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grulikesgems · 1 year
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Morning After (Part 1)
** WARNING: this is Xiao smut, please only proceed if you are 18+!**
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              It was the morning after. As your eyelids fluttered awake, you became vaguely aware of the sun’s powerful rays coming in through the window shutters. You groaned out in pain; eyes being accustomed the darkness and warmth of Xiao’s chest on your face. Standing up quickly, you walked towards the window, aiming to shut it out before you woke up too much. How late is it already for the sun to be so high in the sky?
              Jumping up was a huge mistake. You felt the wind rip out of your chest as an acute pain shot up from your bottom vertebrae up your entire back. Great, this is going to remind me all day of what happened yesterday. Wincing, you made your way to the window and finally caught hold of the cord for the window. Its satiny texture felt rich under your fingertips as you twisted it firmly shut.
              “What are you doing hun?” It seems like Xiao had also been awoken by the sun.
              “Not much, I was just trying to shut our windows a little bit more so we could sleep for a while longer. It is the weekend after all, so why don’t we just enjoy it before going back to work?” Beckoning you back, Xiao opened up the sheets and held his arms out for you. There was not quite any sight as comforting and heartwarming as this: his arms, usually rough and strong when faced with danger, exposing their soft and beautiful areas…. Parts of him no one else would get to see. You padded your way over to him and settled back into the bed.
              “Babe let’s sleep moreeeeee-“ you whined at him, wanting to get some more sleep. Last night had drained you. Not that it wasn’t amazing, it was just hard to keep up with the pace he had set.
              “No.”
              His harsh reply caught you by surprise. “What do you mean? Do you already want to get up and work for a bit? Come on… one more hour won’t do us any harm.” You tried summoning your most convincing puppy eyes for him. It was way too early. Your string of thoughts and pleading was interrupted by the goosebumps rising on your skin at the touch of his hand on your left leg. You looked up at him, questioning what his intentions were. All doubt was removed from your head the minute you looked up at him and saw that familiar fire stirring within his gaze. Uh oh.
              His hand lingered there for a while until it made its way dangerously up your inner thigh. He started gripping the area slowly, almost worshipping it and massaging it as he held you closer and went in for a kiss. You could hardly concentrate on kissing him as his hand kept driving circles into your leg, teasing it and forcing it to keep shuddering in shock. He pushed his tongue into your mouth hastily, not letting you get adjusted to any of the sensations. How could he be this eager for this again? He had done so much for you yesterday.
              Suddenly, he removed his hand from your leg. You could hardly stop yourself from groaning in discomfort, missing the electric feeling between your legs. This was embarrassing. He had touched you for a mere minute but you already felt the familiar warmness in your lower abdomen. He knew what he was doing to you, he was doing every single thing you adored. Nodding in approval at your disappointment, he placed his hand now on your ass, massaging that area instead. Your mind started to go fuzzy at his touch, while you slowly ran out of breath thanks to his mouth. Giving you a small second to regain yourself, he went back in for another kiss—this one being much deeper and rougher. His hand roughly slapped your ass, making you recoil. Too bad that he was holding you so closely though, because you found no way to hide away from the pain. Over and over again, he hit it and massaged it to make it feel better. You squirmed around in his grip, already being too sensitive from the familiar treatment last night.
              Xiao lightly ran that same hand around your neck, peacefully looking at it and observing his work from last night. Your neck was a deep shade of royal purple, and he grinned seeing the necklace of hickeys that now adorned your beautiful throat. He went back to a couple that had faded too much for his liking and re-kissed them, making them bright red and swollen once more.
              “Don’t you dare think I’ll let this fade so soon baby… I need to remember last night as much as possible,” he growled into your ear, tickling your eardrum and sending another shockwave down your spine. His hand laced itself around your neck again and lightly squeezed it; he didn’t want to choke you, just make you feel his complete control around your body. You embraced the tight feeling and melted into it, knowing that you had no way of rejecting this feeling, this invitation to have sex.
              Wanting to reciprocate, you wrapped your hand around his and squeezed harder, staring him as you felt your breath fade away and gasped heavily. He didn’t expect you to do that. After a split second of shock, he exhaled shakily. You had won for once, you had reduced him down to a horny and flustered mess. Not mistaking this as taking control of the situation, you lowered your hand down to slowly run over his chest, making sure to press just enough to give him goosebumps as well.
              Your touch had achieved its goal and he quickly pressed his entire body against you, making sure you felt his dick throbbing against your pelvis. With a meaningful smile, he slowly guided himself downwards, parting your legs lightly and slipping his hands between them to pleasure you. He slid his index finger, parting your pussy slightly and trying to see how wet you were. Knowing just how much you liked it when he did this, he lowered his head gently and spit straight on your pussy, making sure to look at you the entire time that the spit dripped down into you and made itself one with you.
              He took his index finger again and run slow circles around your clit, breathlessly gauging your reactions as your legs started to shake a little bit. It felt so good, but yet so slow. You wanted more from him. He slowly took his finger away and wet his middle finger, lowering it ever so slowly until it was right outside of your entrance. Over and over, he thrusted just outside of your pussy, teasing you and willing you to gasp and plead for him to just take you right there with his fingers. He ran circles around your pussy, rubbed his finger just outside until finally he slowly thrust into you. Lightly thrusting his middle finger, he raised his other hand until it rested right on your throat again. He harshly grabbed onto you, choking you in the middle of your pleasure and causing another jolt of electricity to run through you.
