking himself off a little to get his length to get fully hard again. Blue eyes fixate on his hand, moving sensually up and down until his flesh is rock hard again with lube coating it evenly.

"Hop on, starlight." Rafayel tugs him closer. Now Xavier is hovering right above what he wants inside his body the most. "Or do you need me to stretch you out some more first?"

"No need." Xavier hums. "I'm loose enough."

"If you say so…"

Despite his words, Rafayel still puts some lube on his index and middle fingers and rubs it on Xavier's entrance when the hunter straightens on top of him, about to sink down on his cock.

"Just one more second…" Rafayel coos when he hears frustrated huffs. "Okay! All good now, love."

He reaches down, grabbing Xavier's ass and helping stretch his hole down for the hunter to take him in more easily. With one hand on the glass window to steady himself, the silver-haired Philosian grabs his lover's length with the other and lowers himself down on it.

The tip slips into him with ease, so Xavier moves his hands to grab the merman's shoulders. Little by little, he sinks down and takes the warm, pulsing length into his throbbing hole.

"That's it… Good job, bunny…" His lover purrs into his ear. "Start riding me."

And so he starts to move, bouncing on top of the Sea God's lap with teasing hands supporting his weight by the hips. Rafayel's hips thrust up too, but just a little, letting Xavier set the pace for now.

"You feel so good, my pearl…" He moans, bouncing and grinding faster. "You're… hahhh… stretching me out… so good…"

Rafayel does not say anything, only leaning forward to bite and suck a hickey into the hunter's neck, making him cry out and arch.

Then he keeps moving lower to reach those awaiting tits, sucking on one while his hand plays with the other. His skilled fingers roll and pull gently on it, greatly increasing the stimulation the silver-haired man is receiving.

Xavier whimpers above him, starting to reach for his own cock, but Rafayel swats his hand away. The poor neglected thing flops uselessly between them, leaking more precum onto their skin.

"No one said you could touch yourself, my star."

"But…"

"No."

Letting out a frustrated huff, Xavier speeds up, practically slamming down on the artist's dick, trying to get as much pleasure as possible. Rafayel laughs quietly at his reaction, grabbing his waist roughly and pushing him down hard.

"Fuck…! AH!" Xavier cries out, clenching hard.

"Got an attitude, bunny?" The merman holds tightly onto his lover, chuckling into his ears, and starts slamming up into his tight, warm hole. "Stop clenching so hard, my star."

But Xavier can barely relax. His mind is muddled, and his eyes have rolled back from the sudden burst of pleasure. He feels like he is literally impaled by the artist's thick, pulsing cock.

After all, Rafayel is a merman. His hips thrust…

"A-Ayel… FUCK…" He almost screams, jolting and writhing on top of the purple-haired man's body. His hands are desperately clinging to his lover's shoulders, nails digging into smooth, hot, sweaty skin as his soul is being fucked out of his body.

The artist's body is snapping relentlessly against him, his length pumping in and out of him, rubbing, pressing against his prostate. He arches his back, trying to say something, but only whimpers and moans escape his lips.

Still drilling deep into his lover, Rafayel take the opportunity to bite and suck more marks onto Xavier's pale skin, letting red and purple blossom on it like flowers in the middle of winter. He looks so beautiful like this, and Rafayel wants to ruin him, marking him up, making him his and his alone.

He fucks into the hunter even harder, making even the windowsill bench creak underneath them.

"C-Cum for me… my love… and I'll fill you up so good…" He groans, feeling Xavier tightening around him once more. At this rate, he is going to get stuck inside…

Not that he minds it, of course.

His lover, without any words, convulses and lets out a strangled cry, orgasming right there and then. His gummy, pulsing walls refuse to let go of him, squeezing him as if trying to suck him in.

He groans, biting hard down on the hunter's chest, feeling his mind going back. And that is the only warning Xavier gets before he feels something warm spread inside him as the merman thrusts up hard, bottoming him out.

Blissed out from their orgasms, the pair stays on the bench for a while, just breathing and holding each other, with Rafayel's length still buried deep in Xavier's flesh, blocking his cum from spilling out.

The silver-haired hunter pulls back first, perking his lover's lips as he does.

"Should we go to bed, my pearl?"

"Maybe… But I don't wanna pull out." The artist whines, receiving a soft laugh as the reaction.

"We're sweaty, and I'm dirty from the fighting earlier."

"I know, I smelled it on you right when you came in."

Somehow, that only tightens the grip around Xavier's body.

"You have to let go eventually, love." He pats the merman's hand. "We need to shower and rest."

He only gets a head shake as a response as he looks down at the purple fluff. He sighs.

"How about we get in there and I'll let you fuck me again in the shower?"

The purple head moves suddenly, and now he is being stared at by wide, bicoloured eyes.

"Okay then. You'd better keep your word, pretty boy."

"Yes, Ayel. I'll let you fuck me once more in the shower if we get going now."

He lets Xavier go, and the Philosian straightens, letting his cock slip out easily. Then they share a small kiss before Rafayel urges him to get into the shower. Well, time for another round and then maybe they will eat and cuddle later.

FIN.

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Hectic day.

You rush home after finishing everything you had to do for the day during the peak hour. The crowd seems to be endless, and you are dying to get home.

Not only because you want to relax and get some peace and quiet, but also…

You sigh.

Ever since Xavier got hit with that weird magic ray, he has been, well, not normal. But it is not the first time either, not after that incident with the Evol kitties.

Except this time, he has been affected by a magical puppy, and now he is acting like one. You are just glad it is just the ears and tail again, and not the whole body. You don't think you can handle a real dog in that flat you own.

Xavier has temporarily moved downstairs to stay with you until the magic wears off. His Evol is gone, again, and he is basically defenceless if not for his swordmanship. But even then, he gets distracted way too easily to actually do anything if he somehow gets attacked.

You run into the building, hitting the button to your floor and practically speeding toward your door. You still don't know how much dog-like Xavier can be, but you hope it does not reach the level of tearing your stuff to shreds.

To your surprise, your living room and kitchen are Xavier-free, no sight of him. It is not dinnertime yet, so you were guessing he might not be in the kitchen, but he usually sits on the balcony to watch birds when you leave him to be on his own.

As clingy and destructive as Xavier the Ragdoll was, Xavier the Samoyed is even more so. You hope he is at least more well-behaved today.

"Alright… where the hell is Xavier?" You mutter, looking around. Maybe, in the best scenario, he is napping.

With that thought in mind, you march to the bedroom.

But as soon as you are about to open the door, some suspicious sounds reach your ears. There is no way Xavier is napping.

A soft moan can be heard, followed by some whiny sounds. And once you crack open the door just a little bit, you can hear the rustling noises of fabric.

You peek in, trying to see what he is doing without alerting him. But what you see still surprises you despite your wild imagination.

You were expecting to see him jerking off at most, maybe using your clothes. That would not be the first time. However, your puppy boyfriend is ass up (with something glinting where his hole is), desperately humping a pillow while burying his face in a pile of your unwashed clothes.

His long, fluffy tail is sticking up, unmoving as he tries his best to make himself cum. And when you look more closely, you can see his ears flatten against his silver head.

Xavier whimpers louder, calling your name and tensing up as he moves faster against the pillow. Yet, he gets no relief.

After all, he is a trained dog. He cannot cum unless you let him.

So, you gently push the door open and come in as silently as you can. Normally, Xavier would notice your presence right away, but since he is "occupied" like this…

You reach out and grab the part of his tail that is closest to his ass, which is stuffed with a butt plug, tugging a little.

He cries out, almost curling into himself. Yet, he does not slow down, instead speeding up. You give his tail another tug and squeeze it hard.

Xavier writhes under your hand, whimpering helplessly into the pile of dirty clothes.

"Bad dog." You tut.

He whines louder.

You let go of his tail and move to stand in front of him, grabbing his face and forcing him to look up at you. Dazed eyes with his tongue sticking out, and there are even traces of tears on his face.

He must have overstimulated himself without being able to release.

"What do you think you're doing, Xavier?"

He whimpers, trying to lick your hand.

"Answer."

"I… missed you…" He huffs. "You were gone all day."

"Doesn't mean you can pull this behind my back!" You scold him.

Both times he has gotten some animal traces, both times he acts extra perverted. But at least, as a cat, he had some dignity left. This, however…

You push your thumb into his mouth, and Xavier sucks on it greedily, moaning as he does. His lower body moves faster and faster, desperate for some relief.

"Hahh… please… tell me… to cum…" He almost sobs, looking up at you with teary eyes. "You can… punish… me… however you… want…"

You narrow your eyes. This bad dog has gone behind her back to do this, and now he wants you to let him cum? The audacity!

Your boyfriend whines and nuzzles, going even faster now, chanting pleas and begs under his breath. He seems to be determined to cum.

As a benevolent partner (and owner), you sigh and walk back behind his ass, spanking hard. Xavier cries out, body trembling.

"H--harder! Harder, please!"

You smack his ass again while your free hand scratches the base of his tail. The silver-haired man jolts, burying his face back into the pile of clothes.

He is close. You can tell.

You spank him especially hard and tug on his tail.

"Cum, dog."

The quiet order is enough for Xavier to cry out loudly and release onto the pillow, convulsing and twitching uncontrollably. He must have been trying for a long time, and this overstimulation is simply…

…delicious.

You lick your lips and remove the pillow from under his body, turning him over so now he is lying on his back.

He whimpers as his cock twitches, red and still half hard. Meanwhile, the pillow is sticky with his semen.

You throw it to the floor before checking on the dirty clothes. You told him to turn on the washer while he is at home today, and instead of doing that, he took all your, and only your, dirty clothes back in here to masturbate.

"Naughty dog." You smile at him, but it lacks any real warmth. Your Samoyed boyfriend pouts, crawling to sit up.

"I'm sorry…" He bows his head, tugging on your hand.

You stare at him. He is kneeling on the mattress, whimpering softly with every second passing.

"What do you want, puppy?" You huff. You want to see how needy and desperate he is first before deciding on what you will do.

"I… missed you." He looks up with his eyes way too bright, probably from the tears. "Can… I serve you? I… I prepared myself, and I'll be a good boy!"

"Then why were you enjoying yourself solo, hmm?"

He bows his head again, mumbling.

"Speaking up, pup."

"I got horny." He whines. "And you were not home!"

He must have gotten himself worked up after "preparing" for you. It is a good explanation, but not an excuse. Both you and he know that doing it solo will not end well for him.

"Alright." You say, and he perks up. "But… there is a catch."

"I'll do anything."

You look through all the toys you and Xavier have collected and find some suction cup dildos. You raise them up, and they catch his attention. Xavier raises an eyebrow when he realises they are not for a strap.

"Put on a good show and then I'll consider fucking you. Pick one. And no touching me for now."

He decides on the skin-coloured one, the tone matching your own. You hum in satisfaction with his choice. As much as a bratty, naughty dog he can be, he still knows you very well, and his final goal is always keeping you happy.

You take off the outer layers of your clothes to get comfortable. After all, this is an exclusive VIP show of the hottest man one can find. Then, you give him the whole bag of toys, letting him be free to be creative.

Xavier attaches the toy to the floor, finding the bottle of lube from the bag before taking a few seconds to plan his strategy. And since he cannot touch you now, he will need to do everything on his own.

He lubes up the toy on the floor, his tail wrapping around his own thigh until he finishes and sits back, spreading his legs facing you. His fluffy dog tail wags slowly behind his body.

You lean forward, resting your chin on your hand to see what he will. Xavier reaches down and grabs the base of his butt plug, pulling it out halfway, twisting it a little while moaning.

He does not remove it completely right away, instead keeping on pushing it in and pulling it out over and over, moaning quietly, his eyes half-lidded. You swallow, focusing even more intensely on him.

Finally, he takes it out with a soft "pop", discarding it aside and spreading his hole with his fingers, locking gaze with you. You only smile at him, signalling for him to continue.

He grins, blushing deeper as he kneels up, moving to hover above the toy. Then, with a breathless sigh, he sinks down, taking the tip in. His ears perk up, twitching a little.

Having loosened himself, it is easy for Xavier to take half of the toy. The second half, a bit harder, but he manages. Soon enough, Xavier has taken it hilt-deep inside himself and starts grinding.

His ears turn redder and redder with each movement, and every bounce makes his half-hard cock flop uselessly against his thighs and the floor. The tail has wrapped itself around his middle, staying still.

The room is filled with the obscene sounds of his moans, of how the dildo is sliding against his soft, wet, gummy walls, of how his cock is flopping around, neglected.

It is like music to your ears.

Maybe one day you should ask him to recreate this so you can record.

You open your mouth to say something, but before you can, Xavier surprises you by reaching into the bag and pulling out another dildo, raising it to his face and starting to lick around it.

It is the dildo you usually use on yourself when you and he play with toys.

Meanwhile, Xavier tilts his head back and starts to take the toy into his mouth, pushing it down his throat until the silicone balls touch his lips, and he has to pull out to breathe.

You swallow dryly. He is putting on a good show for you. And you are loving it. Maybe punishment is not very necessary. There are other chances.

Your silver-haired boyfriend keeps sucking on the toy until the pleasure from his lower body has gotten too much, forcing him to let go of performing for you and focus on reaching his orgasm.

His tongue almost lolls out between his teeth, and his eyes are dazed, glassy, almost rolling back. You lick your lips, knowing he cannot see it right now.

His bounces are getting more and more desperate, and his moans are turning into lewd whimpers and whines. His thighs shake, and his tail loosens around his torso, unmoving.

"Puppy." You call, and Xavier lifts his gaze, listening to you. "Need permission?"

He nods, making a sound that sounds like keening, bouncing faster on the toy. Oh… your precious boy…

You crouch down and catch his chin with your fingers. But instead of staying still, he tries to lick them just like before.

You let him. And so, Xavier is sucking mindlessly on your fingers while grinding on the toy desperately.

"Good boy, pup." You praise, earning yourself a whimper from him. "Now… cum for me, Xayxay."

You don't have to tell him twice. Xavier cries out, his back arching and his thighs spreading as wide as they can. Two small drops of tears escape the corners of his eyes, spilling down as the orgasm hits, sending his body into a state of frenzy again.

Nothing (or rather, no cum) leaks out from his tip. Oh well, he just cum earlier on the bed. Maybe he will cum again when you are done with him. It needs a countdown after all.

Xavier lifts himself off the toy, curling up on the floor to catch his breath. His tail is tucked between his thighs, wrapping around one of them as his whole body trembles.

"Cute." You murmur and pet him, caressing the floppy ears. Xavier nuzzles into your hand, looking up with adoration in his eyes.

"Are you… satisfied… with the show?"

You give him a quiet hum.

"It was enjoyable."

"Thank you…" He lifts his head and kisses your palm.

You tell him to get on the bed and give him a short break, letting him drink some water. Then, you clean up the mess, shed the rest of your clothes, and take out a strap-on.

Xavier's eyes brighten at that sight.

"Should I be on my back, or on my hands and knees?" He asks immediately.

You put the strap on yourself, answering his question in a gentle tone.

"On your back."

Xavier eagerly scrambles into position, awaiting you. You pick out another toy, having thrown the used ones into the sink in the bathroom. His eyes follow you like a hawk, and his tail is wagging faster and faster as you move closer to him.

You get on the bed, giving him the toy, telling him to strap it on for you. Xavier obeys, nimble fingers working fast to put it in its place.

"Good boy."

His tail wags faster, and he raises his legs high, spreading them to invite you in. You take your spot, grabbing his thighs and massaging slowly.

"Come on in, Master…" He pouts, keeping on wagging his tail.

"Eager, aren't we?" You take a breath to not react to the title.

"I've been waiting to have you inside since this morning." He scoffs.

"Since… this morning, eh?" It is late afternoon now. So he probably held himself back until he could not anymore and dry humped that pillow before you got home. "And… what do we say when we want something really badly?"

"Please, Master… I've been your good puppy."

Intentional use of the possessive adjective. You smirk.

.

.

"Bark."

.

.

"What?"

"You heard it. Bark for me."

Only whiny sounds reach your ears, making you scowl.

"Either that, or you don't get anything, you naughty dog."

His ears droop. His tail comes up to wrap around your wrist.

He barks. Loudly.

Xavier barks three, maybe four times, before settling for a soft whimper. His full face and human ears are deeply red, and his eyes cast down in embarrassment.

"That's a good dog." You hum. "Lift your hips."

He obeys again, knowing he will get stuffed soon. You put a pillow under his hips and ass and then spread his hole with your fingers.

"Ah… hah…" He moans, tensing up.

"Relax." You remind him, lubing the toy up with lube before squirting some onto his entrance as well.

Next, you slide your lube-coated fingers in to make sure it is spread evenly. He clenches around, arching slightly. So you push deeper, curling your fingers to press at his prostate.

"A~Ahh…!"

"Want more, puppy?"

"Hmm… yes…Please?"

You take your fingers out and clean them on his thighs. Then, you rub the tip of the toy against his ass hole, making him whine.

"D-Don't tease me, Master…" His tail tightens around your wrist.

"Alright, I'll stop." You chuckle and push the dildo in, easily bottoming out inside his used hole. Xavier moans in satisfaction.

"Thank you… hahhh…"

Then you start to move, thrusting in and out of him at a slow pace until he throws another tantrum and demands you to go faster.

"Being a brat today, huh?"

"I don't like it slow." He whines.

"No? Then fine… You want it, remember that." You grin, rising a little and speeding up all of a sudden.

"Wait… AH~!" He cries out, arching off the bed as you ram into him. Your hands grab his waist, fingertips digging into his skin to pull him against your body, making sure you will not slip out.

You surge forward, grabbing him by his nape and pulling him closer.

"Look, puppy. Watch how I'm ruining you. Open your eyes."

He forces himself to look, teary eyes staring down at where his cock is stiff and hard, but neglected, and where you are drilling the toy into his red, almost swollen hole.

"I… I'm watching… ahhh… It… it feels s-so good…" He sobs.

You look down, mesmerised by the sight. His pre-cum has leaked and dripped down from his cock to his ass, adding to the lube.

While his eyes are still glued to the sight of you fucking him, you tilt your head and dip down, catching his lips in a fierce kiss before pinning him back down on the mattress.

Xavier hums against your lips, letting you suck and bite on his without complaining. You poke your tongue at him, and he opens his mouth to receive it.

At the same time, you collect his legs together and slowly push down to put him into a mating press. The closed legs tighten the space you are accessing, and Xavier's eyes roll back in pleasure.

His tail and ears have gone limp, staying still and only occasionally twitching from the stimulation he is getting.

You let go of his lips, impulsively biting a spot near his knee, causing him to scream. Your hips are snapping relentlessly against his thighs and ass, bottoming out every time you thrust into him.

"W-Wanna… ahh… wanna c-cum, Master…" He babbles, saying something incoherently afterwards.

"Bark again, puppy."

"Woof! Hahhh… ah… woof!" He tries to bark, but it sounds more like a wail.

"Good boy." You praise.

"C-can I cum…?" He sobs, still trying to hold back.

You press down harder, folding him in half. He screams, body trembling. His cock is twitching violently between his body and yours.

Just then, you whisper into one of his dog ears.

"Cum, puppy."

His body convulses, writhing uncontrollably as his semen spills out from his untouched dick, splattering on his own stomach. You keep going, slowing down gradually as he rides out his orgasm.

