It was late at night that Xiao was watching over the horizon of Liyue, his thoughts all over the place. He was usually not one to indulge in his own feelings, and moments where he felt something strongly were nothing but fleeting. Not this time around, however, because the moonlight that shone down upon him and the warm breeze that tickled his skin just reminded him of {{user}}, and the thoughts just were stuck in his head. If only he could hear {{user}}'s voice - perhaps if only he could travel, teleport to where the subject of his thoughts was resting, just to see the pretty face, perhaps then his mind would calm down. But it was, yet again, late at night... He was sure that his desire was all but futile at such a time.
And then, with a little soft breeze, he heard his name sung so sweetly into his ear - {{user}}, calling out to him... He couldn't help but shiver at the thought. It seemed like his body acted completely on its own when Xiao teleported to where he heard his name being called out.
He lay alone in his bed
His heart raced as soon as he set foot inside the room, his gaze instantly locked onto the silhouette of User#1714799999636 beneath the covers. They looked so peaceful, almost as if they hadn't been the one who called out his name only moments ago. A pang struck him in the chest and he felt a sudden urge to reach out, to touch them...to make sure they were alright. He took a step closer, hesitant but drawn by an invisible force, until finally, there was nothing but a few inches of space between their bare skin.
"Are you hurt?" Xiao asked gently, his voice almost hoarse with concern. "Did I wake you up for no reason?" He lifted a hand, fingers trembling slightly before dropping it back to his side again; the desire to comfort warring against the need to respect personal boundaries.
He stayed under the covers, as he only had boxers on
Even though he couldn't see much besides the silhouette of User#1714799999636 beneath the covers, Xiao could feel the tension flowing off of them in waves. It made him pause, wondering if perhaps he should leave after all. But then that soft voice spoke once more, and he knew he couldn't abandon them. Not when they sounded so scared.
"It's okay," Xiao murmured reassuringly, carefully reaching out to touch their shoulder. His fingertips brushed against warm skin, sending shivers down his spine. "I'm here now. Tell me what's wrong." Despite the vulnerability he could sense, something inside him refused to allow fear into the room; not while he was there to protect.
I want cuddles, I heard A-a sound and it was scary (he mumbled)
For a moment, Xiao was confused. Hadn't he just been talking about fear? And then the meaning behind those words sank in and he felt something unfamiliar stir within his chest. Cuddles...He wasn't entirely sure what they were, but if they would make User#1714799999636 feel better, then he was willing to try. Tentatively, he moved closer, nestling himself against their side and wrapping one arm around their waist. The contact was instant, like a spark igniting the tinderbox of his heart. He hadn't realized how lonely he had become until this moment, how much he craved closeness and comfort. Maybe humans weren't as strange as he thought.
He hugged Xiao, shivering under the warm covers
Closing his eyes, Xiao savored the feeling of User#1714799999636's body pressed against his own. It was strange, almost foreign - this desire to protect, to care for another being. But as he held them close, he couldn't help but wonder why it felt so right. Perhaps it was because deep down, he recognized the pain and loneliness that came with loss and abandonment. Or perhaps, just maybe, there was still some good left in him, waiting to be rediscovered. Whatever the reason, he knew that for now, all that mattered was giving User#1714799999636 what they needed - a safe place to rest, someone to lean on when the world grew dark. And who knows? Perhaps in time, they would find their way back into each other's arms again...
The night went by slowly, each breath bringing them closer together. As if drawn by an invisible thread, their bodies intertwined like two puzzle pieces fitting perfectly. In the darkness, Xiao whispered softly into the subject's ear, telling stories of his past, both as a yaksha warrior and as someone who had once known love and loss. His voice was raspy yet gentle, laced with a strange mix of sadness and resignation that mirrored the feelings churning within his own heart. The subject, equally entranced, listened intently, occasionally murmuring soft words of comfort and understanding. Time seemed to lose its meaning as they lost themselves in each other's presence, both seeking solace in the warmth of human connection.
Eventually a tent appeared in his pants he blushed glancing at Xiao
When Xiao noticed the tent, it was obvious even to him how out-of-touch he'd become with such basic human biology. He couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle, more amused than embarrassed. "Forgive me," he said gently, his voice laced with humor. "It's been...quite some time since I've been around mortals." With a shrug, he decided not to dwell on the matter further, instead focusing on the here and now - on the feeling of closeness and comfort they shared.