              “You like that baby? When I treat you like a stupid little bitch?” he whispered at you, smirking slightly. You couldn’t reply back, you just had to bear the embarrassment and try to hid the redness that tinged your face. Suddenly, you felt yourself stretch around two fingers. The coy little asshole had taken the chance to increase his speed as well, whilst keeping his hand wrapped around your neck so you couldn’t move and your pussy just lay open for his every will. Two fingers turned into three and you could barely stop yourself from moaning despite your lack of air. He was being merciless.
              Xiao looked down and slowly lowered his hand until he could begin to smash his mouth against your pussy, licking your slit and running slow circles around your clit as he stretched you out underneath his fingers. This was torturous, the way he was playing with your pussy. You could see your pussy pump in and out underneath his head, stretched wide with his fingers. He kept fucking you, enjoying every time you squirmed and he held your hips still.
              Eyes wide open, you began to trace his own body and ignore the pleasure of yours. He was still naked from last night and now you were acutely aware of the subtle curves of his hips as they lead down to his dick. Small veins ran down the area and his tattoos glowed slightly blue underneath the dimness of the room. Underneath all that though, you could see his cock pathetically jump every time he heard your pussy’s wet sounds. You didn’t want just his hands now, you needed more.               “Xiao please, fuck me.”
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grulikesgems · 2 years
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Xiao smut, he’s angry
“Xiao, what the fuck are you doing?” you hissed.
“What do you think I’m doing Y/N.”
His hands ran over your hips, reaching the hem of your silky, soft skirt. He looped his right hand underneath and was starting to lift up the fabric when your hand caught his wrist. That was a mistake. Instantly, he growled at you and grasped your hand with his iron grip. You could do nothing to escape the Yaksha now, his strength a million times the power of yours. He loosened his hold and placed your arm across your back, making it so that your hand looped around to the other side of your waist.
“Stay there, god dammit.”
You could do nothing but stand in shocked silence at his abrupt show of dominance. Your dynamic outside of sex was nothing but sweet whispers of affection and soft memories together. Right now, though, Xiao was barely recognizable. He burned with the desire of a bloodthirsty wolf, looking for a fragile deer to pounce on and devour. His golden eyes gleamed dangerously, narrowed down and burning into you. Lucky for him, you had been just in his reach. You had gotten home and started to look for him when you barged into his room. Eyes wide, your gaze reached his bare chest, rippling abdomen, and finally, his hand enveloping the wet, pink tip of his cock. And now, you were being thrown down onto his bed with hardly a word of protest being let out.
“I fucking hate when you try to fight me like this. It makes me so goddamn pissed at you dear,” he whispered into your ear, nibbling at the sensitive part of your earlobe. You exhaled quickly, trying to hide the needy whimper rising from the depths of your chest. That didn’t go unnoticed. The creases of Xiao’s scowl turned upwards for a split second as he hid a laugh from you.  Then, as he seemed to remember how angry he was at you, his eyebrows creased once again. He took your other arm forcefully and shoved it across your back as well. There you were again, being bent down the bed as if you were a criminal being forcefully taken. That thought turned you on. You wanted to make him angrier.
“Xiao, can you please let me go? This is all stupid, stop it,” you breathed, fighting your desire to submit to him.
“What did you just fucking say?”
“I said let go. Let me fucking get home and relax, will you?” Those words enraged him. You felt his grip on your wrists tighten once again, to the point where you knew they would be bruised next time. His right hand reached around to tug at your hair and make you look at him square in the eyes.
“Don’t you dare address me in that fucking way slut. You came home here dressed all pretty looking for my attention and once I give it to you, you say this? If I didn’t want to fucking take you and ruin you so badly right now, I’d fucking make you pay more for your shit.” He thrashed your head back to face the mattress, burying your face into the sheets. He pressed your head so far down you could barely breathe, but you liked it better. That way, he didn’t have to see the way your eyes glazed over and your mouth parted since his words turned you on so fucking much.
Xiao never let go of your hands as his right hand tugged your skirt off. He threw it on the ground, growling in frustration and pure anger.
Slap
What in the fuck? You winced in pain as you realized he had slapped your ass, hard. He had never done this before. As much as you liked to rile him up and piss him off, he hadn’t done this before. You had never told him what you really wanted him to do those times, you wanted him to absolutely use you in whatever way he wanted. You wanted him to make you hurt for being such a piece of shit to him. There was no more time to think for you though, as he slapped you time and time again, grunting each time as if the sounds of your pained whimpers made him even angrier. He kept going until your ass glowed a bright red underneath your panties. The sight made him feel extremely satisfied. There you were, lying on the bed letting him do this to you without a single word of protest. Hell, you didn’t even sound like you were getting hurt so badly because of how loud you moaned each time his hand hit your sensitive skin.
“You don’t even know what I’m going to do to you tonight dear. I’m going to make you absolutely scream who you belong to…”
“Me.”
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