His hands let go of the sheet to cling to you, as if trying to ground himself. You let his legs fall and kiss him gently, petting his silver head and dog ears to calm him down.

Xavier breathes into your mouth, whimpering as he gets gathered into your arms, feeling safe and warm.

"Satisfied?"

"Hm? Yes, very. Thank you…" He nuzzles. His tail comes up to wrap around your waist.

You take the strap off and throw it to the floor. You need to give your attention to your poor, "abandoned" puppy first.

Xavier begs you to lie down, saying he wants to do something before cleaning up, and you agree. After all, your praise of him being a good boy is genuine.

So you lie down, and Xavier lies half on top of you with his lower body between your legs. He lazily nuzzles and nibbles on your breasts and stomach, enjoying his freedom of getting to do whatever he wants now.

Though you doubt he can do much. His body is still trembling ever so slightly, and he looks so blissed out after that little "workout".

Xavier reaches your hips and peppers kisses down on your skin. You already know what he wants. After all, people tend to get thirsty after something like that.

"I can, right?" He looks up with his poor puppy eyes, his ears twitching a little. At his ass, the tail is wagging slowly, letting you know how relaxed he is at the moment.

"Go ahead." You pet his head, and Xavier closes his eyes, enjoying it.

"Thank you." He buries his face between your legs and nuzzles against your thighs, putting more kisses there. Then he dives into your core and starts feasting. However, unlike most other times, he goes slowly and quietly nibbles on the tender, wet flesh.

Once he regains more strength, his hand joins his mouth, sliding into your warmth and helping to stimulate you until you cum, and Xavier licks it up greedily, smothering himself in your heat while you moan and grind on him.

You let him keep eating until you orgasm once more, making it two times in total, before stopping him so you two can clean up.

Most of his face is glistening in the yellow light of your bedroom, and Xavier starts to clean it up with his own hand and tongue, his tail happily swishing behind his back.

You kiss his forehead, giving both Xavier and yourself some water before dragging him to the bathroom.

You two need a deep, hot bath before getting dinner and cuddles for the night.

FIN.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

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You stare out of the window. On the streets below, people are still celebrating, drinking and partying. The coronation went smoothly two days ago, and you allowed the kingdom to feast for a whole week.

Two days…

You have been the Queen, the only Queen regnant of Philos so far, for two days.

Not of royal bloodline, but now Queen regardless.

The streets below are still busy and lively. However, the deafening silence of your chamber embraces you and tugs you back into the cold loneliness.

You barely see any old friends from the Astria Knyght Academy now, much less…

You swallow dryly as you think about Xavier. He has asked you for permission to board another trip to leave for another expedition. And the team… even Jeremiah will join him this time. You were the closest to these two at the Academy. And without them both here, you will be completely alone.

You close the window, blocking the chattering outside from invading your peace and quiet.

The maids have also prepared something for you to celebrate, but you are in no mood and have no one to do it with. Just a small table of expensive food and some alcohol.

You should invite some friends over, clearing out this table for a feast, but even thinking about socialising right now makes your stomach churn.

Well, there might be one person you would not mind seeing. It might hurt you some more, but you do not mind it as long as you can see him.

You don't know if he wants to see you, though. After all, the carefree days for you both are gone now, and you cannot deny the rising tension between you and him lately.

You hate it.

You hate how he stands far away from you, bowing formally, calling you "Your Majesty". You hate the indifferent tone of his voice, how he looks into your eyes without smiling warmly like he used to.

Xavier is distancing himself from you. And he is leaving. There are still so many things unresolved between you and him, and so many secrets he is keeping from you.

You want to know them all, everything, before he leaves. You don't even know if he will even come back to you after hearing his crazy plan. He is leaving tomorrow, and there is barely anything you can do about it.

You swallow and look at the door. 

Last chance to see him.

Xavier might refuse to meet you as two old friends, but he will not be able to refuse the invitation of his Queen.

Just one last time. Even if it might hurt you more than a thousand knives through your heart, you would rather get hurt than regret not seeing him one last time.

So, you open the door and ask an attending maid to go and invite the Grandis Knight to your chamber. The Queen's invitation.

He cannot deny you this request.

You look around for a bit before deciding to turn the light on to make the chamber less gloomy, and then check on the food. 

It is still a little warm. Good enough.

And the alcohol…

You don't drink often. Just some big celebrations, mostly. Xavier… probably even less. But well, it is a big celebration, right? You leave it on the table.

Then, you come to the mirror and fix your dress and hair, making yourself look more presentable, not bothering with the crown. 

You might have invited him here as his Queen, but you still want to meet him as his friend.

Someone is knocking on your door.

You rush over and stop to take a deep breath before formally opening the door. But no matter how much you have prepared yourself, the sight of Xavier still knocks all the air out of your lungs.

"Xavier…"

"Your Majesty." He greets and bows before you even finish saying his name. "Did you request to see me?"

"Ah… yes, I did. Come in, please." You clear your throat, trying hard not to sound awkward. "Sit down."

You lead him to the table, and his eyes twinkle at the sight of the feast.

"The streets sound so lively, I cannot help but want some company." You quickly give him an explanation.

"Of course. I'm honoured that you thought of me."

Xavier gives you a boyish smile and tilts his head, which reminds you of your days together at the Academy. But it soon vanishes when he sits down and catches sight of  your crown on the desk nearby.

You quickly follow and sit down opposite him to block the crown from his line of vision. Xavier made you the Queen, yes, but you know deep down, he is not even happy about his own decision.

"Don't think of this as a meeting with your Queen. It's just me, and you as Xavier. One last time before you leave, can you do that for me?" You try to sound casual, but inside, you are desperate. You don't know what you might do if he refuses.

He looks at you for a moment, and you can hear your own heartbeat hammering in your ears.

"Alright, I can do that. Just me and you." He pours two glasses of wine and hands one to you. "One last time."

"One last time. Thank you, Xavier." You touch your glass with his.

Xavier drinks first, not looking at you anymore as he sips on his wine. You raise your glass to your lips but then pause, staring at the way his Adam's apple dips.

The smell of the wine is not very strong, but you can already feel your head spin. Everything seems to slow down while you watch Xavier drink the wine.

"Are you okay?" 

You hear him call your name and snap back to reality, drinking your own wine before choking on it and coughing.

"Are you okay?" He asks again, more urgently this time, ready to stand up to assist you.

"I'm… I'm fine…" You cough. "Was just thinking about something…"

"Maybe some water will do…"

"NO! I mean, no, it's a celebration. Just water is boring."

Half of you want to add "…unless you're willing to go buy me some honey milk tea," but you catch yourself in the last second.

Xavier slowly nods.

"Alright. If you insist."

He does, however, pressure you into eating some food before letting you drink again. You keep pouring both for him and yourself, glass after glass, only stopping to eat whenever Xavier reminds you to.

The more you drink, the more upset you feel. Xavier is leaving tomorrow, and you will never see him again, most likely. His crazy plan…

You try to hold back a sniffle, distracting him by pouring him another glass.

"Drink with me." 

"I think you've had enough." He pushes the glass back down on the table.

"I think you have not had enough. You look too calm." You push the glass back to him.

"I can tolerate alcohol better than you."

You narrow your eyes. You  don't like the sound of what he said. 

"You drink then. I won't drink if you drink my part as well." You give him your glass.

It is supposed to be a tease, and you are expecting him to refuse. But Xavier only picks up both glasses and downs them one after another.

His face was only faintly pink before, but now both his cheeks are almost red. You are sure yours isn't much better, probably worse than him. But at least, now he is matching you more.

And you feel giddy thinking about it.

Maybe you really are drunk.

Xavier puts the glasses down and wipes his lips. You swallow, watching the way his hand moves across his very nice, and pink, and soft lips…

"Do you plan on sleeping early tonight? You still have to attend another ceremony tomorrow." He asks quietly, turning his head to look at you.

You shake your head.

"Not yet." It comes out more decisively than you thought it would be. You don't want to think about tomorrow, which is when Xavier and his team will leave. You have today, tonight to be precise, with him, and you don't want to waste it thinking about the bleak future.

"Okay, I'll… sit with you until you want to rest." He tries to give you some dessert, but his hand misses the bowl a few times.

"Haha… you're drunk too…" You tease.

"I am not." He huffs, trying to focus.

"You are~~" You tease and lean over to poke his reddened cheek, feeling bolder than you were before drinking.

Xavier catches your hand in his, staring at you, his expression unreadable. You take your hand back.

"You're no fun."

The warmth of his hand lingers on your wrist, making your skin feel a little tingly. You look at it and then back at him again. Xavier is truly a work of art. Not only is he good at everything he does, but he also looks pretty as hell.

You had the biggest crush on him for such a long time, and have gone through much trouble because of it. Yet, you never really got to know what he truly felt about you.

On the one hand, he always cares a lot about you, acting all pouty and strange whenever you mentioned something related to your (nonexistent - but he does not know that) love life. Not to mention those poor puppy eyes and the way he looks at you when he thinks you don't notice him.

But on the other hand, he stays far away, in a way. And all the vague mentions of his beloved who has given him that smiley star tassel. You have never been able to understand all his weird words, like, what did he mean when he told you that only one person had given him a star tassel? You gave him one, and his unknown beloved also gave him one…

That should make it two people!

Your head spins even more as you think about it. 

"Are you feeling alright? You look even redder now…" His comment pulls you back to reality. Barely. 

You sharply turn your head to avoid looking at him, but the motion causes you to lose your balance, even when sitting, and you almost fall off your chair.

Xavier calls out your name and rushes over to catch you before you hit the cold, hard floor. His clumsy movements make both you and him crash to the floor, with you being held in his arms.

Your face is pressed against his neck as his scent invades your nose. Xavier smells like… hmm, sunshine, fresh detergent, and grass, oh, and alcohol after drinking all those glasses with you.

You take a deep breath.

As strained as your relationship with him is now, he has always been a comforting presence. Seeing him makes you happy, hugging him makes you feel safe, and smelling his scent now…

It actually makes you slightly more upset.

Imagine having a crush on someone for hundreds of years, just for them to leave without ever getting to confess your love.

His arms tighten around you for a brief moment as you and he sit there on the cold floor. You want to think of it as your imagination tricking you, but it seems to be real.

Xavier is burying his face in your hair.

He feels warm, a lot warmer than usual, and he has a higher body temperature than other people to begin with because of his evol. 

You feel like you can just melt in his arms, sinking deep into this warm, comforting feeling and never letting go. And Xavier will not be able to leave either.

He will stay and be with you, right?

You want to ask him, want to get a confirmation, that if you hug him more tightly, he will stay. But before you can open your mouth, Xavier gently pushes you away.

Panicking, you cling to him, wrapping your arms around him as tightly as you can to keep yourself in place.

Your name rolls off his tongue easily, sweet like honey, and you feel light-headed. Reality hits you like a punch from a golem.

He is leaving. There is nothing you can do to stop him.

He is leaving Philos, leaving you behind, to board his ship and traverse the stars. And you cannot do anything about it.

You have not even confessed, telling him that you actually like him a lot. 

…that you love him.

He calls your name again, and now you feel like crying. You don't want him to leave.

But all you can do is bury your face in the crook of his neck and sob your heart out. That finally causes some bigger reactions from Xavier, who calls your name again, this time in a more alarming tone, and tries to soothe you as much as he can in this drunken state.

"Hey… hey… what's wrong?" Xavier pats your back. All you can do to respond to him is to cry and whine even more.

It should make you tired, the alcohol in your system, the crying and overthinking… but instead, you feel more desperate. Desperate to keep him with you, to get something out of this long-running crush.

You pull back a little, wipe your face and cup his face with both hands. Xavier is so beautiful, like stars in the sky and flowers under the sun. You love him, you can admit that now.

You really, really want him.

Enabled by the wine, you lean closer to him, not quite touching yet, but you can feel his warm breath on your skin.

Xavier, to your surprise, does not pull away. He stays frozen in place, with his eyes flicking back and forth between your eyes and your lips.

You feel all weird inside. He is not rejecting you this time. Well, not like Xavier ever rejects you blatantly, but he usually keeps a respectful distance. And well, not like you ever got this bold.

The blush on his face turns darker and redder with every passing second, growing hot under your palms.

You swallow, mustering up all the courage you have with the aid of wine. You lean closer and closer until your nose is touching his, and your lips are barely a centimetre away. 

Just when Xavier leans in as well, you stop hesitating, stop testing, and slam your lips against his, pulling him into a fierce kiss.

He tastes sweet and bitter at the same time, the lingering aftertaste of the alcohol on his tongue overwhelms all your senses and sends you into a state of blissfulness.

You have waited so long for this day, for the day you can finally have him like this.

Xavier kisses you back, his hands desperately grabbing your waist like he is drowning in the sea and you are the last lifesaver.

You push him down on the cold palace floor as you keep kissing him until Xavier is lying on his back, completely pinned down by you.

Dazed, you finally pull away when you run out of oxygen. You are sure Xavier is the same because he is left gasping for air when you and he part.

His eyes are glassy, his lips slightly swollen, and both his face and ears are flushed.

You really want to kiss him again. And so you do.

You grab his collar and pull him back into another passionate kiss, this time with tongue. Poking at his lips, you demand entrance, and Xavier, too blissed out to refuse, opens his mouth for you.

During the first kiss, your tongue barely brushes against his, and that was enough to send your brain and heart into a frenzy. But now, as you tongue and his dance alongside each other, something inside your brain has seemingly snapped.

"I want you…" You whisper to him, voice shaking. "I really want you, Xavier."

"I…" Xavier tries to speak, but ends up swallowing his words.

"You… you don't have to want me… just allow me to have you this time is enough." Your heart hurts, but you don't want to pressure him into lying that he feels the same. 

You pull back and look into his eyes. The blue of his eyes is too bright, and the white bloodshot from drinking too much. 

"Just tell me, Xavier… yes or no?" You ask desperately, hoping for a 'Yes'. You don't need him to love you, you just want closure to this silly little crush that you have clung to for too many years now.

Your fists squeeze his collar, the black turtleneck he usually wears under his Lightseeker's uniform, which is somehow partially open. Maybe you opened it when you were kissing him, drunk and carelessly.

He looks down for a moment, and you can tell that he is thinking about your words. His hands, however, subconsciously squeeze your waist again, tugging you closer.

"Xavier…?" You call him, lifting his face up and looking into those blue eyes, trying to get an answer.

He does not say anything, but there is a spark of determination in his glassy eyes. So instead of giving you a "Yes", he pulls you back into a searing kiss, arms tightly wrapped around you.

Shocked by his response, you freeze for a moment before kissing him back, starting to unbutton his Lightseeker uniform completely, revealing more of the black turtleneck.

Xavier's hands slide down to your thighs and grab onto them tightly, lifting you with him when he stands up. Xavier sets you down on the table, knocking over some dishes and glasses, but you pay them no mind.

You just want to keep kissing him… and then maybe doing other things.

That thought makes a giggle bubble up your throat and escape your lips. Xavier huffs, swallowing your laugh before asking why you are laughing.

"It's nothing… come back in here…" You pull him back in roughly, claiming those lips once more.

"No, tell me…" He breaks away for a short moment, but you scowl and try to reach for him.

Xavier knocks his nose against yours, letting out a warm breath. The scent of alcohol hits you, and you have to close your eyes for a second.

"I want more now…" You admit, pressing your body to his while Xavier moves to stand between your thighs. You cup his nape with one hand, the other pulling on the black turtleneck to untuck it from his trousers, revealing his abs.

He has been training more recently, and the little softness he had during some less busy days has all disappeared. You always wondered what it would feel like to touch him here whenever you saw him training shirtless.

Oh well, soft or not, you will happily touch him tonight. Your mouth waters at just the mere thought of it.

His breath hitches slightly when your cool, slightly cold palm presses against his hot skin, and Xavier gulps. His eyes are watching you closely, and yet, you can tell he is not that focused.

You push your hand up into his turtleneck.

Xavier gasps, arching a little when your palm completely covers the right side of his chest.

"You're so much warmer here…" You murmur, rubbing a little until you feel brave enough to touch and tease his nipple.

He moans softly, hunching over and touching his forehead with your head. But he is not pulling away at all. He is actually leaning into your hand.

So, you take your hands back and start stripping his uniform off. Xavier is panting where he stands, but he lets you do whatever you want to him. The uniform is soon thrown to the floor, leaving him in his leather trousers and turtleneck.

You tug the neck down and lean closer, kissing his pulse point. Your wandering hands move around, slowly pulling his turtleneck up with the hem.

Xavier raises his arms to let you take it off fully, leaving him shirtless and huffing in the middle of your chamber. His chest is faintly pink where you grabbed him.

You wrap your arms around his waist to tug him back to you, attaching your mouth to his neck where you suck a hickey. Xavier groans deep in his throat, his fingers digging into your sides.

It goes on for seemingly a long time, him gripping your body for support, and you assaulting his neck with kisses and bites. When you lean back, a good part of his upper body has been covered in love marks.

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…love marks?

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Well, maybe not love, or not mutual at least. But still your marks on him regardless.

You stay there, breathing heavily, while Xavier looks at you strangely. You don't want him to be scared and back off.

You want him to stay and finish this with you.

But Xavier just reaches for the bottle of wine and chugs the rest of the contents before slamming the empty thing down behind you as he smashes his lips against yours. Shocked, you barely even feel him lifting you off the table and carrying you to the bed.

You are tightly holding onto him, so Xavier has to bend and follow you to the bed to lay you down. And that's how you pull him down with you, causing him to straddle you while the kiss goes on heatedly.

You moan into his mouth, biting his lips and trying to suck on his tongue. And Xavier just lets you. He bends to your whims very often, but to this extent…

Your thought gets cut off when Xavier's hands move behind your back and start to unzip your dress. Straightening ever so slightly, you bite his jaw and let him do it.

Quickly enough, the top of your dress pools around your hips, and his face is pressing to your neck and collarbones, slowly making its way to your chest. You tilt your head back, giving him more access.

It must be the wine, you think to yourself, that makes him so bold and forward. And of course, makes him come onto you like this.

The usual Xavier would never. He is too reserved and gentle, and…

…already has a beloved.

You hope his beloved will forgive you. And him too, you suppose.

You groan when he bites your shoulder before soothing it with his tongue. Then he peers behind your back, where he is resting his chin to take off your bra, fingers quick and nimble.

You want to know how they would feel inside you.

The bra falls, and he throws it to the floor, immediately putting his face in its place, licking and sucking on your breasts. Your hand find its way to his hair and tugs on the silver locks, making Xavier whimper against your skin.

Fuck… you did not know he was capable of making such sounds. Not even when he got injured. And now he is whimpering on your tits.

He looks up, locking his dazed eyes with you, right before opening his mouth to take your nipple in and sucking on it obediently.

You ruffle his hair, petting his head while enjoying the blissful feeling of having your crush's mouth on you like this. But you bet his mouth will feel even better somewhere else…

A giggle escapes you. Ugh, must be the alcohol.

Xavier pays that no mind and continues to suck on your chest, moving from one nipple to another. One of his hands joins the fun and plays with the unattended little bud, giving you double the stimulation.

Not wanting to stay passive, you lower your hands to find the waistband of his trousers and unbuckle his belt. Xavier nips at your nipple in retaliation, but you ignore that and go on to unbutton them.