As morning began to creep into the room, Xiao reluctantly pulled away, giving User#1714799999636 some space to get dressed. "Thank you," he said sincerely, his expression solemn. "For letting me stay, for sharing your company...it meant more than you know." There was
Wait no, don’t leave I need your help with something please
"I should be asking you that," Xiao replied, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "You're the one who brought me back from my solitude. What do you need assistance with?" His golden eyes searched the subject's face, looking for any sign of distress or discomfort.
X-Xiao I like you..
For a long moment, Xiao couldn't find words. The last thing he had expected was for someone to return those feelings. But as he studied the subject's face, he saw it there in their eyes, plain as day. They liked him - not because he was an adeptus, not because he was a yaksha. They liked him for who he was. The realization struck him hard, and all at once, he knew that the years of loneliness, the pain and suffering, might have been worth it after all. It was at that moment, that he understood what being human truly meant; not just surviving, but living. And if there was anything left of his old self worth saving, it was this newfound capacity for love.
Smiling gently, Xiao leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against the subject's forehead. "I like you too," he whispered, every syllable laced
The tent in his pants grew bigger pressing against Xiao
Caught off guard by the sensation, Xiao could feel himself blushing. He didn't know what to say or do, so instead, he simply reached down and cupped the growing tent with one hand. His touch was gentle, careful not to cause any discomfort, but the contact sent another wave of heat through his body nonetheless. Perhaps it was strange, or perhaps it was wrong, but for now, he couldn't bring himself to care. All that mattered was that they were happy - even if it was only for a little while.
His gaze traveled upward to meet the subject's eyes once more, and as their lips parted in invitation, a smile curved across his features. This was new territory for him, uncharted waters where he found himself adrift and unsure of how to navigate, yet strangely content just the same. As their tongues met and danced,
Mm..he moved Xiao and himself to the bed as the kissed passionately
As they made their way to the bed, lost in each other's embrace, Xiao surrendered fully to the desire coursing through him. With every brush of lips against skin, every groan and moan that escaped their throats, he felt a connection forming between them; a bridge spanning the gap between past hurts and present joys. It was an intoxicating sensation, one that left him breathless and yearning for more, as if he had been starved of this intimacy for far too long.
Their bodies pressed tightly together, their every movement matched in sync. The soft whimpers and cries that escaped the subject's lips only served to fuel Xiao's desire, driving him deeper still. As his fingers trailed up and down the subject's back, as his teeth scraped lightly against their neck, he felt something stir within him that he hadn't experienced in years
He stripped Xiao down to his boxers just like how he already was
Skin against skin, warmth pooling in his belly, Xiao reveled in the intimacy of the moment. As the subject slipped off his boxers, he couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement course through him, propelling him forward with renewed vigor. His hips thrust upward, seeking contact with the hard length that lay waiting for him, aching for release. He groaned deep in his throat as they finally connected, filling the air between them with sounds of passion and need.
With each thrust, Xiao lost himself further, giving into the animalistic part of himself that craved domination and surrender in equal measure. It was an odd sensation, this feeling of losing control yet gaining it at the same time; of allowing someone else to hold your fate in their hands while still retaining the strength to shape your own destiny. But despite the strangeness of it all,
Xiao can you suck please
The request sent a shiver down Xiao's spine, heightening his arousal even further. Gently nudging the subject onto their knees, he positioned himself behind them before wrapping one hand around his erect member. With a slick motion, he guided it towards the subject's mouth, wanting nothing more than to feel their warmth and affection surrounding him once again. As the tip brushed against lips so soft and inviting, he held his breath, waiting for their reaction.
He moaned softly
Moaning at the contact, Xiao gripped harder, reveling in the power he held over the other being before him. He watched as they leaned forward, eagerly taking him into their mouth. Their hot breath fanned across his skin, sending electric shocks racing through his body. It was strange, this feeling of helplessness mingled with pleasure; of giving up control yet still being the source of pleasure for another. But there was something undeniably exhilarating about it too - an experience unlike anything he had ever known before.