Xavier pushes you down the mattress, his mouth never stops working on your chest. Meanwhile, you push his trousers down past his hips and then butt, but then you cannot reach any further to pull them off completely.

So, Xavier abandons your chest for a quick moment and gets rid of them himself. He is only wearing a pair of black boxer briefs now, and…

Something is bulging in there.

You salivate at the thought. He has gotten all hard just from kissing and sucking your chest.

Seeing you licking your lips, his eyes darken, and he crawls back to you, almost trapping you in his arms and under his body. But his body language is not aggressive, and he looks like he is waiting for you to make the first move this time as well.

You lift his chin and take a look at how swollen his lips are and how the marks you have left on him are littering his neck and chest. He looks even more beautiful like this.

"Do you… like what you're seeing, Your Majesty?" He asks in a low, breathless voice.

It makes you huff. He is using the title again. It makes you feel like you are taking advantage of your Grandis Knight.

"I told you… I'm not your Queen tonight…" You scowl, gripping his chin even more tightly. 

Xavier just smiles and dips his head down to lick your thumb.

"I'm sorry,…" He whispers your name, and you feel calm again.

You flip your position with him. Now Xavier is on his back on the bed while you straddle his stomach and kiss him hard. The alcohol really makes you a lot bolder, you think to yourself.

Xavier mumbles something inaudibly as he tugs your dress all the way down, leaving you in just your underwear now. All fair, you guess, since he is almost naked, too.

He kisses between your boobs, down to your stomach, nuzzling against it like a cat. You arch your back, moaning softly while he puts a few love marks on your tummy and hips.

And why is he marking you up so much? You don't know. But the way his mouth and hands touch you, it feels borderline obsessive.

"May I?" His fingers are hooked to your underwear.

You feel dizzy. The dizziest you have felt after drinking the wine. He is literally begging to take your underwear off. The whole time, you have been the one to take the initiative. But now? Maybe that last bit of wine really affects his brain.

You nod. There is no turning back for you, and you don't want to turn back either. As long as he agrees, you will have him.

Xavier slides the piece of fabric off your body, and you lift your legs to assist. You are completely naked now. 

When you look back up at him, a wave of dizziness washes over you, forcing you to sit down, and you almost fall flat on top of him. But to your shock, you have landed directly on something hard and poking at your skin.

You gulp.

Xavier, on the other hand, exhales and grips your hips more tightly. 

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No turning back now.

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Your hands reach out to grab his shoulders to steady your body, and then you start grinding on top of his clothed boner. He moans, panting harshly as his hips move with you even though he is trying to hold himself back.

"Are… are you sure…?" He asks, straining himself to hold back.

"Yes, I am sure." You try to speak firmly through the haze of alcohol. You might be drunk, but you know damn well you want Xavier.

"No turning back?"

"No turning back."

You kiss him and full-on grind against his bulge, catching Xavier off guard. But he recovers quickly, sucking on your tongue when you push it into his mouth.

He lets a low, breathy moan slip from his lips, and you catch it with your own. Then, you continue to advance, pulling him closer and closer as if trying to merge him with your own body.

Your bare core is dripping all over him, making his already-wet underwear even more drenched. He already feels so good like this, twitching and leaking under this piece of fabric.

As it drags on, Xavier slowly gets up and helps you sit down on the mattress while he hovers above you. Your hands find his waistband and strip him of the last coverage on his body.

His cock springs free, glistening with pre-cum in the soft lighting. You look down and slowly reach for it, testing his reactions.

Xavier stays still until your hand wraps around him, and then he moans softly. You pump your hand up and down around him, spreading his pre-cum out evenly. Meanwhile, unable to hold back, he thrusts into your hand, panting desperately.

"Feels good?" You ask, surging forward to kiss his neck and give it a quick bite.

"Yeah... really… good…" He groans, lowering his head onto your shoulder.

His thrusts get faster and faster while his moans fill the room, mixed with the wet sounds of your hand stroking him. A needy whine falls from his lips, and Xavier bites down on your shoulder to suppress the embarrassing noise.

"I… I can't…" He croaks out, but his hips are still moving, slamming against your hand. His cock twitches, and you think he is close.

"You can… Cum for me…" You whisper, feeling strangely ecstatic. Maybe it is because you have dreamt of this day for so long, having him wrapped around your fingers, begging and panting pitifully.

"Ahhh… hahh…" He jolts suddenly, gasping and arching as he cums announced. Sticky translucent liquid coats your hand, making it even more slippery. You keep it going for a few more seconds, prolonging his orgasm, until his face twists, starting to show how overstimulating it is. 

Then you let go.

He leans on you, trying to catch his breath. His dick is still half hard, twitching involuntarily. You rest your chin on his shoulder, nuzzling quietly, sniffing in his scent. The smell of alcohol is still strong, but his natural scent is starting to overwhelm it.

Then, Xavier turns his head to look at you with half-lidded, glassy eyes. You hold gaze with him, trying to figure out what he wants.

"Did you have fun?" He asks gently.

You nod, smiling a little as you caress the blush on his left cheek. Xavier nuzzles against your hand, kissing your palm.

"Can I… do something too?" He requests.

In the dim light of your room, Xavier does not look like a faraway star anymore. He has always seemed too out of your reach, like a distant planet in a vast galaxy where the skies bloom flowers and the ground is clouds, soft like cotton. And the wind there would carry the music of joyful birds through mountains made from lovers' vows.

But right now, he looks… Xavier. Utterly and wholly Xavier. Gentle, sweet, vulnerable Xavier. Your Xavier.

His right hand moves to grab your waist, but you barely even feel his touch. He calls your name, asking one more time, and you agree to him.

So, he lays you down in the bed and starts kissing, nibbling, sucking his way from your jaw to your stomach, leaving faint pink marks in his wake. His hands hold onto your ass, pulling you closer and closer to himself with every touch of his lips.

Xavier stops before he reaches your hips, looking up as if asking for permission once more. You nod again, wanting to see what a drunk Xavier would do with all this freedom given to him.

"Thank you…" His voice is light as feathers, gliding through the air and caressing your ears. You relax.

He dips his head down to kiss slowly around your hips to your pubic area. Your unshaved hair tickles his face, yet he does not seem to mind it. His hands tenderly part your legs, pushing them apart to reveal what is inside.

For a brief moment, you feel shy. But it quickly disappears when Xavier lands the first kiss on your inner thighs and then looks up at you with his pretty eyes and adorable red face.

He is exactly where you have been wanting him to be.

His teeth graze your soft skin before it gets marked with a fresh love bite. You cry out a little, but it only makes you more aroused. Xavier quickly looks up to make sure you are okay before continuing to nibble closer and closer to your most sensitive part.

Your eyes bore into his head, where his fluffy silver hair is hiding most of what he is doing to your lower body. Occasionally, Xavier looks up, and you can tell he is slowly losing control of himself by the gaze of his eyes.

He seems to be taking his sweet time, still attaching to your thighs and not where you want him the most. Getting impatient, you give his head a little push while gripping his hair, and Xavier's face is now on your pussy.

He raises his eyes just once more to look at you, his tongue poking out and touching your clit. You nod again, more firmly this time, and Xavier sticks his tongue out to lick.

It is experimental, in your opinion. You don't know if he has had experience with that mysterious beloved of his, but he seems to be taking it slow at first. Yet, it still makes you moan audibly.

But you know it instantly when Xavier switches it up and becomes bolder. He presses his tongue flat to your folds, licking up decisively before burying his face in your cunt and eating you out like a starved man.

You swear you scream right there and then, already sensitive after that long makeout session and jerking him off. One of your hands grabs his hair, pulling hard, while the other fists around the sheet, squeezing.

For one moment, you manage to catch sight of your reserved, proper, composed Knight smothering himself in your pussy, hair dishevelled, body tensed up as he feasts like a man who finds fresh water after wandering the desert for days. You cannot even see his face, only feel and hear him, sucking and licking your cunt like it is the tastiest thing in the universe.

His fingers join his mouth at your heat, one of them sliding in first and slowly thrusting in and out. Another one pushes in after, and Xavier scissors them open, stretching you out. His free hand keeps your leg spread, giving him space to move around as he wishes.

You yank on his hair as you buck up, groaning feverishly. This is the best you have been pleasured, and to think it will be the only time ever…

No time for sad thoughts, you need to enjoy this skilled mouth and tongue to the fullest. So you grind on his face, using him like a toy to get yourself off while Xavier continues to eat you out. 

The orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, and you black out for a few seconds. You are not sure if you cum or not, but when you can open your eyes again, Xavier is gently licking you up and cleaning whatever mess you have made down there.

His fingers are resting inside you, not moving anymore, and only now do you notice that he has put one more inside you, making it three fingers.

The orgasm was just that crazy, you muse to yourself.

You push yourself up, grabbing Xavier, who is cleaning his face with his unoccupied hand, and kiss him some more, tasting yourself on his lips and tongue. The sudden action causes him to remove his fingers from your cunt to grab onto you, trying to steady himself.

When he pulls away, panting heavily to catch his breath, you can see clearly the messy state he is in. Wild hair, dazed eyes, swollen lips, face glistening with your juices.

He looks perfect.

Xavier takes a look at his dirty hand and decides to lick it clean, right before your eyes. The whole time, you can only stare at his fingers and tongue, which are very pink and wet, sliding against one another.

You snap.

"No more playing, Xavier…" You tug hard on his arm, turning his attention fully back to you.

Immediately, you bite the side of his neck, then slowly trail back to his jaw and his lips. Xavier holds you flush to his body, starting to lay you down on the bed once more as he settles down between your legs.

You reach down and grab his length once more, wanting to stimulate him enough to make him fully hard again. But it seems to be unnecessary, as he has gotten all bricked up from eating you out.

"Fuck me." You say without hesitation. "Now."

He whines against your lips, hips still moving as you line his cock up with your entrance. Tonight, Xavier is yours, for the first and the last time.

He tilts his head and kisses below your ear, then down to your neck, nibbling gently. With a careless thrust, his tip touches your fluttering hole, sliding in slowly. 

You gasp, bracing yourself when you realise his size might be a bit challenging for you. The girth…

"Breathe…" He mumbles into your ear, reminding you.

And so you do. Breathe. Relax. Hold onto him.

Xavier takes his time, making sure you are comfortable taking him in, moving at snail's pace. You adjust to him inch by inch, trying your best not to be impatient.

It does not hurt.

He is frowning in concentration, holding himself back from thrusting in.

But at last, he is finally hilt deep inside you, staying still for you to keep adjusting. You huff in breath after breath, shifting a little to feel comfortable.

Xavier helps you before using his thumb to rub your clit, making you jump in surprise.

"Hahh… what…?"

"Shhh… just enjoy it…" He whispers in a weak voice, sounding forced.

You nod to him, moaning softly while your pussy throbs, clenching and unclenching until the stimulation works, and you signal for him to move.

Xavier does not waste time once he gets your permission, sliding in and out rhythmically. You wrap your arms around his neck, encouraging him to go faster.

So, he speeds up, snapping his hips against you while you drag him back into a kiss. Xavier gasps when you clench hard around him, and you take advantage of that to slide your tongue into his mouth.

"Hmm… ahh…" He groans your name, whimpering when you bite his lip hard enough to draw blood. The kiss now tastes of copper, and the scent mixed with the influence of alcohol turns you feral.

He is leaving tomorrow. He is leaving you, and somehow you are fucking him in your own chamber, both drunk and desperate.

You hold onto him more tightly, kissing him more deeply as his cock is still drilling into you. And maybe, you wish, if you and Xavier fuck hard enough tonight, he would not have the strength and will to leave you tomorrow.

Just maybe. Maybe he would stay.

Tears escape your eyes, turning the kiss all wet and salty. His movements never stop, only speeding up, fucking you deep and hard.

He must know why you are crying. And yet…

Xavier abruptly turns his head and bites your neck, giving you a hickey there. The bite hurts, and you cry out in pain.

But you love it. You want it. You even wish he would continue to bite you some more. However, Xavier lifts his head and starts kissing your tears away, turning back into his gentle self, shushing you quietly.

His arms wrap around you, holding you against his chest while he continues to move, thrusting into you as deep as he can. Xavier buries his face in your hair, murmuring something you cannot make out.

You don't care that much anyway. You already know nothing you do will change his decision. But you really, really want to be selfish for once and keep him locked up in your room, forever bound to your body like this. 

But he is his own person, as you are yours, and you and he are not even dating. Having him like this, you should be satisfied and let him go.

(And you know you will never be able to do that.)

Xavier reaches down with one hand to rub your little rosebud, his cock still ramming into you almost uncontrollably. His other hand cups your face and brings you into the last kiss he will ever share with you.

Everything disappears, and there is only you and him remaining. No more Philos, no more Wanderers, no more responsibilities. Just Xavier and you.

You are lost in bliss and ecstasy when you finally reach your peak, tightening around him as you cum, spilling out right before Xavier does too. He moans into your mouth, still thrusting mindlessly until both you and he feel overstimulated and he is forced to stop.

It seems like all of his strength leaves his body with that final thrust, and Xavier collapses half on top of you. The tired man nuzzles your shoulder before lifting his hips to slip out and move himself off your body to lie next to you.

Exhausted, both from drinking too much and the intense sex, you don't even bother with anything else and pass out immediately.

Halfway into your dream, you can still feel phantom hands gathering you and pulling you close to a warm body, with a soft kiss landing on your temple.

But before you can understand what is going on, darkness swallows you whole.

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When morning comes, the ray of sunlight hits you in the eyes and forces you to wake up. You sit up, rubbing your eyes and groaning when your head starts pounding.

Right… the wine…

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"XAVIER!" You yell when you realise what has happened and frantically look around to find him.

But the whole chamber is empty except for you. There is no one else to be found.

You look down at yourself, dressed in a soft nightgown and…

"Clean?" You mutter when you check your body, finding no trace of the wild, impulsive sex you had last night with your friend, who is also your Grandis Knight.

Even the bed is clean.

And now you start to doubt your memory. What if last night was just a dream you had?

You get off your bed, wanting to check around the room. But the sight of a cup of hangover relief on your nightstand catches your eye first, and you pick it up after some thought.

You drink it. The taste of honey soothes your dry throat right away. But the headache is still hammering in your skull, and you doubt any remedy can cure that quickly.

Your dress from yesterday… You find it on the coat hanger. Upon a closer inspection, there is a small rip on the side at the waist.

Xavier did grab that part very hard last night when you were making out with him, according to your hazy memory. Wanting to confirm it some more, you push through the headache and make a beeline to the table in the middle of your chamber.

All the food and utensils are gone, but you can still see a small dent on the surface right where Xavier must have slammed the wine bottle down last night.

You definitely had sex with him and then cried your eyes out while fucking him.

A knock on the door startles you.

"Your Majesty!" A maid calls. "The ceremony is in an hour."

The ceremony, right, and Xavier will leave at that exact moment, too. You look out your window, casting your eyes in the direction where you know his ship is located.

Xavier truly has left you, even though he is still on Philos. 

You did not expect him to stay until you woke up, but it still hurts to think about it. But who cleaned you up?

The only logical answer is Xavier himself. The maids cannot enter your chamber without permission. No one can. And you doubt Xavier would have been bold enough to open the door to call them in and clean you up after having sex with you.

You sigh to yourself. No use dwelling on what happened last night anymore. Him not staying until you woke up can only mean one thing - he is leaving. He is probably on the ship to prepare for departure now.

You take a deep breath and call your maids in. Time to get ready for the ceremony. 

FIN.

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Xavier is a jealous man. He is well aware of that.

It was not easy for him to enter this relationship with you, the only relationship he has ever had with you across your multiple lifetimes.

It is only natural that he has given himself a duty to make sure this relationship will never fall apart and that you will only love him.

So, one can only imagine his panic when he realises you have been checking out some women while going shopping with him.

At first, he thought you were just checking out their outfits, but once he saw you staring intensely at a woman in old, baggy clothes, he understood it was not about what they were wearing at all.

So Xavier figured you are attracted to women, too. And now he does feel a little bit scared. He does not want to compete against more people.

He needs to show you he can be as versatile as you want him to.

He needs to make a plan.

Xavier starts ordering a few packages to his house (he triple-checks to make sure the address is correct) and sorts through all the products he has bought to make sure you will like what he will show you.

For two whole weeks, that is all he does. Planning and learning.

But what he needs now is an opportunity.

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Your week has been stressful and full of hectic schedules. Xavier has not been able to meet you much, except for some quiet moments at night, spent solely on sleeping.

You are more irritated than usual, but he does not mind it. His patience is enough for both.

But it is not healthy for your health, which demands relief soon. He can help with that. He wants to help with that.

So, he goes through the schedule you shared with him and picks a good day to carry out his plan. You should not be tired that day, and also have a day off right after to rest.

He finds a day - next Friday. Your work that day will mostly be deskwork, while his will be physical. Perfect. He can wrap up his work early and come home to prepare the surprise for you.

Even just thinking about it makes him giddy. He cannot wait.

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D-Day has arrived. He calls early and tells you (lies to you) that he will be home late, and you should eat out before going home.

He figures you might get to spend some time with your friends first after the hectic weeks.

Meanwhile, Xavier goes home and showers happily, putting on the clothes he has bought and laying out all the toys that he thinks you might want to use.

He is not sure what kind of sex you might want to have later, so he has been staying off food all day and cleaned himself…

Just in case.

He texts you one just to ask when you will make it home.

"Maybe in 15 mins"

"Have you gone home"

As he receives your texts, Xavier smiles to himself and texts back to tell you that he is "on his way".

He gets a cat gif saying "Okay" back from you.

Then he lights the scented candle and dutifully kneels at the bedroom door to wait for you to come home.

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"Xavier, I'm home!" You call from the doorway, taking off your shoes and jacket before rushing to the bathroom to freshen up and get rid of the grime and dust of the city outside on your face.

His work shoes are neatly placed in the cabinet by the door, so you are assuming that he has arrived home before you.

It is already late, way past dinnertime, but the house is strangely silent. There is a gentle scent of… some sort of flowers, but no sound can be heard at all.

"Xavier? Are you home?" You call again, frowning a little. You were hoping to meet him at home. You barely got to spend any time with Xavier for a while now with that hectic schedule…

Feeling a bit upset, you tell yourself he might be out to eat. Maybe he will come home in a bit.

The strange smell of sweet flower, though… it seems to come from the bedroom. You wonder if he has brought some back from Jeremiah's shop.

You head in the direction of the bedroom, planning to change out of your clothes and maybe lie down a bit while waiting for him to go home.

However, the sight before your eyes when you open the door is not what you were expecting at all.

"Welcome home, beloved." Xavier smiles at you from his spot on the floor, wearing a cute white puffy crop top and a pair of denim shorts.

Women's denim shorts, to be exact.

The types that fan out a little at the hem with some white fabric layers underneath, making them look less like shorts and more like a skirt.

He even puts on just a little makeup, making his lips redder and cheeks blush like the roses you and he are growing on the balcony.

"What…?" You look around, a bit confused, but appreciating the sight nonetheless.

Some objects on the bed catch your eye, and now you can feel the heat creeping up on your face.

"I figured you want to release some steam after… You know?" He peers up, pouting his lips a little.

"And is this how you will help me release… some steam?" You grin, bending down to look closer at his face.

"Exactly." He beams back, tugging on your trousers. "Don't let all my preparation go to waste, alright?"

You pet his head.

"Don't worry, I won't."

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

You agree to roleplay with him. Xavier said today he wants to be your sweet girlfriend, from the way he dresses to how you can call him. You have not the faintest idea of why he decided to do this, but you will humour him and happily play along.

So you kiss his cheek and take off your jacket. You will make sure to pamper him well today, treating him like the pretty girl he is.

You cup his cheek and caress his soft skin a little. Xavier closes his eyes and turns his head to kiss your palm.

"Do you want me to call you a different name, or is your real name okay?"

"I think I prefer being called by the nicknames you gave me." He nuzzles against your hand.

"Alright, baby, stand up and let me see what you're wearing."

You help him to his feet and lead him to the bed. Then you sit down on the edge and tell him to give it a twirl.

Xavier does as he is told, giving you a full look at his outfit. He even wears a brand new pair of cute shoes, which makes him slightly taller than he already is.

You reach out and tug him closer by his hands before grabbing his waist and squeezing slightly.

"But I'm wondering… which kind of sweet girl you might be?"

"I can be any kind of sweet girl you want me to." He looks down at you, stepping closer to stand between your legs.

"Surprise me then. I'll make sure to play along to whatever you choose."

"I want a kiss first. I prepared this well for you--" He boldly asks, batting his eyelashes teasingly.

You chuckle and pull him down into a sweet, slow kiss. His lipstick smears with yours, mixing into a brand new shade of red.

Leaving his lips, you make your way down his jawline, peppering more pink marks on his skin, nibbling gently to make him breathe faster.

At the same time, your hands travel down his thighs just to slide up into his shorts, caressing his butt behind those layers of fabric.

Xavier whines softly, lifting his chin so you can have better access to his neck.

"Beautiful…" You hum, biting him slightly.

"Ah… yes, just for you." He squirms in your hold, hands clumsily trying to grab your arms.

You are pretty sure he is putting on an act for you for now, so you are even more determined to make him lose his mind later to the point of being unable to act anymore.

Pulling Xavier onto the bed, you firmly make him sit on your thighs while you continue the assault on his neck and collarbone area as he whimpers and arches.

His hips start to move, causing his lower body to grind on your thighs. And even through a layer of denim shorts, you can feel a slight bulge poking at your skin.

"Good girl, Xayxay…" You pull back and cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb on his lower lip. "Open your mouth for me."

He obeys, playing the role of a shy, sweet girl perfectly, and opens his mouth just enough for your thumb to slide in.

"Suck." You order. Xavier quickly does as he is told, his tongue flicking out to lick your finger before he closes his lips around it and sucks diligently.

"That's my girl." You whisper, grabbing his ass behind his shorts.

Xavier pouts, causing you to chuckle a bit before taking your hand back. But he suddenly leans forward and catches your fingers with his teeth, biting just gently.

"Are you teasing me?" He murmurs in a soft, airy tone.

"Can't you tell?"

Xavier huffs, but says nothing. So, you continue.

"You can put a bit more effort into being my sweet girlfriend, you know?"

He frowns a little, thinking hard before his lips curve up into a sly smile. You can immediately sniff out something naughty in those thoughts he is having.

"Jiejie…" He calls sweetly, subtly lowering himself to look up at you with adoration in his eyes.

Your face reddens quickly. If you did not know this is your boyfriend acting as a cute girl, you would call this a "green tea behaviour".

(Well, Xavier has always been a bit green tea anyway, with how he keeps baiting you by acting all pouty and needy…)

But you shake it off quickly, lifting his chin up.

"Say that again."

"Jiejie…" He pouts. "You like cute girls like me, right?"

You bite the inside of your cheek, trying not to laugh and ruin this whole roleplay. But fuck… Xavier is so good at being a cute girl.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. He is getting to you. Then you open your eyes and quickly recompose yourself.

"Well, yes. And you are the cutest of them all." You grin and cup his nape to pull him closer. His face is merely a few centimetres away from yours, and his warm breath is caressing your lips.

Xavier's eyes glance down a few times, and he swallows hard.

"Scared?"

"No."

"Why do you look nervous then, Xayxay?"

"You look like you want to devour me."

"Isn't that what you want?"

"Yes, but… there's something different about you today."

You chuckle before pinning him down, trapping him under your body. Xavier gulps, but you can see the excitement in his eyes. If he had bunny ears, they would be twitching frantically now.

Straightening, you reach for the lipstick on the nightstand and reapply it to your lips. Then, you start kissing his neck, leaving red marks all over his skin.

"Call me like that again, and I'll give you a proper kiss." You whisper to him as he moans under a gentle bite.

"Jie… Jiejie…" He whimpers.

"That's my girl." You praise before lifting yourself and kissing him deeply. The lipstick on your lips is almost gone, now having marked his neck and collarbones in a dark shade of red.

Your hands wander lower to his hips and carefully untuck his blouse so they can freely roam on his body.

When you first came into the room, you could already tell he was wearing a bra underneath (though, normally, his big boobs should already be wearing one, not just when he pretends to be a girl), but you are surprised to touch lace lingerie underneath his blouse.

You need to get him out of this outfit, no matter how good he looks.

So you unbutton his top quickly, almost ripping off a few buttons. Xavier gasps, having been caught off guard, pushing himself up a little for you to pull the blouse off him.

The red lace bra catches you off guard, standing out on his pale skin. As Xavier takes a deep breath, your eyes are glued to his big, captivating bo--

"Jiejie…" His soft voice calls you back to reality.

You clear your throat, feeling blood rushing to your face and ears. Xavier must have noticed your reaction already, which is why he is grinning mischievously.

"Do you like what you're seeing?"

You swallow. He looks so inviting right now, and your hands actually twitch at the thought of touching and grabbing him.

Xavier takes your hands and puts them on his chest.

"Feel me… don't hold back."

Your hands start to roam his skin, gently pinching and rubbing to feel him better. Xavier arches, moaning quietly.

"Not enough… I need your mouth on me… Jiejie, please…" His big, deep blue eyes stare at you, begging. And who are you to reject it?

You dip down and bite the side of his neck while your hands slide under his bra to finally explore what is underneath. He gasps out a pained groan, yet his body keeps pressing against you as if asking for more.

Your fingers have found his nipples and start to tease him by pinching and rolling the little buds, making him moan louder. Meanwhile, your mouth is kissing and nibbling your way down to his collarbones as your tongue occasionally flicks out to taste him.

His hands are lingering on your hips, tugging on your shirt a little. You did not notice this at first, too busy playing with him. But as his fingers brush past your skin, you immediately realise what he is doing.

"Trying to do something, bunny?" You chuckle, blowing a warm breath on his chest, right above his bra.

"I wanna feel you more… Please, jiejie…" He pouts, tugging on your shirt more desperately.

"Be patient…"

"I don't want to wait anymore…!" He huffs, and a pout is forming on his lips as he tries to pull your shirt up.

You grab his wrists and pin them down above his head, leaning down to whisper in his ears.

"Bad girl, Xayxay…" You nip at his lobe.

"I don't want you to tease me anymore."

"If you want to be rewarded, you have to behave." You state, ending his tantrum there.

Xavier struggles a little in your grip, but then becomes pliant, only scowling a little as you straighten a bit to look at him.

"But your little hissy fit won't go unpunished, baby. Open your pretty mouth."

His scowl deepens for a moment before relaxing, and he reluctantly opens his mouth.

You spit into it to his surprise. And before he recovers from the small shock, you close his mouth shut with one hand.

"Say 'thank you', Xayxay."

"T…Thank you, jiejie."

"Good girl."

When his eyes light up from being praised, you immediately swoop down to kiss him, pushing your tongue into his mouth.

"Suck." You give him a quiet order, and Xavier complies, sucking on your tongue while making small, random sounds of pleasure from the back of his throat.

"That's my girl." You pull back, complimenting him as he preens a little, looking slightly proud of himself.

"Thank you…" He hums, closing his eyes for a quick moment.

You slide your hands under his ass, past the fluffy layers of his shorts, to give him a little squeeze. Xavier gasps, arching as he spreads his legs.

"Jiejie… stop teasing me…!" His hands make their way to his shorts' button, trying to free himself from the piece of clothing.

You grab his wrists, tutting as you stop him. Xavier whines, clearly unhappy. But the bratty whine quickly turns into a high-pitched moan when you press your knee to his crotch, rubbing a little.

Something hard, like metal, pokes back at your knee from behind his shorts. Curiosity rises in your heart, and now you want nothing more than to strip him bare of this pretty outfit and find out what he has prepared for you.

But you cannot let him have this so easily… no.

"Beg nicely, and jiejie will do it for you." You purr into his ear, testing out the honourific. It rolls off your tongue naturally.

"Please, jiejie… take off my clothes…" He looks up at you with big blue eyes, batting his eyelashes a little. "I've been a very good girl for you, haven't I? Please, jiejie… I'll do whatever you tell me to do…"

As he speaks, his legs keep slowly spreading further and further apart. You know Xavier is super flexible with all his training for battles, but fuck…! Whenever he takes advantage of that for sex, it turns you on so damn much.

"Come on, jiejie… use me." He gives you a small pout, and oooh… something has snapped.

You quickly unbutton his shorts and pull them down in one smooth movement, revealing his lace panties. Xavier gasps, almost closing his legs on instinct.

You throw his clothes down onto the floor and push his thighs apart to admire his preparation for you. The panties, if they can be called that, are merely laces put together with a cute bow on top. There is a slit in the middle, and as he arches subconsciously, you can see the base of his butt plug - the metal one with a purple gem at the end.

And his dick… well, your question is finally answered. It is neatly locked inside a small metal chastity cage, still leaking pre-cum.

You chuckle, pleased with what you are seeing. Xavier gulps nervously under your stare, knowing he has done a good job of attracting you.

"So pretty… I'll make sure to treat your… pussy nicely today." You smile and slide a finger into his panties through the slit, pushing the plug deeper into his hole.

Xavier moans quietly, and you can see his entrance clench just a little around the metal toy.

"Let me… serve you too, jiejie… I'll be your best girl…" He huffs out, tugging on your hand.

"Oh? So you will do as I say, right?" You grin at him, and Xavier nods frantically. "Good girl, Xayxay."

You tug on his plug, pulling it out slightly and then pushing it back in. Xavier groans, pushing himself down to grind on your hand, but you pin him down with your free one, making him stay still while you tease him.

"Ahh…" He gasps out your name, the honourific temporarily forgotten. You smirk to yourself, hand moving faster while you bend down to bite on his shoulder.

Xavier writhes beneath your body, trying to cling to you. A pained yelp escapes his lips, yet he does not push you back. Instead, he sinks deeper into the feeling of submission and lets you do whatever you want to him.

Your mouth nibbles its way down from his shoulder to his chest, pressing your tongue to his nipple through the fabric of his bra. Xavier squirms a bit, trying to get you to touch him more.

"Such a needy little bunny." You hum, pushing your tongue into his bra, tasting his skin.

Your right hand comes up to play with his other nipple, pinching and rolling it between your fingers, drawing a few more moans from him.

But you still let the bra stay on him, dishevelled and wet as it has gotten. Xavier seems to be a bit annoyed, but soon, you wrap your lips around one side of his chest and start sucking, and his throat can only produce those sounds of pleasure once more.

After sucking both sides of his chest and having enough fun, you straighten and grab a bottle of lube from the pile of toys and other necessary stuff Xavier has prepared.

"W-What are you d-doing, jiejie…?" He asks, a bit out of breath.

"You'll see." You give him a wink and pin him down again, kissing him deeply. Your hands push his legs open, and you gently pull the plug out of him.

Xavier moans in surprise into your mouth, and you thrust your tongue into his. Meanwhile, you lube up your fingers without being noticed by him and poke at his entrance.

"Ah… jiejie…" He gasps. "Please… ah…"

"Please what? Use your words, Xayxay…"

"Please…" His ears redden. "F-Fuck me with your f-fingers…!"

Normally, he does not curse. But these words sometimes slip out during sex, and you can never resist the urge to pound on him. So, you crash your lips against his once again, just as your fingers enter his "pussy", pumping in and out slowly.

He clenches around your fingers, and soft, fluttering walls seemingly trying to swallow the digits greedily. You let him have it, pressing your fingers to his walls, curling them to rub at his prostate.

Xavier cries out during the sloppy, clumsy kiss he is sharing with you. You bite on his lower lip, tugging a little on it while pressing hard at his prostate, causing his eyes to roll back.

"Such a greedy pussy, Xayxay. You won't even let me pull my fingers out, huh?" You tease him as his hole clenches hard around you.

"Nghhh…" He moans feverishly.

"Can you even cum, Xayxay?" You tease, laughing at him a little. "Or do you need a bit more in your cute little cunt?"

He whimpers, writhing underneath you, hole clenching tightly. Inside the cage, his cock twitches and keeps releasing more and more pre-cum. It cannot erect, and you actually don't know if he can cum, but he can still have a dry orgasm.

Though him cumming thought the tiny hole in his cage would be really fun to see.

You add the third finger, stretching him out a bit more. However, this size is barely anything compared to what you had done with him before.

Keeping him pinned down, you keep pumping your fingers into his boypussy relentlessly. Xavier's hands are clinging to you, digging his nails into your skin while demanding more.

You kiss him when he sounds too desperate, and Xavier happily lets you dominate his mouth as well. At the same time, his body tenses up, and you can tell he is about to reach his peak.

"Come on, bunny, cum for jiejie." You breathe into his mouth, urging him. Xavier moans something unintelligible back, so you assume that he means he is cumming soon.

You curl your fingers and rub harder at his prostate, whispering praises of how he is such a good, pretty girl if he cums from your fingers alone.

As soon as the last word leaves your lips, Xavier jolts up, convulsing wildly as he orgasms, writhing uncontrollably against you. His cock twitches, but no cum spills out, signalling a dry orgasm.

It is fine. You still have more for later.

Xavier pants, lips parted as warm breath caresses your ear and cheek from how close you are next to him. Your fingers are still moving in and out slowly to help him ride out the pleasure, but they are no longer pressing at his prostate.

"Jiejie… felt so good…" He nuzzles.

"Good girl, Xayxay." You praise, kissing his forehead before pulling your fingers out and wiping them clean with a towel he has prepared beforehand.

"Thank you…" He pushes himself up. "Tell me what to do next, I wanna service you." He pouts.

You know he is asking to eat pussy in his own, indirect way. However, this is about how you will enjoy him, not the other way around. But maybe if he knows how to make you happy, it can be his reward.

"Stay still and wait for me." You give him an order before stripping yourself of clothes. Xavier's eyes are glued to your body, and you can even hear an audible gulp from him.

"Love… what are you…?" The usual pet name slips out before he even realises it. You ignore him and put the strap on.

"Pick one." You gesture to the dildos he has put on the bed.

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Pick the one you want. And pick carefully."

Xavier looks at the toys. You and he have collected quite a lot of different toys after a while, even the number of dildos only…

He picks up a pretty big one. Not the biggest one, but enough for him to struggle to take it the other day.

Xavier gives it to you, and you proceed to put it on. Then, you lie down.

"I want you to ride me." You give him the lube bottle. "Do it yourself since you want to service me so badly."

His eyes widen, but he quickly pulls his panties down. They have been moved around quite a lot when you fingered him. The front barely covers his cage, and most of the fabric is wet from the lube and his own pre-cum.

"Have fun. Do what you want." You did give him an order to ride you. However, you love giving him room to improvise and play around before getting to it.

So, you are not exactly surprised when he decides to lower his head and tries to give you a blowjobs first.

"Can I touch you as well? Not just the strap…" He asks, receiving a small nod from you.

While his tongue is busy licking the dildo up and down, his fingers gently run up and down between your folds, dipping in and out. You hum in satisfaction, encouraging him.

Xavier takes the toy into his mouth just as his fingers enter you completely, curling up to find your G-spot. Meanwhile, he is trying to suck "your dick" off like it is real, even going as far as to deepthroat it.

You love entertaining him. So, you thrust up a little to make his eyes water so prettily. Xavier gags, trying to breathe before bobbing his head. His lips, which are still pink from the remnants of the lipstick, tightly wrap around the girth of the toy.

"Such a pretty girl, sucking me off like this." You grab his hair, pulling a little. His fingers inside you stop moving for a few seconds. But when he realises you are not pulling him off the toy, they start again.

You push his head down slowly until his nose reaches the strap, and the toy is hitting the back of his throat.

"Look at me, Xayxay."

His glossy eyes look up, and he starts to struggle to breathe. The toy is truly big. His mouth is fully open to fit the girth of the toy.

"Aww… can't you breathe?" You say to him with mock sympathy. His hand has stopped completely, letting his fingers rest inside your pussy from how much he has to concentrate on sucking the dildo.

When his eyes start to lose focus, you let him go, and Xavier pulls back almost right away, taking in big gulps of air. His hand leaves your core, and you almost pout at the loss, but you want to see how he will continue with this.

Xavier looks back at you with pitiful eyes.

"Jiejie, you're so cruel."

"But did you love it?"

…

…

…

"I did." He admits after a moment of hesitancy. Then, he licks his fingers clean. "You taste so good. Please, can I?"

You give in and say yes, since he was so good sucking on the toy like that. Xavier smirks to himself as he lowers his body and starts nibbling on your thighs. The dildo stays in its place, proudly pointing to the ceiling while Xavier feasts.

He drags his tongue from your inner thigh to your cunt, gently parting the folds. Then he licks up to your clit and sucks hard. His hand returns to your core, his fingers sliding into your fluttering entrance and starting to move again.

You wrap your legs around his head, trapping him there. Your thighs are pressing against his ears, keeping him in place. Not like you need to because even if you want him gone now, you have to remove him by force.

Once he is allowed to eat your pussy, there is barely anything that can stop this man from having his fill.

You grab his hair again, pulling him even closer to the point of pressing your whole cunt to his face. Xavier does not mind, continuing to suck and thrust his digits into you diligently.

Already aroused from fingering him earlier, it does not take you long to cum. Your mind goes blank as your body tenses up right before your essence spills out of you, which Xavier quickly laps up, not wasting any drop.

You can even hear a few happy noises he makes, almost like a giggle, right before your legs loosen around him, and you pull his head up by his hair.

Xavier's face is blushing red, and he is licking his lips like a cat after eating its dinner.

"Happy?" You ask, still a bit out of breath after that orgasm.

"Hmm… very. I want more."

"No."

"But…!"

"Get up. You had your fun. Now I want to see you ride me."

His eyes, which have now become more focused, dart to the dildo. He picks up the bottle of lube next to your legs and straddles you.

Xavier pours a generous amount of lube onto the toy and starts stroking it. You bite your lower lip, trying to imagine it as him stroking your di…

He interrupts your thoughts by getting up and reaching down to lube up his entrance on his own, pushing his fingers in and out alongside the lube.

You can see him swallow, grabbing the dildo with one hand while the other braces against your body. Then, he sinks down slowly.

"Ah-ahhh…" Xavier moans softly, shifting around a little to try taking it in deeper. He did pick a rather big toy.

"Good girl… go slow." You encourage him, holding his hips with both hands to help him out.