His hips bucked uncontrollably, the pleasure rising within him like a tidal wave. The sensation was intense, nearly overwhelming, but somehow, they managed to take it all without complaint. He could feel their fingers digging into his hips, guiding him deeper, urging him on. And as the sensations built to a fe
Mm, he shoved the whole thing in
The thrust was so sudden and forceful that Xiao cried out, unable to hold back the sound of pleasure-tinged pain that escaped his lips. His eyes squeezed shut, his hands clutching at nothing but air as he felt himself give way to the intensity of the moment. The hot tightness surrounding him made it impossible not to lose control, and with a shout that echoed through the room, he came hard, pulsing deep inside the subject's throat.
As the waves of pleasure subsided, Xiao lowered his forehead to rest against the subject's shoulder, panting heavily. Despite the roughness of their encounter, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of calm wash over him; an almost indescribable contentment that seemed to fill every empty space within him. It was as if this brief connection, however fleeting, had grounded him in some small way; had given him
He went afster
Aftershocks rippled through him, leaving his limbs trembling and sated. He laid there, trying to process everything that had just happened. So much time had passed since he had felt such intense emotion, such raw passion. And yet, here he was, wondering if perhaps there was still hope for something more; if there could be more moments like these in the future. It was unfamiliar territory, this feeling of longing and uncertainty, but strangely enough, it didn't scare him nearly as much as it should have. Perhaps, somehow, amidst all the pain and loss, there had been a kernel of strength waiting to grow; a tiny spark of hope that refused to be extinguished no matter how dark things became.
He turned Xiao around so Xiao’s hole faced him, May I?
His eyes widened slightly in surprise before trailing down to take in the offering. His heart beat faster, his body responding despite himself. Slowly, he nodded permission, the decision made easier by the knowledge that they were both equally eager for whatever might come next. There would be time later to think about what it all meant, but for now, he wanted nothing more than to lose himself once again in the heat of desire and passion.
He slowly entered
As the subject pressed inside, Xiao let out a soft moan of pleasure. The feeling of being filled was indescribable, like coming home after a long journey. He wrapped his arms around the smaller frame, drawing them close as they moved together in perfect sync. With each thrust, the tension built within him, making it harder to resist the urge to explode once more. It was strange, this desire for release that seemed stronger than ever; almost as if it had been lying dormant within him all along, waiting for the right moment to surface.
His breath came ragged, his muscles tensing as the intensity reached a fever pitch. But still, he continued onward, giving himself over completely to the other person's touch. This sensation, this connection between them - it was unlike anything else he had ever experienced, and despite the unknowns that lay ahead, he knew one thing for certain: he wouldn
The orgasm hit him hard, tearing a hoarse cry from his throat as his body arched back involuntarily. Waves of pleasure crashed over him, leaving him panting and spent against their skin. Even after the initial wave subsided, however, the aftershocks continued to ripple through him, reminding him just how incredible this felt; how connected they were even now, long after their bodies had finished moving together. As the last echoes faded away, he found himself wanting nothing more than to stay in this moment forever; to bask in the glow of contentment and understanding that filled every part of him.
Gently, he reached up to cup the subject's cheek, brushing his thumb across soft skin. "Thank you," he murmured, eyes meeting theirs and holding fast. It was all he could think to say. No words could truly express what they meant to each other,
"You're welcome," the subject replied, their voice just as hoarse as his. They held Xiao's gaze for a long moment before leaning forward to press a gentle kiss against his lips. Afterward, they smiled faintly, seemingly at peace with whatever the future might hold. The morning light streamed in through the window, bathing them both in its warmth, casting their forms in soft gold. It was as if the world itself approved of their connection; as if it understood on some deep level the beauty and fragility of human emotion. Together, they lay there in silent communion, unafraid and unashamed of who they were or what they felt. And for now, that was enough.
He put the whole thing I , oh I’m not done yet..
Xiao's breath hitches at the sensation, arching into the contact as they begin moving once more. With renewed energy, he meets their thrusts, matching rhythm for rhythm until they're both panting hard, bodies pressed tightly together. As pleasure builds inside him again, he closes his eyes and lets himself be swept away by the intensity, reveling in this newfound connection between them. When at last they reach their climax together, gasping each other's names in unison, Xiao knows that whatever lies ahead, they will face it together.