"It's big…" He pants, but it does not sound like complaining.

"I know… you're doing well…" You coo a little, reaching down to stabilise the toy and help open his entrance a little bit more.

Xavier whimpers once half of the toy is in. Now that your hands are holding the toy, his own are free to leave to grab your shoulder so he can stay balanced.

It takes a while, but soon, the dildo is buried deep inside him to the hilt. He stays still to breathe, kneeling on both sides of your hips.

Your hands roam his body, massaging the tense muscles gently to make him feel better. His ears and face are all red from the effort to take all of the toy's length into his hole.

"Are you good, Xayxay?"

"Yes… it feels go- I mean, I'm good." His slip of the tongue causes you to laugh a little, and he pouts. "You can't make fun of me…!"

You reach up and cup his cheek to bring him down for a sweet kiss to soothe him. Xavier hums against your lips, seemingly satisfied now.

As the kiss drags on, his hips start to move, grinding and bouncing on your strap. You grab his ass with both hands, supporting his movements.

His pants and moans keep getting louder and louder, and you keep swallowing his breath as he does not pull away from the kiss. His tongue desperately flicks out to get a taste of your lips, and you take the opportunity to bite it to tease him.

"Ahh… hahhh…" He groans, finally straightening. His cock, locked in the chastity cage, bounces up and down with his body, but is totally helpless from its confinement.

You smack his ass hard, making Xavier cry out loudly and arch. Fuck, he looks so damn good right now that you cannot help but squeeze his ass hard.

"Jiejie…" He whimpers. You take your hands back and reach up to grab his chest, pinching his perky nipples. "Nghh… ahhh…."

More high-pitched moans keep falling out of his lips, and you relish in the sounds. Even though he is lost in the pleasure, he never stops his roleplaying, and you love him so much for that.

You roll his nipples between your fingers, pulling on them slightly while thrusting up into his 'cunt'. Xavier whines louder, jolting up like he has been electrocuted.

"Won't you cum for me, Xayxay? Are you gonna be a good girl again for jiejie?" You poke into the tiny hole of his cage, rubbing his tip with your finger.

"Ahh~ That feels s-so good…" He whimpers, almost doubling over. "R-rub me… please… I'm y-your good g-girl… AAHH!"

He bucks up, eyes starting to water as you poke the small hole of his cock.

"Sensitive?" You thrust up hard.

"Y-Yea… very…"

"Oh?" You poke again. He almost sobs at the overwhelming sensation, bouncing more desperately on the toy.

"W-Wanna c-cum… ple-please…"

His hips start thrusting forward as well on instinct, but all it does is make the tip knock hard against your finger, which keeps making him more and more overstimulated.

"Please… tell me… t-to cum… I've been y-your good g-girl…" He begs, whimpering, repeating the same words over and over again. You can tell there is barely anything left in his mind, just this big ass toy in his boypussy and your touch on his skin.

You smack his ass again, and he audibly sobs.

"Not yet."

Your words seem to cause him to cry, overstimulated and desperate for release. Drool is dripping from the corner of his mouth as his lower body never stops moving on the toy.

"PLEASE LET ME CUM! I'M YOUR GOOD BUNNY JIEJIE! I'M A GOOD GIRL PLEASE…!!!" He wails, his movements becoming clumsier and sloppier.

Since he is so sincere…

You slam your strap up into him, bottoming out. Then, you tug hard on his nipples, ordering loudly.

"CUM!"

White essence spills out from his tip almost instantly, leaking through the little hole of the chastity cage as he screams in ecstasy. You hold out your arms to catch him as he falls forward and convulses uncontrollably.

Your hips keep on moving slowly for a few more moments to prolong his orgasm while he sniffles and mindlessly mumbles something you cannot quite catch.

Carefully lowering him to the mattress, you pull out of him and check. His entrance is still gaping from taking such a big toy, pulsing gently. You trace your finger around it, making him twitch and jolt.

"T-Too much…! Ah!" He stammers, closing his legs, which you let him do. But you are not done with him.

"Enjoyed your little ride, bunny?" You ask, getting a nod from Xavier. "Of course you did. You even 'squirted' quite a bit."

You wipe up a little bit of his cum on his belly and raise your finger to his lips. Xavier flicks his tongue out to lick it clean, keeping up his good girl image.

"Cute."

"Thank you." He leans forward to nuzzle his nose against your hand.

You take off the strap and continue to pamper him so he can regain his strength for the last round. You give him (and yourself) some water, wipe his face clean of drool and give him a few gentle kisses. Xavier still has more than enough stamina, but the denied orgasm really wore him out a bit more than usual.

"Bunny, where is your cage's key?" You ask, whispering into his ear.

"Hmm…? You wanna unlock it?"

"Just tell me."

He points at the nightstand, where a silvery key is lying neatly next to your stuff. You move it closer to where he is resting, but make no move to free him.

"Still up for more, bunny?" You grin, massaging his thighs. Xavier says yes without hesitating.

You mount him, pressing your hands to his chest. Xavier's breath hitches in his throat, and his eyes sparkle with excitement. Normally, you like him to top a lot since he has more stamina, so the sight of you hovering above him always sends a thrill through his body.

With his eyes half-lidded, he smiles at you like an idiot as his hands grab your thighs.

"Are you going to ride me, jiejie?" He looks hopeful.

"What do you think?" You lift his chin with your finger.

"I think you should let 'me' out."

"And… you've been enough of a good girl to earn that?"

He nods. After all, he has been nothing but obedient and sweet.

"I'm your best girl, jiejie. I'll always be your good girl." His head dips slightly, and he gently licks your finger, which has slipped past his chin.

Xavier continues to nibble on it, raising his eyes to look at you as if begging. You make a small gesture to open his mouth, then slide some digits into it.

"Hmm…" He sucks.

"Pretty girl." You praise him, and he giggles on your fingers.

His tongue trails up and down before abandoning them, licking down your palm while his teeth carefully nip at your skin.

It tickles a little, but you don't mind it. And he looks super cute like this, which only arouses you even more.

You quietly move yourself lower until you can grind against his chastity cage. Xavier's eyes widen as soon as he finds out what you are doing, and a loud whine erupts from his throat.

"You're being cruel to me."

"Am I?"

"You know I can barely feel it."

You laugh at him and swoop down to take a bite of his cheek since he looks so damn cute. Xavier yelps, holding a hand on his cheek right after you let him go.

"Why?!"

"You look like a rice ball. I just wanted to bite you so badly." You chuckle, teasing him some more.

"You are really, really cruel."

"Oh? Then I guess I should live up to my reputation." You grin at him, and Xavier realises he has fucked up.

But before he can say anything, you are already cuffing his hands to the headboard, and Xavier pulls on it helplessly. Rules of the bedroom: No Evol unless discussed beforehand or agreed upon during sex acts. And he knows you will not let him free himself with his Evol anyway

Then, you take another strap and toy to put it on him while pinning him down as he protests. He was expecting you to free him, and this was not a part of his plan.

"What? Using a strap on my lovely girlfriend is only reasonable, right?"

"You…!"

"Ah-ah! Bad girl…" You tut.

Your 'lovely girlfriend' can only watch you lube up the toy and hop on it, lowering yourself until the whole length disappears inside your body.

Well, you usually prefer the real thing to toys (unless it is a vibrator), but you will fuck around with him some more.

You start to ride the toy, which is placed slightly above his trapped cock. Your hands still play with his nipples, giving him the barest minimum of pleasure to keep him on edge, but never enough to actually feel good.

Xavier instinctively thrusts up as you move on top of him, bouncing and grinding, even rubbing yourself with one hand while the other is occupied with his chest.

Your poor lover is getting more and more frustrated as it goes on, and soft whimpers and pleas never stop falling from his lips. He is desperate and wants to feel you around him, but you are in control now.

"Want me to ride you for real, bunny?" You huff, asking at last.

"YES! YES PLEASE!" He almost sobs in relief.

"Whose girl are you, Xayxay?" You drag a hand down his neck.

"I'm your girl! I'm your pretty girl… your obedient girl… please…"

"Good. You're mine, Xayxay."

"I'm yours… I'll always be yours… jiejie, please…"

He is visibly shaking, hands gripping tightly to the cuffs while stammering random words to beg for his 'freedom'.

"Since you're so sincere…" You caress his chin a little, then slow down on the toy, carefully lifting yourself off it.

"Thank you, jiejie… thank you…" He whimpers, watching you free his cock from the cage.

As you touch his flesh, Xavier hisses loudly. You can already guess how sensitive it is from the redness. It is not soft, but still only half hard from being suppressed in the cage.

"Hah…! Be careful… please…" He writhes.

"I will… just relax, bunny."

Testing the water by gentle touches, you whisper quiet praises to him and slowly ease the leftover pain from being in the cage for a good amount of time while doing strenuous activities.

"Good girl, Xayxay… stay still for me, alright?" You keep stroking him tenderly, and soon his hisses and gasps turn into moans of pleasure.

His body twitches, producing more pre-cum, which coats your hand and helps make it easier to jerk him off.

"Such a pretty girl… you're doing so well…" You coo softly, getting on top of him again. Only now do you remove the dildo you were riding earlier from the strap, holding it in your hand.

"W-What are you doing with that toy?" He glances back and forth between your face and the object in your hand.

"Open your mouth, Xayxay…" You wave the toy.

He gulps, but still obediently does as you said. You push the dildo into his mouth while sinking down on his now fully hard cock.

"Hm.. mmphh…" He moans around the silicone, eyes rolling back as your warmth envelops him.

The toy you picked is not particularly long, since you already knew you would not cum on it and only used it to play around with him. The girth is still big enough to have him stretch his mouth out for it to fit, however.

Xavier gags, and you grind faster on his cock. All he can do now is clumsily sucking the used toy, swallowing your juices on it, and taking your pussy like the good girl he has been.

You rub yourself with your free hand, trying to control your pace to maintain the pleasure for both yourself and Xavier.

His breathing has become heavier while his cock keeps twitching inside you. He is cumming soon, you can tell. You need to catch up with him.

You push the toy deeper into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat, and Xavier's eyes widen as he gags and chokes before you pull the toy out completely and kiss him.

He tastes like you, tangy and a bit salty, both mixed into the sweetness of the kiss. At the same time, you clench around him, and Xavier cums instantly, spilling out inside you.

Your hips' movements stutter when the warm, wet feeling spreads around in your heat, and you finally orgasm, cunt pulsing around him as if milking for more.

Xavier is uncuffed and pulled into your arms when the intense pleasure finally passes. You keep the kiss going, whispering sweet nonsense to him, ending the roleplay.

He whines quietly, nuzzling like a needy cat. His hands cling to your body, holding you flush against his own.

"Are you okay, Xavier?" You ask and kiss his forehead.

He nods, humming softly. So you decide to pet his head and play with his hair a bit more until he can talk to you better.

A moment of peace goes by, and Xavier looks up at you.

"Do you feel better now? Less stressed?"

"I do, actually. Thank you, love." You touch your nose with his. "I love you."

"I love you too, starlight. I was a convincing pretty girl, right?" He beams, the tip of his tongue poking out a little between his teeth.

"You were. My most beautiful and sweetest girl." You let out a giggle, and he laughs with you. His hand comes up to brush your hair back, cupping your cheek for another kiss.

"Stay with me for a bit… then we should clean up." He whispers as you pull away.

"Sure, bunny. Just for a bit, though."

Your body is tangled with his while both you and Xavier gently caress each other's bodies.

"Why did you decide on this to roleplay?" You gesture vaguely to the messy pile of women's clothes.

He rubs the back of his neck and swallows hard. The tips of his ears, which have just returned to their natural colour, are reddening again.

"Well, I've noticed something recently…" He starts to tell his story.

FIN.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

Time is passing by agonisingly slowly.

Everything around you is silent. Too silent.

You can even hear the ticking clock on the wall, the very same clock that Xavier randomly bought at the supermarket just because it has a pair of bunny ears.

Tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

.

Xavier.

.

You want to go out and see him.

He lives right above your place, and it usually takes at most one minute to reach him.

He is right up there.

But you cannot move.

Your whole body is as stiff as a wooden board.

He lives right above you.

Your eyes are still glued to the wall.

Xavier is very close, just within reach.

You cannot even move a muscle.

.

Tick-tock…

.

You really want to see him.

.

Tick… tock…

.

It has been 10 minutes (or is it more?) since you started to think about him.

.

Tick--

A soft knock on your door pulls you back from the trance you have been in for quite some time now.

It sounds like Xavier's knocking.

You want to answer him. You really do.

You want to tell him to come in and snap you out of whatever state you are in.

But you stay frozen still.

Your mouth just will not cooperate, and your eyes are still glued to the damn blank wall.

.

Knock-knock…

.

Xavier must know that you are at home, right? If you had gone out, you would have told him.

But you are still scared he will leave, and you will continue to stay in this position for god knows how much longer.

"Come in… please just come in…" You beg in your head.

He calls your name from outside your flat, knocking once more.

You cannot even swallow your own saliva, stuck in this spot like a statue.

"Are you sleeping again?" He asks again, his voice a bit softer this time. "Your door isn't locked. If you don't answer, I'll just come in, is that okay?"

You know he knows that sometimes you get like this. Not often, but enough for him to know.

So you wait.

There is a soft creek as the door gets pushed open by Xavier, who is deliberately making some shuffling noises to alert you of his presence.

"I'm in!" He calls out. "I locked your door."

You can hear his footsteps around the house, and you desperately want to get up and come to him, but you still cannot move an inch.

"Love?" There is the sound of his voice right outside your bedroom now.

If only you could move and talk to tell him that you are in here and waiting for him…

Xavier knocks gently on your door, much more gently than when he did it on your front door.

"I will assume you are in there. And I'll come in, alright? I just showered, so you might notice the smell of my shampoo." He warns in a quiet tone, letting you know everything to expect when he comes in.

You can move your eyes just enough to see the knob turning and the door being pushed open slightly.

Xavier walks in, barefoot and wearing his comfortable clothes. He does smell like his shampoo, not too harsh on your nose, but noticeable enough to identify it from even a few meters away.

He moves closer until he is kneeling on your bed, in your line of vision.

"Good morning, darling." 

You know you look like a mess, having woken up merely a while earlier (you do not know how long it has been to be exact), still in your sleepwear with your hair all over the place.

Your eyes slowly scan around until you are staring into his eyes.

"There you are." He chuckles softly. "Can I touch you?"

Touching Xavier always helps. But he always asks if you want to first before making his move.

However, you cannot even open your mouth to tell him yes.

You swallow. It works this time.

You will try nodding.

Exhaling… inhaling… exhaling again…

You nod. Xavier smiles when he sees that.

"That's good."

He slowly moves closer and reaches out to touch your hands first. His hands are cool. Not cold, but not warm either. They feel good against your hands, though.

Xavier shuffles a bit closer and holds your hands in his. 

"It's okay. I'm here." One of his hands moves to brush your hair down, making those stray strands stop tickling your face.

It feels good. You are not so annoyed anymore.

"Try moving your hands. I'll help." He whispers, squeezing your hands in his.

You want to. You really want to.

But it is so difficult.

Xavier does it again, slowly easing your stiff hands.

Your fingers start to twitch. 

"That's it. Keep it up, darling." He hums, kissing your hair.

You huff through your nose, causing him to snort.

"Again."

Your right hand moves first, touching against his skin, now slightly warmer from squeezing your hands.

"Good job, love."

Soon enough, your fingers are entwined with his, feeling the warmth spreading through your skin and flesh.

"Now that you can move your hands, squeeze once for no, twice for yes. Is that okay?" He tilts his head a little, looking into your eyes while speaking.

You squeeze his hands twice.

"Thank you. Now, first question, have you moved at all after waking up?"

Once.

"That's a no, okay. Then you must not have eaten either. I'll order something later." He muses to himself, but says it loud enough for you to hear. "Now, second question, can I hold you?"

You hesitate. But then you squeeze twice.

"Hm… there is something else." He becomes quiet for a moment. "Do you want me to hold you, or do you only want to sit in my lap? Once for the first option, twice for the second."

Twice.

"Ah… makes more sense. I promise not to trap your arms and legs." He carefully manoeuvres you into his lap, keeping his hands on yours and letting your legs stay free out of his hold.

You think the movements actually help you feel more relaxed. You have gotten out of the stiff position, and you don't feel quite "frozen" anymore.

You swallow.

"No talking? Right?"

Twice.

"Okay, no talking then. You don't have to say anything at all until you want to."

You slowly nod. You still prefer squeezing his hands.

"Okay. Do you want some more light in? It's very dark in here." The curtains Xavier bought for your room have kept all the natural light out. They do help you sleep, but…

Maybe a bit of light will be good.

You squeeze his hands twice.

"I'll light your room up bit by bit. Queeze once when it's enough."

With his Evol, Xavier starts to brighten your room. Once the dim light is enough for you to see the patterns on Xavier's clothes, you squeeze his hand.

"Alright, enough then." He nods, kissing the side of your head. You are sure you have not washed your hair for a few days, but that has never seemed to be a problem for Xavier.

He moves a little before asking again.

"I think some water would be a good start. What do you think?"

Twice.

"Alright. But then I'll have to get up. Will you be comfortable on your own?"

Twice.

"That's good. I'll stack some pillows up first."

He does as he said, stacking some pillows up for you and letting you sit down on the bed, leaning on them.

Then, Xavier leaves just to come back with a glass of warm water. He helps you drink.

The water does its job and wakes you up a bit more from your dissociative state. You push the glass back to him once you have drunk enough.

He puts it on your nightstand.

"Try moving a bit more." He coaches. You know what he is doing. It helps more in the long run if you can do it on your own without his help. You don't want to be dependent on him either.

But his help is always appreciated.

So you do the easiest task first - moving your arms. It takes a bit of time,  but you succeed.

Meanwhile, Xavier waits patiently, coaching quietly in his soft, warm voice.

It does not get this bad usually. But you have been feeling down for some time now, so this was bound to happen. 

You are glad you are not on your own, though.

"Touch me." He holds out his palms. You reach out and put your hands in his.

"Good… You're doing well."

It takes a bit more time for you to sit up straighter and move your head. The clock keeps on ticking, but you have no idea what time it is now.

You are back in Xavier's lap. But this time, you manage to do it yourself.

He takes out his phone.

"I'll scroll through some food, and you point at the food you want, alright?"

You don't feel very hungry. But you are willing to look. Noodles or soups might be easier to eat right now.

So you choose your food, and Xavier chooses his. 

"Wanna go to the living room and cuddle on the couch? We can wait for lunch there."

You nod.

"I'll take you there, alright? Unless you want to do it yourself." He offers you two options.

You shake your head. It'll be faster if he takes you there. Besides, you don't really want to leave his arms.

His warmth.

The living room is a lot brighter and feels less stuffy than your bedroom. It is not exactly sunny outside, but the weather is perfect.

Xavier settles down on the couch with you and turns on a TV show.

"Now we wait." He smiles, his eyes twinkling like distant stars on the night sky.

You give him a nod of affirmation, then rest your head on his shoulder.

Now you wait.

It will be better soon.

You just need to stay in his arms for a little bit longer.

FIN.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

Ever since you bought a new body wash, Xavier has been acting strangely. You know his nose (and yours, too) is rather sensitive, so you have been selective about fragrances.

This one should be mild, it is not something you are used to, and to be honest, you don’t find body washes with this scent often. But your best friend recommended it, and you found the scent not so bad, so you bought it.

It has been only three days, and Xavier is acting very weirdly. At first, you chalked it up as the result of the wild sex you had with him the other day, but now it is just ridiculous.

He is clingier than usual, and a bit moodier, too, whenever something inconvenient comes up. You pet a someone’s cat loose in the hallway for too long, and he would whine and try to tug you away.

“Xavier… maybe we should go out today. It’s sunny outside.” You come out of the bathroom in your robe after a morning shower to find him lazing around on the bed.

Instead of answering you, he just tugs you down with him and sniffs your neck.

“You smell good.” He mumbles, a pout already forming on his lips.

“I just took a shower.” You try to pull away, but he keeps a tight hold on you.

“Stay here,” Xavier nuzzles. “I cannot let you leave this bed smelling like this.”

“Hmm?!” You make a surprised sound before Xavier pins you down and climbs on top of you, continuing to press his face to your neck and collarbones. “Xavier…!”

Your long tail unconsciously wraps itself around his waist, keeping him close.

“You’ve missed me… say you have, please…” He murmurs into your ear, his large hands grabbing your waist to press your body to his.

“I’ve missed you, bunny…” You tilt your head and kiss on the spot under his ear on his neck, making him groan.

“That’s my girl…” Xavier hums against your pulse point before sucking on it, leaving a faint purple mark.

“But we haven’t been apart for any time at all.” You laugh softly.

“You know that’s not what I meant.” He pouts, his brows creasing a little as he kisses your neck again.

Your wandering hands find the hem of his shirt and tug it up.

“Eager.” He chuckles and nips at your collarbones.

“You wanted me to miss you.” You pull his shirt off swiftly.

Xavier takes a deep breath, dark eyes staring down at you. Your eyes are immediately drawn to his chest.

Giving in to your impulsive thought, you reach up to squeeze his pecs.

Xavier gasps out your name in surprise as he pulls back a little. You let go of him and laugh softly before Xavier narrows his eyes playfully and scoops you up to throw you to the centre of the bed.

“Oh… you’ll pay for that, love.” He tugs on one of your cat ears.

“Xavie…” You cling to him and whine out before trying to flip him down to regain control of the situation.

But Xavier is also fast. He grabs your wrists together and pins them above your head while smiling smugly at you.

“Dumb rabbit.”

“Yes. But I’m your dumb rabbit.” He somehow manages to look even more smug. Playfulness has replaced his moodiness from earlier.

“Let me go.”

“No.”

“Xavier!”

He tilts his head while his eyes travel up and down your body. Your bathrobe is dishevelled, the two front folds almost pulled apart from each other, exposing your thighs.

Xavier’s free hand comes down to rub on one of your thighs, his eyes following the movement of his own hand as it lifts your leg to sling it over his own thigh.

“Don’t even think about it.” He leans forward, hovering over you. His breath is hot on your lip, and his body feels warm against yours. “I want to kiss you so bad…”

“Then do it.”

Xavier wastes no time, smashing his lips against yours in a heated, passionate kiss. He still keeps his grip on your wrist firm, but loose enough for you not to get uncomfortable.

His tongue starts poking at your lips, asking for entrance, and as you gasp softly, he lets himself in, exploring your mouth.

Once you feel like you are almost running out of air, Xavier pulls back a little, just enough to let you take a deep breath, before diving back down and stealing your breath away again.

After seemingly like forever, Xavier is finally satisfied and lifts up, panting harshly. You feel a little dizzy from the lack of oxygen to your brain, and before you can figure out what is happening, Xavier is tugging on your robe’s belt.

“Bunny…” You warn teasingly.

“You don’t want me?”

“Let my hands go.”

“No. You always try to fight me.” He pouts a little. “I’m tying you up.”

“What? No!” You laugh and almost yell in surprise, but Xavier’s nimble fingers only work faster to undo the belt and pull it from your robe, leaving the fabric to freely separate from each other.

You swallow thickly and look at the belt dangling from his hand. This robe is the soft, fluffy one that Xavier bought for you a few months ago. Even the belt would feel like clouds against your skin.

Xavier kisses your forehead before tying your wrists together. You try tugging on the belt, it is comfortable at most, but you cannot free your hands.

“Now you can be my cute little kitty.” He nuzzles against your flicking ears before straightening up.

You huff, looking down at your exposed body. Your chest is still half covered, but well… that explains his hungry gaze.

Xavier’s bunny ears twitch ever so slightly before he fishes your tail out from beneath your body and drapes it across your tummy.

“How are you gonna take the robe off if you tie my hands like this?” You wiggle a little, but Xavier only leans down and flicks the robe’s lapel off your chest, his eyes roaming your body, ignoring your question.

“You’re so beautiful… and you’re all mine…” He whispers, kissing your neck and sucking a few marks onto your soft skin. “Mine…”

He props both your legs on his thighs to shuffle closer, lips trailing down your collarbones and then to your chest. You squirm against him.

“Be good. You had your fun the other day.” He nips at your chest, right above your heart. “Now it’s my turn.”

Xavier tends to use his mouth a lot for some reason. He always asks to taste you, bite you, yada, yada. You don’t mind, though, because he is really good at what he does.

The silver-haired man munches on your left breast, his teeth pulling gently on your skin. He is purposefully avoiding the area where your chest is the most sensitive.

“Xavie…” You whine and scowl at him.

“What, love?” He grins smugly up at you.

“You’re teasing me.” 

“Well, I learnt from you, Miss.”

His tone is light, but you know he is promising you a rough night ahead. You squirm again, but Xavier only pins you down with one hand before dipping down and sucking on your right chest without touching your nipple.

He sucks hard on your underboob for a long time, making you writhe against his body. When he looks up, you are pouting pitifully while your tail flicks at his hips.

“Beg. And I’ll give you what you want.” He nuzzles gently between your breasts, his fluffy bunny ears caressing your face.

.

.

.

“Please, bunny.” You mumble.

“Hmm? I can’t hear what you’re saying.”

“Please, Xavie… More…” You arch, presenting your body to him.

“That’s all I wanted to hear, love.” He kisses your cheek before trailing down again, latching onto your breast and sucking hard.

You moan his name, feeling his tongue and lips on your sensitive but neglected nipple. Xavier’s hand grabs the other, his thumb and forefinger rolling the bud, tugging on it gently.

He switches to the other nipple, freeing his hand to go find the base of your cat tail, scratching gently.

You almost mewl at the sensation but choose to bite on your lower lip instead, letting a soft whimper escape your throat.

“Let me hear it…” Xavier murmurs around your breast, sending vibrations throughout your body. “Don’t hold back.”

He catches your nipple between his teeth and tugs, forcing you to cry out a high-pitched whine.

“That’s it… That’s my girl, keep making those sounds…” Xavier softly encourages, tugging on your tail. Your legs automatically wrap around Xavier’s hips, keeping him close to your body.

“Stop…” You wiggle as your tail thrashes in his hold.

“Adorable…” He grabs your tail firmly, but does not so tightly as to avoid causing pain. “But we both know you don’t really want me to stop, right?”

You pout and stare at him before mewling out a pitiful “no”, and Xavier chuckles.

“Good girl… Be honest with me.” He nuzzles against the soft fur before pulling himself up to hover above you again. His other hand is on your thigh, fingers dancing lightly on the cool skin.

His lips soon find their way to yours, pulling you into a rough, sloppy kiss. His body feels hot against yours, and you can even faintly make out the thumping of his heart where your chest and his are pressed together.

His fingers dance closer and closer to your heat, tracing circles on your skin as they move.

The first contact his fingers have with your core is gentle, a bit too gentle for you to realise at first. But then they skillfully part your folds as Xavier still kisses you senselessly, you gasp and tighten your legs around him.

“Relax…” He turns his head and nibbles on your earlobe, his breathing hot against your ear.

You swallow and force yourself to relax, and Xavier runs his fingers up and down between your folds.

“So wet already… We barely started, love.” He kisses below your ear, laughing softly.

“You know how to turn me on after all…” You shiver, feeling a finger entering your awaiting hole.

He pulls back, his eyes darkening when you clench around his finger. Something has changed.

One of Xavier’s hands forcefully pulls your leg away from his body and holds it up to make more space for himself. Then, he pushes another finger in and starts thrusting faster.

The speed increases rapidly, making you gasp and tug on the robe’s belt around your wrist.

“Oh gosh…” You jolt when he presses his thumb to your clit as his hand still keeps moving. He does not slow down a lot, only stopping a few times to scissor his fingers to stretch you out.

Every time you try to close your legs on instinct, he only pushes them back apart again, keeping his firm hand on your raised leg to keep it in its place. You whine and moan, writhing on the mattress before Xavier finally adds the third finger and pumps hard into you.

The scream was a bit unexpected, drowning out the sound of his satisfied chuckle.

Xavier curls his three fingers inside you, massaging at that sweet, sensitive spot while pressing his thumb down hard at your little nub.

“Cum for me, angel…” He thrusts a few more times before curling his fingers again, his thumb rubbing on your clit at the same time.

You wail loudly, your core spasming around his fingers as you arch and writhe on the sheet. Xavier tuts a little, and you realise it is a dry orgasm, but still an orgasm nonetheless.

He has stopped moving his hand, leaving his fingers inside you while your walls stop pulsing. You pant hard, staring at the ceiling, and your bunny boyfriend pulls his fingers out, licking them a little.

“You always taste so good, love…” He smiles at you, his hand is still glistening with your juices. “Try it.”

He raises his hand to your mouth and lifts his chin a little. It is a silent order for you to lick it.

You obey, taking his fingers into your mouth and sucking on them, tasting yourself on him. Xavier swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and he pushes his fingers deeper into your mouth.

“Nghh…” You make a soft whine, still sucking hard while your tongue dances around his digits, making sure they are clean.

“You look so beautiful like this…” He whispers in a low voice, tugging on your tongue a little before pulling out.

The silver-haired man looks at his drenched fingers for a brief moment before a soft huff escapes his lips, and he pushes both your legs apart.

You barely have any time to react, letting him have his way, keeping your legs spread and watching him take off his boxers.

Xavier is fully hard now, the head of his cock is slick with pre-cum. Your eyes follow the movements of his hand as it strokes up and down his length while he kneels down between your raised legs.

His ears are standing up straight, focused, alert. You know he is itching to take your right here and now. Sharp blue eyes bore into your heat, and you feel your face getting even hotter.

“Why are you staring?”

He turns his gaze up, tilting his head a little.

“I can’t believe you’re all mine…” Xavier lowers his head and kisses your tummy. “Ready?”

“Yes…” You breathe out.

Xavier rubs the head against your core a little, making you whine and arch your torso up. Your bunny boyfriend only chuckles at your needy little act before tapping his cock on your sensitive cunt.

“Xavie…” You whine and tug on the belt again. “Don’t tease.”

“Well, you did look very happy teasing me the other day.” There is a little mockery in his voice, and you almost regret dragging it out for Xavier the other day.

Almost.

It was too fun anyway. And you don’t mind him taking a little revenge.

Xavier slides his member up and down between your folds, his warm, slick flesh rubbing against your clit, which has luckily stopped feeling so stimulated.

Just when he stops and pushes into you a little, making you think he will start fucking you, Xavier pulls back out and continues teasing your throbbing pussy at the entrance.

“Xavie, please…” You beg, pulling on the belt around your wrist.

“Stop struggling… you’re not getting your way this time, love.” He taps on your clit again, his other hand holding your folds apart, giving himself access to your most sensitive point.

The belt has loosened a little from your struggling, and you hastily pull it off your wrists. Xavier looks up and realises the restraint is gone now, and you are starting to get up.

“You lost.” You grin and get ready to pound on him.

But Xavier is also fast, faster than you, obviously, and he quickly grabs you to pin you down again.

“Bad kitty.” He growls softly at the back of his throat and flips you over, so now you are on your stomach with your hands held behind your back by him.

“Xavier!” You squirm. But deep down, you are enjoying this a lot.

“Stay down, kitty. Be good.” He nips on your earlobe. “On your knees, love.”

His fingers are still firmly wrapped around your wrist, but he has stopped pinning you down now. His free hand helps you get on your knees before Xavier settles behind you, pressing himself to your ass.

“You could have been lying on your back and enjoying this… but you decided to be a brat instead.” He swats at your ass, making you cry out in surprise before pushing your legs apart again.

Your tail straightens in the air, but Xavier’s free hand guides it to his arm - the one holding your wrists together - and lets your tail wrap around it.

“Stay there.” He pats your tail gently, and you shiver, subconsciously arching your back even more.

His cock is brushing against your dripping wet folds again, sliding back and forth without entering. A soft whimper escapes your lips without your permission, and Xavier chuckles from behind you.

“Do you want it, kitty?”

.

.

.

“Yes, please…” You mumble into the sheet.

“I can’t hear you, love.”

“Yes, please… Xavier, please fuck me…” You whine louder, pushing your hips back against him.

Instead of answering, he leans down and kisses your back right before pushing it into your core.

You take a sharp breath, but try your best to relax for him. Xavier gives you a moment to adjust, his hand still gripping on your wrists, before starting to move.

He does not take his time thrusting into you slowly. The speed quickly increases, his pulsing cock pounding deep into your warm, fluttering hole.

You bury your face into the sheet, having no support for your upper body since Xavier is holding your arms behind your back.

But strangely, you don’t mind.

Your breathing quickens rapidly, and shallow, needy moans keep falling from your lips. His free hand swats at your ass once more, making you yelp, before finding its way to your clit.

“Do you like it, kitty? Do you like how I’m fucking you from behind like this?” He leans down and asks you in a soft voice, contradicting how roughly his body is drilling into yours.

Whining to yourself, you cannot even form a coherent answer to him. But Xavier seems to be satisfied with your little moan and starts rubbing you even faster.

“That’s it… let go for me…” He bites your shoulder hard before straightening up, now slamming into you at a brutal pace. “Cum for me, kitty.”

You gasp audibly, rapid breaths falling from your gaping open mouth as you take him in over and over again.

His hand rubs firmly on your little rosebud, and he bends a little to press his chest to your back while his hips are still snapping against your butt.

“Will you be good for me, kitty?” He hums into your hair, and you mindlessly nod a few times.

Xavier kisses your nape and lets your wrists go, so his hand can be free to grab your breast. His fingers gently roll your nipple, so now you are stimulated at three spots at once.

You cannot think, your mind is all foggy, and the only thought that is running through your head is him all over and inside you.

“...close…” You mumble to him, whining a little.

“Are you gonna… cum for me, kitty…?” Xavier asks, a bit breathless from how hard he is working for both his and your pleasure.

“Ngh…” You nod once, whimpering at the back of your throat.

“Good kitty.” He stops talking altogether to focus on pounding into you, his cock twitching inside your fluttering walls, signalling his oncoming orgasm.

Xavier holds back a little, making sure you cum first. As you writhe and sob beneath his body from the intense pleasure, the silver-haired man stops holding back and lets his seed spill out inside you, filling you up.

His hand is still moving against your clit, prolonging your orgasm until it becomes overstimulated, and you sob and cry to beg him to stop.

Xavier snaps back to reality and carefully lowers you to the sheet before licking his hand clean. Then, he pulls himself up to kiss your cheek.

“Are you okay, love?” Xavier nuzzles a little.

“I’m… I’m good…” You cling to him, wrapping your shaky arms around his neck.

“Good… because I’m not done with you.” He kisses you before you can react to that statement. His dick is still half hard, rubbing against your thigh.

Xavier’s hand wanders to your head and starts scratching your kitty ears. You moan into his mouth while your fingers dig into his shoulders. Your boyfriend only takes the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth and explores it eagerly.

His fingers scratch faster, and you latch onto him, your legs wrap around his hips once more. One of your heels brushes against his little bunny tail, and Xavier groans into your mouth.

“Need you… I need you, bunny…” You whimper, feeling his cum leaking out from your soaked cunt.

“Good girl, kitty…” He nuzzles sweetly against your neck. “I’ll give you whatever you need.”

He pulls your legs away from his body, making sure they are spread out nicely for him to gain access to your pussy. Xavier then pushes himself in again, groaning in delight as he feels your warmth envelop him once more.

You try to grab onto him, but Xavier pushes your legs together and folds your body almost in half as he pounds. 

The new position feels weird, but also great at the same time. With how close his upper body is to yours, Xavier can still scratch on your kitty ears, making you writhe under him while his other hand keeps your legs pressed together and propped on his shoulder.

You squeeze your eyes shut, your breathing turning more and more laboured with each thrust from Xavier.

Your bunny boyfriend turns his head to nip at your calf, leaving faint teeth marks there. The sudden pain makes you jolt up underneath him, and your core subconsciously clenches around him even more tightly.

Xavier moans loudly at the sensation, snapping hard into you. Your scream rings out in the room, and he takes the chance to swoop down and kiss you hard.

Your body is folded in half, tightly trapped under his as he still thrusts in and out relentlessly. Clinging to the last ounce of your control, you reach up and grab onto his shoulders, your fingers barely holding on.

“Do you like it when I fuck you like this, kitty?” He whispers, his eyes dark and voice rough, but you can still faintly make out a sliver of his desire to please you and get praised by you.

“Y…Yes… I-- ahh… I love it…” You babble out your answer between moans and whimpers.

“Good…” He huffs and bites your ankle once more. “Can you… cum again for me, kitty?”

You nod, your eyes tightly shut, and your mouth gaping open. Xavier slows down to angle himself so that he will hit that sweet, sensitive spot inside you.

“Open your eyes, kitty… Look at me when you cum…” He orders, slamming hard into you to enforce it.

Your eyes snap open, and you dazedly stare at him as he continues pounding into your warm, slick hole.

“C-Cumming…” You stammer, your eyes start watering, but you still try to keep eye contact with him.

“Cum for me, love…”

Your fingers dig hard into his skin, and you wail loudly and spasm against his body. The constriction of your cunt also stimulates him enough to make him orgasm right after, shooting another load into you.

As your walls continue to pulsate around him, Xavier finally straightens up and releases your legs before pulling out.

Just when you think it is over, the silver-haired man dips down between your thighs and attaches his mouth to your leaking cunt.

“Xavier!!” You cry out and immediately grab onto his hair, right between his fluffy white bunny ears.

His tongue starts lapping up the mixture of your and his cum, which is spilling out of your used and overstimulated pussy. Your legs thrash on top of his back while your hand yanks hard on his hair, but Xavier does not seem to mind it.

If anything, it might even spur him on.

He sucks hard on your reddened clit, making you see stars right there and then. The room is now filled with slurping and grunting sounds from Xavier and your breathless whines and moans.

His hands keep a firm hold on your hips, massaging your muscles gently as he eats. While you look like a mess, squirming and whimpering from too much pleasure, Xavier only continues eating calmly and enjoying your taste.

The only sign of how turned on he still is is how twitchy his ears are. However, you can barely notice them.

Xavier starts eating faster, nibbling on your flesh. You can already feel another orgasm approaching, and you tug hard on his hair again.

“Wa-Wanna cum… Xavie…” You whine, your body trying to curl up from the intense pleasure.

“Hmm…” He hums against your core, sending vibrations throughout your body.

But just as you are about to climax, Xavier stops and lifts himself to grin at you.

“No… No! Why did you stop?!” You whine, almost sobbing from the loss.

“It’s more fun, kitty…” He nuzzles against one of your thighs.

“Please… I’ll do anything… Don’t leave me like this…” You beg, holding onto his wrist.

“That’s a good kitty…” He smiles and leans up to kiss between your flicking ears before settling down between your thighs again.

Xavier quickly licks a long stripe on your needy pussy before looking up to grin at you, taking in your expression. You whine, wanting him to continue.

“Keep going…, please…” You sniffle, and he relents this time, kissing your pubic area before continuing to eat.

He presses his tongue flat on your folds and drags it up and down, taking all your juices into his mouth. You grab a fistful of his hair, pulling his face closer to your pulsing heat.

Xavier alternates between sucking and licking, his tongue never stops moving against your flesh. You wrap your legs around his head, trapping him down. He lets out a soft chuckle at your action and starts doing it even more aggressively.

You scream and cum right there and then, squirting out a little, which Xavier happily drinks up. But he does not stop after that. If anything, he works even harder now, latching tightly to your core.

“Xavie… Xavier… T-Too much…” You sob, arching and writhing from the pleasure he keeps on giving you.

His tongue slides into your fluttering hole and greedily feasts on the wetness your body is producing. His nose is buried into the area near your clit, continuing to stimulate you as it replaces his mouth.

You yank on his hair hard, and Xavier’s nose grinds against your little bundle of nerves, pushing you over the edge one last time.

Your cry rings out as you reward him with your release. Xavier consumes all of it without wasting even a single drop before finally letting you go.

Sobbing into the ruined sheet, you can barely feel him gathering your body into his arms and petting down on your hair and cat ears.

His hand is now rubbing your back in circles while his lips, all clean after some quick wiping, pepper soft kisses on your forehead.

“Good girl… shhh… You did well…” He holds you tightly, mumbling soft, reassuring words into your ear.

You shiver a little and cling to him.

Xavier only chuckles, nuzzling against your cat ears and kissing your head once more. His other hand holds onto your thighs, careful so as not to touch anywhere too sensitive.

“Can you hear me, kitty?” He presses his forehead to yours, and you nod, trying to calm your breathing.

You can feel a faint sigh against your warm skin while Xavier pulls you even closer to him. He keeps holding on to you for a while after that, until you almost nod off.

“I’ll get you something to drink. Can you wait for me here, love?” He looks into your eyes, his sharp, piercing gaze has turned into something softer. His hands are still massaging you tenderly.

“I can…” You nod, and he smiles in satisfaction, kissing your head once more before lowering you to a clean part of the sheet.

“I’ll be right back...” He murmurs your name softly before leaving the bedroom.

After a moment, he comes back with a warm glass of water. He even brings your metal straw with it. When he makes sure you can hold the glass to drink without your hands shaking too much, Xavier leaves to draw a bath.

He comes back soon after, taking the glass away and pulling you into his arms. Xavier presses a soft kiss on each of your cat ears as he carries you to the tub.

His hands are tender and careful as he cleans you up before cleaning himself as well. You doze off a little, leaning against his chest.

Seemingly amused by your sleepy state, Xavier chuckles softly into your ear, kissing your cheek while he is at it.

When your boyfriend carries you out of the tub, your body smells faintly of the new body wash. You rest your head on his shoulder while Xavier dries your body with a fluffy towel before bringing you to the couch to wait so that he can clean up the dirty bed.

Only half awake, you watch him move around, throwing dirty laundry into the wash and putting a new sheet on the mattress. Finally, he comes back to you with a gentle smile and scoops you up into his arms again.

“Sleepy? You should rest.” Xavier lays a small kiss on your forehead, his palm smoothing down your hair and caressing your droopy ears.

“Stay with me…” You tug on his other hand.

“I won’t go anywhere. I promise.” He kisses your forehead again, letting his lips linger there for a little longer.

“Okay. Sleep well, bunny… Love you…” You mumble, closing your eyes.

“I love you, too, kitty.” Xavier nuzzles. “Sweet dream, my love.”

FIN.

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"From now on…

…Your Majesty…

…you're all mine."

The two figures join in a starry waltz, spinning in each other's embrace as they take off from the platform of the starport, turning into what can be seen as a shooting star before disappearing into deep space.

But to you, it is just Xavier taking you back to "his" starship, which soon takes off from Cloudwhirl Starport.

You question him on how he managed to get a starship. Xavier is calm, way too calm, as he answers your question, making you want to rile him up.

"You kidnapped me without a second thought. But what you want the most… The recorder from the military base is still in Sioh's hands."

He chuckles, leaning closer.

"Didn't you already pull out the data chip from it? Back at the military base, I heard you unlock the hidden slot through the comms."

"You actually knew…" You are surprised, and a bit disappointed as well. You want to tease him a bit more. But you relent and pull out the data chip with a small pout.

Xavier turns to put the starship on autopilot before moving closer to you again, taking your hand in his this time.

"You've already entered the Gates."

You lower your head, letting him fasten the necklace around your neck. It makes you feel warm and tingly inside. After all, this necklace carries your and his promise.

"Then you're aware." He continues. "No matter how long it takes, I will find you."

"Of course. Otherwise, I never would've risked using the necklace as bait."

You trust him. You had trusted him way before this confession. Yet, when you look into his eyes now, you feel like this is the first time you and he have truly met, now that you have gained all the memories you two should have of each other.

You touch the necklace. The promise it carries spanned 300 years, but only now has it been fulfilled.

"I kept my word." Xavier places your hand on his chest, where his heart is beating. At the same time, your own is also drumming in your ribcage, mixing together in a silent symphony.

No one but you and him can hear it.

He is close, so close to you. It makes your little heart beat louder and faster with every breath of air you share with him.

Everything feels different now, even Xavier, even yourself. You have to acknowledge these feelings that you have tried to bury deep inside, and you cannot run from them anymore.

Ba-dum… ba-dum… ba-dum…

You can hear your own heartbeat louder now, breaking the thin veil of silence around you and him. Xavier moves his hand up to cup your cheek, his thumb gently rubbing on your skin.

"You said what I wanted the most was the evidence of Sioh's crimes. That's not true." He bends down lower, touching his forehead with yours. "What I want the most is… a person."

His hand slowly trails down to your neck, then keeps going lower and lower until it reaches your waist and rests there.

Your eyes meet his burning gaze as you cannot take it anymore and cup his nape, pulling him into a kiss.

Xavier almost stumbles, his hand moving to your back as he tries to steady himself and deepen the kiss. It is clumsy, but you pour all of your pent-up emotions into it, letting your feelings take over.

"You're bold." You tell him as you pull away.

"I hope you can forgive me, Your Majesty." He says calmly before closing the distance again. His lips are still warm and soft, meeting with yours in the middle.

His tongue slips between them, flicking out and poking at your lips as if asking for permission.

Heated breath burns between you and him, making your head spin. You cannot think, and frankly, you don't want to anymore.

You just want him.

Before both you and Xavier run out of air, he pulls away first, and you greedily gulp in a deep breath.

"Is this how you'll ask me to forgive you?" You ask him.

His fingers curl behind the small of your back, gripping you tightly. Instead of answering your question, he asks you another one.

"May I be bolder, Your Majesty?"

"If I said you couldn't, would you listen to me?" You tease him again, wanting to see how he will react this time.

"Not necessarily." He answers calmly, his free hand holding yours.

Feeling bold yourself, you grab his clothes and pull him back into a deep, searing kiss. Xavier eagerly responds, stepping closer until his body is pressed against yours.

Both you and he stumble, and your back almost hits the cold control consoles, yet Xavier's warm and gentle hand shields you before you can get hurt.

The rush of adrenaline that you thought was gone now surges back up again. Your head is empty, your body is burning hot, and all you can feel and hear is your own heartbeat and him.

Your lost prince has returned to you.

Yours.

And no one else's.

The kiss becomes more and more heated as you open your mouth and let Xavier in. His tongue is warm and… very wet. But you don't mind it at all. In fact, as the kiss gets sloppier and messier, you find yourself enjoying it more and more.

You choose to suck on his tongue, making Xavier gasp audibly and pull away. His intense gaze searches your face, from your lips to your nose, before stopping on your eyes.

Staring back at him, you can tell he is still holding himself back, but his eyes do not lie. They cannot. You can see the desperation, the need, the desire he has for you right now.

He seems a bit dazed, his hands squeezing your waist, pulling on the thick, fancy fabric of your Empress outfit.

You would let him rip it off right here, right now.

"Come to me, Xavier." You cup his cheek, pulling him back to reality.

"I'm here." He covers your hand with his own, nuzzling into your palm. "I'll never let you go again."

You grab the purple sash on his clothes and pull him into another kiss, but this time, you advance and push him back until Xavier stumbles into a chair, being forced to sit down.

He groans into your mouth, tilting his head back when you pull away just to lean down and look for the bite mark you left on him earlier.

It has almost disappeared.

Too bad, you want the mark to stay visible for days at least.

But you can always mark him up some more.

So you start unzipping from his collar down, freeing more skin on his neck to find a good spot to bite him.

Xavier's breathing is becoming heavier and heavier as he waits.

There.

Perfect.

You gently lick his Adam's apple to tease him right before biting down at a more tender spot above his collarbones.

"Ahhh…" He chokes on a groan, fingers digging deeper into your hips. "That's… good… keep going…"

At his encouragement, you sink your teeth deeper. His whole body is tense under yours, and his eyes become dazed and glassy at this pain-turned-pleasure.

You let him go after another short moment, tongue lightly soothing the pain with each lick. When you pull back, he turns his head to you, staring with half-lidded eyes.

You smile happily as if you had not almost bitten through his skin and cup his face, giving him another passionate kiss on the lips.

All the kisses seem not to be doing enough to satisfy you. You need more. You crave more.

And Xavier is willing to give you everything.

"I need to be closer to you…" You whisper to him, unzipping more of his clothes.

"Do it. Make me completely yours."

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You get frustrated when you try to take his clothes off. Too many zips and buttons. The sash keeps getting in the way. And Xavier's soft chuckles do not help at all.

His nimble, skilful fingers finally free all of his upper body, leaving you to look at his naked chest and abs.

You lick your lips, eyes following those long, slender fingers as their owner throws the sash away.

"Is there anything of your liking, Your Majesty?" He asks in a teasing tone.

"Hmm… it's adequate." You tease him back.

"Just… adequate?" Xavier raises an eyebrow. "Then…, I suppose… I have to try better to please Your Majesty."

He takes your hand and kisses it, letting his lips linger a moment too long. You shudder, feeling the warmth spread from your hand to everywhere on your body.

Xavier certainly knows how to put on a good show for you.

You tilt your head, tracing your free fingers on his toned chest, caressing the old scars from past battles. Xavier swallows, his gaze following your movements like a hawk.

He is not the only person who knows how to play this game here. You do as well.

Suddenly, you grab his chest and squeeze gently, letting your thumb brush over his nipple, causing Xavier to let out a surprised moan.

"You…" He sucks in a deep breath.

"Ah-ah! Shouldn't you be calling me with an appropriate title?" You smirk and pinch it.

He scowls a little, but the small curve at the corner of his lips cannot lie.

"My apology, Your Majesty." Xavier arches into your hand. "I'm yours to handle as you please."

You grin in satisfaction, pulling your hand from his grip so you can play with both sides of his chest at the same time.

A red blush has started to grow on Xavier's face, spreading to his ears, making him look extra adorable and… edible.

You want to bite him again.

So you swoop down and sink your teeth into his chest, making his whole body jerk up at the sudden pain.

However, you go easy on him this time, pulling away right after biting. There is a stark contrast between the red mark and his pale skin. You caress it with your fingers before pressing down and making him jolt.

No, not jolt.

Buck up.

Something is poking at your thigh from below. As you look up, Xavier is squirming in his seat, looking away.

His blush is so red… It's cute. You think to yourself.

You get off his lap, unzipping his pants as Xavier watches intensely. He gulps loudly when you finally strip him bare, freeing his hard cock from its containment.

It is almost as red as his face, and there is something leaking from the tip. You catch Xavier's gaze when he looks up at you and move your hand forward to grab his twitching length.

"Ah…" He moans, lowering his head a little.

Moving your hand up and down, you wonder how this, how he will feel inside you.

"Agh…" He groans, stuttering your name, the fancy title long forgotten.

"Does this feel good?" You ask even though you already know the answer.

Xavier nods, biting his lips while reaching out to grab your wrist. His eyes are darker now, lust and desire finally showing as he gazes at you.

"Are you planning on having fun all by yourself?" He asks, pouting a little.

"Aren't we both having fun?" You tease, asking in a light, airy tone. "Or… are you not having fun with me here?"

"I am…" He takes your hand off his cock, slowly standing up. "However… should I be the one serving you, as your… favourite?"

"You know damn well I don't have any others." You scoff as he gently seats you on the chair before getting down on one knee and taking off your boots.

"That's why I'm automatically your favourite, no?" He looks up with wide, bright eyes and makes your heart skip a beat.

"Well… yes, but…"

"No buts." He says with an air of finality, leaving no room for argument.

Xavier then stands up and cups your face with his hands before leaning in to meet your lips in another kiss. You bite down on his lower lip, pulling a little, drawing a gasp from him.

His sneaky hands have already found their way to the buttons on your clothes.

"May I?" He asks, purring into your ear before nipping at your lobe.

"Go ahead."

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Soon enough, you are also naked, leaning on the backrest of the chair while Xavier is burying his head between your thighs.

Your back is slightly arched, your fingers are digging into the armrests, and your legs are trapping him close to your body.

You did not think he would use his mouth on you.

His fingers, sure, but his mouth? That was unexpected.

Xavier's tongue is exploring your flesh, running up and down at an agonisingly slow pace. It does feel good, though, the way he licks and laps and sucks…

"Ahh… hahhh…" You moan louder, shuddering.

Strong arms lift your ass a little and shift you around until he can have access to your fluttering entrance and slide a finger in.

It takes him some effort, but as soon as your own juices get spread around, lubing your sensitive hole up, it becomes easy for Xavier to add another finger.

He scissors them, opening up your cunt, letting his tongue have a small taste test by licking your entrance gently.

It tickles a little, not the toe-curling kind of good, but it is indeed interesting.

It makes you clench around his fingers, and that causes Xavier to chuckle a little.

"Relax…" He murmurs your name instead of the title again. "You're squeezing me too much."

You swallow, taking a deep breath and willing yourself to relax.

"That's right… now, I can… do this…" He moves his fingers around some more, gradually stretching you out.

You peer down at his neglected member again. It is certainly big, the girth…

Sliding down a little more, you spread your legs wider so Xavier can prepare you better.

"Ah… that is convenient." He laughs quietly before leaning back in to continue eating you out.

There are three fingers inside you now, caressing your wall, pressing at your most sensitive, vulnerable spot. At the sound of your soft cry, Xavier looks up.

His lower face is slick with your juices, and his eyes are dazed, almost like he is drunk. His lips are slightly parted, moving just a bit with each breath he takes.

"Will you cum for me?" Xavier asks, nuzzling and kissing your thigh.

"Hah… y-yes…" You squeeze out the words. He smiles and nips on your soft skin, now using his free hand to rub on your clit in circles.

You arch, jolting up from the sudden burst of stimulation. Your brain stops producing thoughts, and your eyes roll back.

It crashes into you like a tidal wave, and you think someone screamed.

Maybe you did.

But you honestly don't know for sure and don't care anymore.

It just feels so good, and there is only Xavier left on your mind now.

There is both softness and roughness on your pussy, one gently gliding and massaging to prolong your pleasure, one pushing you over the edge and causing your whole body to spasm uncontrollably.

When the fog clears up again, you can find Xavier munching on your thighs while his now clean hands squeeze your ass a little.

"Had fun?" You huff out.

"I should be asking you the same question."

"Yeah… I did." You snort. Xavier's eyes light up as he rises from his kneeling position.

"So did I." He bends down and kisses you again, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

The kiss soon gets heated quickly, and you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Xavier grips the armrests to brace himself so he will not crash into your body.

"I want more…"You whisper into his mouth, and Xavier eagerly swallows your words with a short gasp of breath before continuing to kiss you.

He straightens a little, hands now making their way to under your thighs and lifting you up. You wrap your legs around him, tightly locking your ankles but not letting his lips go.

He stumbled to the console table, his mouth finally managed to escape yours and is now nibbling down your neck and chest.

You unlock your ankles behind him, spreading your thighs wide. Xavier looks down and gets your hint right away.

Pent-up and burning desire cannot be hidden anymore. Xavier gives in and spreads your folds with his fingers, hands slightly shaking. His free hand is now stroking his cock, lubing it up with his own pre-cum.

"Are you sure?" He asks, looking straight into your eyes.

"I am."

And at your precise, quick answer, Xavier lifts his cock higher and pushes the head in. He stops right there, eyes watching your reactions carefully.

You arch a little, trying to make it easier for him. Seeing how you positively react to the intrusion, Xavier becomes bolder and slides it a bit deeper in.

"Ah…" You huff, spreading your thighs even wider to take him in.

The size of his girth makes it a bit difficult, but Xavier keeps giving you time to adjust, his fingers never stopping to open your entrance with care.

"Does it hurt?" He asks as you bend to rest your forehead against his.

You shake your head.

It does not really hurt. But it certainly is intense.

You grab his shoulders, fingertips digging into his skin while Xavier slowly pushes deeper. Maybe sitting when doing it for the first time is not a very good idea after all.

You decide to let go of him and lean back on the glass window of the starship. In this new position, you can feel your body ease up and how his cock can slide in with less difficulty.

"Oh… that's better…" Xavier breathes out, pushing your thighs up and apart.

Soon enough, he is hilt deep inside your cunt, and now you are involuntarily pulsing around him. It feels good, being stuffed full of Xavier like this.

(You can already tell you will be addicted to this feeling, or what's next to come, soon.)

Xavier is making himself busy by nibbling on your chest, leaving behind some faint hickeys. You shift your body a little to make yourself comfortable on the console table, moaning as his mouth envelops your nipple.

"Ahh… Xavi…" You arch, clenching around him.

He releases your left breast with a wet pop and moves onto the right one. At the same time, his hips have finally started moving in and out.

You cling to him, trying your best not to clench and inhibit his movements.

"Faster…" You whisper once you are used to the sensation and the size.

Xavier hums around your breast, picking up his pace at your encouragement.

"Ah… nghh…" You moan and tilt your head back.

"Is this good enough for you, Your Majesty?" Xavier asks teasingly, kissing your pulsepoint.

"Fuck… yes… harder…!" You tell him, and Xavier obeys, snapping his body against yours.

Your eyes start to water as he moves one of his hands to your clit and rubs. The pleasure is almost unbearable - it is making your head spin and your body spread out even more.

You want more, more of this, more of Xavier.

It is coming, you can tell. Your head is both empty and full at the same time, full of Xavier. You wrap your arms around his neck, clinging to him as your and his bodies move together like the Interstellar Gate's opposing currents, rushing forward to meet each other in one singular point.

Time and the cosmos are no more - only you and Xavier remain. Starlight hits your line of vision in blinding wonder, taking away all of the air in your lungs.

Somewhere in deep space, you can faintly hear your name resounding through the endless darkness.

It is calling for you to come back.

Back to… where…?

Back to…

"XAVIER!!" You call his name loudly, body convulsing as you peak right before he does as well.

Your name never stops falling from his lips, echoing through the cockpit of the starship, harmonising with his name from yours.

Both of his arms are around you now, holding you close through the shared orgasms. He kisses you again and again and again until there is no more air left between you and him.

His hips are still moving. He is still hungry for more. And you are not much different, craving and yearning for more of him.

More of your Xavier.

"Mine…" The word slips from your tongue, reaching his ear and making him shiver.

"Yours… from now on… forever, yours…" He whispers back, kissing you even more.

Xavier lifts you up from the console table, and you immediately wrap your legs around him. He keeps thrusting into you while standing, his lips never leaving yours.

"Again… please…" He begs for more of that sweet, sweet pleasure of making you cum. Both you and Xavier are clearly overstimulated and somewhat exhausted, and yet, his determination keeps him going and standing.

You think they should design more starships with beds from now on.

Nodding to him, you move your mouth to below his ear and bite his neck again, drawing a loud whimper from Xavier.

"Keep going…" You urge.

Your body is so, so sensitive already. It feels as if it is about to burst. Your warm inner walls are clenching, squeezing around him like it is trying to milk his cock.

One more… soon… You think to yourself, clumsily kissing Xavier and missing, landing your lips on his jawline instead.

The third time you cum, which is also the second time you do when fucking Xavier, is way messier. Your body releases before you even peak, dripping down to the floor with quiet tapping sounds.

Xavier cums first this time, spilling out into you. And that is also the last factor you need to orgasm again.

You feel full, so full, as your body tenses up and sends you into blissful pleasure. You probably make some embarrassing noises, but you doubt Xavier really pays attention to them, keeping himself busy by nibbling on your neck.

He ends up searching for the chair again, holding you close to himself as he catches his breath. You rest your head on his shoulder, listening to him navigate the ship through the vast cosmos, heading toward a destination.

What is the destination?

You don't know. But you trust him.

Kissing his neck below the ear, you finally let yourself succumb to sleep.

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It has been a few weeks since Sioh was killed by Xavier's - his own nephew's - hand. Things have been very hectic lately, and you can barely catch any alone time with Xavier.

You manage to steal a kiss or two sometimes behind doors or curtains, or in some dark corners between meetings and paperwork. But at the end of the day, when you and he both come back to the bed chamber, no one talks much. There may be a few kisses, hugs, and cuddles, but you and Xavier usually crash early and sleep until morning.

The workload just got lighter last week, and you have managed to catch some more sleep to recover some strength.

Xavier started to demand that you eat meals with him more often to ensure you eat enough to gain back some weight.

After a week, you finally look and feel healthy again. The workload is still a lot, but it is surely more manageable.

You see Xavier more often as well. He even gets the chance to "steal" fifteen minutes of your time for a makeout session.

But it is not enough for you.

After the first, and only time so far, you and he had sex on that starship, it has been plaguing your mind with what you want, and might do once you can have an exciting night with your beloved again.

So when you have an early night, you come to Xavier's study first to surprise him. After all, if your… "favourite" wants to go to bed early for once, others will not (and should not) mind it.

You peer in without knocking, having gotten Xavier's permission to "come in whenever, no need to alert me". He is, however, not at his desk.

Frowning to yourself, you push the door open and step in.

Xavier is sitting by himself in an armchair by the window. He is silent, just staring out at the vast, dark space.

You creep closer and closer, trying your best to be quiet.

"Hmm…?" He hums softly before calling your name.

"You heard me?"

"From the moment you opened the door." He turns his head slightly, smiling faintly at you.

You approach him, and your beloved reaches his arms out to pull you into his lap. There is something different about him today.

Staring into his eyes, you can tell he is not feeling well.

"You got off work early today," Xavier says in a teasing tone, nuzzling your neck, sniffing the familiar and comforting scent.

"I wanted to surprise you." You kiss his cheek. "I didn't expect to find you off work early as well."

His hair is soft, a bit unruly, which only makes him look fluffier. You run your fingers through the silver locks, discarding them gently.

"Hm… keep doing that…"He breathes out, closing his eyes and resting his head on your shoulder.

"You seem tired." You note.

"I'm not." He denies it, kissing your neck once.

"You look like it." You lift his face with your hands. "Too much work?"

He shakes his head, turning his face to kiss your palm.

"Nope." Xavier covers your hand with his and pulls it down to rest them on your lap. "Don't worry about it."

But you will not have it. You want Xavier to trust you enough to tell you what is going on with him.

"Tell me." You plant a kiss on his forehead.

"It's nothing."

"It's not nothing. Something is clearly bothering you."

You grab his face in your hands and stare into his eyes. They widen in surprise, but Xavier quickly regains his composure and smiles sadly at you.

"It has changed so much…" He pulls you back into his arms. "I haven't had a chance to really… process the changes in the Empire until…"

"…until today?" You finish as Xavier trails off.

"Yes. Until today." He kisses your head. "With Sioh gone, everyone I knew was gone. He was my uncle, an awful and irredeemable one, but he was still the last person left from… my time."

You play with his hand, listening to his soft voice.

"I don't regret anything - coming here, meeting you, killing him, and… falling in love with you - but it just hit me how much it has changed." He looks down into your eyes. His words are bolder, and you take a wild guess that it is from how emotional he is feeling.

"You have me." You rest your head against the side of his neck and his shoulder. "I'll be with you every step of the way."

Xavier lifts your hand and kisses it, letting his lips linger for a moment longer than usual.

"Then, I'll count on you to keep your words, my love."

"We should go to bed early today." You suggest.

"I'm not tired."

"But you are drained. Sleep is a good way to recharge."

Xavier nods at last, letting you lead him out of his study and back to the bed chamber.

The way back is dimly lit with warm yellow lights. Xavier keeps tugging you little by little until you almost fall back into his arms. Then, when there is no guard left, he wraps his right arm around your waist as you open the door.

"Let's change into something more comfortable." You step out of his embrace and pick out some sleepwear.

But Xavier quickly pulls you back into his arms and presses his face to your nape. He is warm against you, exhaling quiet, gentle breaths on your skin.

"Stay with me." He murmurs, rubbing the tip of his nose against your hair.

You have no choice but to reach back and pet his head and cheek, letting your beloved nuzzle as much as he wants. You don't mind it at all. In fact, you are quite enjoying all this neediness from Xavier.

"Alright, I'm not going anywhere." You turn back and pull him into a kiss.

He huffs into your mouth, a soft whimper escaping his lips.

"I need more… I…" He cuts himself off, swallowing hard. "I… I need you, I miss you."

He initiates the kiss this time, leaning in and demanding your love. You give it to him easily, kissing him back with equal fervour and passion, nipping down on his lower lip.

Xavier picks you up with one arm, taking you to the bed, lips never leaving yours. He sets you down gently, cupping your face with both hands.

"I miss you so much…" He whispers.

"I miss you, too. We haven't had much time together recently…" You run your fingers through his hair.

"No, we haven't." He touches his forehead against yours.

You make a move to take off his coat, throwing it to the foot of the bed. Xavier chuckles, taking yours off in return.

"Now, we're even."

You roll your eyes at him, petting his head again, but Xavier has another plan. He takes your hand into his and presses it to his cheek instead.

"Why do you keep petting me like a cat today?" He scowls playfully as some lights have now returned to his eyes.

"You just look… very fluffy today…" You smile, rubbing your thumb on his cheek.

He huffs loudly and starts kissing his way down from your palm to your wrist, and then to your arm. You watch in amusement, feeling shivers running down your spine with each touch of his lips.

When he reaches your shoulder, you can tell how his breaths have quickened, and there are now some quiet whines in his throat.

Xavier kisses your neck, nibbling and sucking gently to mark you up. Faint pink spots soon bloom on your skin, and Xavier pulls back to admire them.

"Beautiful…" He whispers.

You reach up and lift his chin with your hand, your thumb rubbing on his lips, which are still a bit wet from giving you hickeys.

Xavier lowers his head to take your thumb into his mouth, sucking on it. His eyes light up when he sees your reaction.

"You like that, huh?" He licks your thumb. "I'll keep it in mind."

You snort, petting his chin, and Xavier closes his eyes to enjoy it. But soon enough, he ignores your hand and leans down to ask for another kiss.

The sweetness from his lips makes your head spin a little, and you suck on the lower one like it is some kind of candy.

Xavier moans, trying to take your clothes off.

You let him, raising your arms to help him. The rest of your clothes soon find themselves discarded carelessly on the floor.

He keeps one leg kneeling between your thighs, still kissing you fiercely as he pulls his own clothes off, only leaving your lips a short moment to take off his shirt.

"Hmm… why are… you clinging to… me?" You tease him between small breaks where his lips move away from yours.

"Because… you taste… good and you… feel good… and…" He answers with short pecks on your lips. "And…"

At his pause, you tilt your head and pull away.

"And what…?" You ask, cupping his cheek.

Xavier swallows thickly, pressing his face to your hand.

"And… I…" He takes a deep breath, moving his gaze back to lock eyes with you. " And I… I love you."

He whispers, planting his lips on your cheek instead. The quiet confession echoes through the bedchamber before dissipating into the wind.

And yet… the sound of his words lingers in your mind, making your heart race.

"I…" You consider your words. "I love you, too."

Xavier beams at your words, his eyes glistening as he leans down to rest his forehead on yours.

"I'll cherish those words forever."

You stay in his arms, feeling warm and contented. But at the same time, you wonder if he still wants to continue with… whatever he was trying to do.

So, you test the water by running your hand down his hair, to his neck, down to his shoulder and then his back.

Xavier shivers in your arms, under your touch. He whines into your ear, kissing and nipping at the lobe.

"You are riling me up on purpose." He whimpers, hips starting to grind against your body.

You chuckle, kissing his cheek.

"That's not enough…"

"You are one greedy bunny, aren't you?"

"I am not a bunny."

"Of course not, beloved." As it is said, you keep riling him up even more, letting your gentle fingers dance on his back.

"Ahhh…" He moans, tongue flicking out to lick at your pulse point. "Does this mean I have your permission now?"

"You know damn well you do." You caress his cheek.

"Then…" He straightens and frees his body from the rest of his clothes.

His cock is half hard, already reddened from his grinding. As his clothes are completely removed, Xavier crawls back to you, hovering as you take in the sight of his body.

It is not the second time you have seen him naked. The first time was on that starship, yes, but you have seen this a few more times in showers and baths. However, you have not had the chance to enjoy his body since your first time with him.

"Why are you staring?"

"I'm picking which… part to play with." You grin, which makes him chuckle.

"Everything is yours. No need to choose."

Your hands roam his body. Not the first time you have inspected his body, either, but somehow, every time you touch him, it feels anew.

Xavier's breathing quickens, and below your hands, his cock twitches subtly. You hum in satisfaction, moving your hands lower and lower until you can feel the soft trail of hair leading to his manhood.

"Ah…" He calls your name.

"Be a good boy for me tonight… alright?"

"You know… I will always be a good boy for you…" His hips thrust involuntarily, and the head slightly grazes your thigh.

"It's wet." You comment, referring to how he is already leaking precum.

"Do you expect it not to be?"

You shake your head, reaching down to grab his length and stroke.

Xavier groans lowly in his throat, thrusting into your hand, which is now dripping with his precum.

"That… feels good…" He huffs, thrusting faster before trying to hold himself back. "But I want something else.

"And you said you weren't a greedy bunny." You tease, brushing your thumb on his tip, blocking the tip.

"Hah… I… I said I wasn't a bunny, not that… I wasn't greedy…" He looks up, eyes dark with lust. "I'm always greedy for you."

You smile, stroking his cock in one smooth move from his hilt to his tip before letting go. Then you take your slick hand and spread your own folds out, rubbing his precum on your cunt.

Xavier chokes on your name, not being able to tear his eyes from your hand. His Adam's apple moves every time he swallows, bobbing up and down inside his neck.

"Wanna come in, bunny?" You tease him with the nickname.

"I am not a bunny." He pouts.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

"Too bad… only a bunny can enter a bunny's burrow." You dip two fingers inside yourself, stretching your entrance out. If there is only one thing you can remember about Xavier's dick, it has to be the girth.

Which means, you have to make yourself loose and wet enough for him to slide in easily.

"You are so mean to me, Your Majesty." He scowls, using your title.

"And how exactly mean am I? You only have to admit being a bunny if you want to come in."

You keep up the joke, but at the same time, you really see Xavier as a human version of a bunny.

He is soft, fluffy, cute, but also fierce and pouty. You cannot help but want to give him "bunny" as a pet name.

He sits by your side, pouting as he raises his fingers to the top of his head.

"I am Xavier the bunny, Your Majesty's fluffy pet." He makes a cute gesture with his fingers, pretending to be his bunny ears. "There, happy?"

"Happy." You grin.

"Can I enter the bunny's burrow now?"

"Of course, my royal bunny."

He eagerly gets back on top of you again, his fingers caressing your folds before resuming the job you were doing, stretching out your entrance.

"Can I eat you out today, too?" He asks.

You would love to if it were not so late. But you know, you will get tired soon, and Xavier was not even feeling that well to begin with. It has taken you some effort to get him back to his usual self.

Basically, you want that thing inside you before you become too tired. And if Xavier still has energy left after that, he can eat later if he wants while you rest.

"No. I want you first." You huff.

"But…"

"No buts. Or I'll seal off this bunny's burrow." You smirk, knowing you still have an advantage over him.

Xavier lets out a quiet "hmph", but he relents anyway. Either way, he still gets something he wants. So he goes back to pumping his fingers into you and scissoring them.

You arch a little, giving him access. Once he deems it enough, your beloved withdraws his hand to lick off all the juices you have got on it.

Even though you did not let him eat you out, you think this is still a win for him since he can still get a taste of your pussy, just in a different way.

He licks his hand thoroughly, cleaning it well with his tongue. Now you do want to ride that tongue, especially since it looks so damn wet and inviting, but you have a mission already.

"Come in, bunny…" You spread your legs wider and open up your entrance with your fingers.

Xavier takes in a deep breath, swallowing before settling between your thighs again, and his member is now in his hand.

"Okay… your bunny is coming in…" He gives you a soft, cute warning before the head is brushed against your clit, rubbing down to your entrance.

You moan, spreading your folds even more for him. Xavier does not waste much time, pushing the head into your body.

He still goes slowly, letting you adjust well to his size before pushing deeper and deeper. Your walls move, clenching and relaxing around him in steady rhythms.

Everything is still under control. His cock feels thick and heavy inside your core, squeezing past your gummy walls.

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as you take him in. Your breath mingles with his, making the air feel hotter between you and him.

"Almost there…" He reassures you, restraining himself from thrusting all the way in.

"You feel good, my love… don't worry…" You kiss his chin and then his lips, taking his attention off the task. One of his hands grabs your hips tightly, pulling you flush against him, while the other rests next to your head, holding himself up.

"Hm… you taste like… me." You grin, licking his lips.

Xavier chuckles softly, pushing deeper into you while he nuzzles his nose with yours.

"Could taste more like you had you let me eat." He pouts.

"Oh, you're such a stubborn bunny, aren't you?"

You pull on his - unfortunately human - ear, making him wince and yelp, before begging you to release him.

"Your Majesty… you are so cruel to your bunny…!" One of his eyes closes in a long wink as the other peers at you.

"Be grateful and fuck me well first." You say bluntly, which causes him to blush a little.

"I will! If you let my ear go now." He negotiates.

You release him, petting his head afterwards. Xavier huffs and rubs his ear before grinning at you again.

"Hold onto me tightly, beloved." He almost purrs, kissing the corner of your lips before lifting your thighs and starting to move.

It begins with slow thrusts, moving in and out with careful movements for you to keep adjusting. You wish he would go fast right away, but at the same time, that might be too much for you to handle.

You think you and Xavier need to have sex more often for you to get used to his size quickly.

"Faster, bunny…" You command.

"Of course, my impatient Empress." He chuckles and moves his hips faster.

You tilt your head and start nibbling on his neck. Xavier huffs and groans on top of you, bracing his arms against the mattress. He is speeding up, unable to hold back any longer.

And soon, you also let yourself be lost in the sensation of his body moving against yours. Your legs are gripped tightly in his hands, your nails scratching down his back, your lips messily brushing against his.

Your mind is almost empty, no more paperwork, no more scandal, no more anything. There is just Xavier, and only Xavier.

"Harder…" You urge, kissing his jawline.

He whines, letting go of your right leg to move his hand to your clit. As he rubs, your eyes roll back, and you arch up, giving him direct access to your chest.

Xavier dips his head down and suck on one of your breasts, his tongue tracing circles around your nipple before moving to the other one and doing the same to it.

"Xavier… Xavie… hahhh…" You moan, clenching hard around him.

"Keep saying my name… please…" He begs, rubbing harder while burying his face in your neck.

You chant his name like a mantra, grinding against him. Your neck and chest are probably covered with hickeys by now, and you just know you will have to choose your clothes carefully tomorrow.

But for now…

His thrusts are becoming sloppier and more desperate, signalling his impending orgasm. You writhe beneath him, grinding against his hand and cock, trying to gain more friction.

"Hold on…" He whimpers your name. "Soon…"

Your nails are digging into his back, scratching up and down with every movement he makes. Xavier grunts, biting down on your shoulder, hips snapping harder.

"X…Xavie… I'm… ahh…" You pant, trying to warn him.

"Cum for me… my love… cum…" He whines, rubbing your little, sensitive nub in circles while his cock still pumps into you urgently.

You squeeze your eyes shut, colourful spots exploding in your vision. Convulsing in pleasure, you cry out and cling to him tightly. Something is filling you up, and you can only assume that he has cum as well, spilling out inside your heat.

Your name is echoing in that deep, warm voice of his, pulling you back to reality, where you are held safely in his arms.

"I love you… I love you so much…" Xavier is stammering, nuzzling your neck like a kitten.

You pant, letting go of his back to cup his cheek. He almost looks like he is glowing.

"Kiss me."

Xavier's lips crash into yours, sending your brain into overdrive. You kiss him back, lips against lips, tongue against tongue. And somewhere along that kiss, Xavier slips out of your body, making you feel strangely empty.

He huffs, definitely missing your warmth already, before collapsing next to you. His hands are still clinging to your body, switching back and forth between massaging and tracing random shapes onto your skin.

"Tired?" You ask, brushing his sweaty fringes back.

"A little." He grins, still gulping in long breaths.

"Liar." You call him out. "You're exhausted."

His lower lip juts out, but he soon gives in and admits that he is, indeed, tired.

"Me too, bunny." You play with his hair.

"You didn't let me eat first…" He complains. "Now I'm too tired for that."

"Maybe tomorrow. I'll try to get us some time alone." You promise him.

"I look forward to it, my love." He kisses your forehead, brushing his lips against your skin.

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The night and the cosmos are silent. Everyone is sleeping soundly. But somewhere deep in the Empire's most important bedchamber, the Empress and the lost ex-Crown Prince are still cuddling and whispering sweet nothings to each other.

His eyes are sparkling again, filled with love and hope, and smiles are blooming on his lips once more.

His beloved has found him, woken him up, and given him a home again.

He is no longer lost.

Xavier has finally come home.

FIN.

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